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The setting sun paints its way red and orange behind the mountains, leaving a trail of purple.
“We match,” Kirishima points out as they stand there, watching. At Bakugou’s silence, he clarifies, “Red,” -gesturing to his crimson cruiser- “and orange” -gesturing to Bakugou’s leaner sportbike, black with orange highlights.
“And the purple?” Bakugou asks, dry.
A moment passes as Kirishima seems to consider a response. “The purple’s us together,” he concludes at last.
“Red and blue makes purple, dumbass, not red and orange.”
“Right,” Kirishima laughs at the non-insult, recognizing Bakugou’s intent rather than just his words. “Together we’re something that’s not either of us, though, is what I mean! We’re something else, together.”

for this fic archiveofourown.org/works/1372… bc i love multiclassmaps and im weak for the whole biker aesthetic and i love me some hurt/comfort,,,,

Description
The setting sun paints its way red and orange behind the mountains, leaving a trail of purple.
“We match,” Kirishima points out as they stand there, watching. At Bakugou’s silence, he clarifies, “Red,” -gesturing to his crimson cruiser- “and orange” -gesturing to Bakugou’s leaner sportbike, black with orange highlights.
“And the purple?” Bakugou asks, dry.
A moment passes as Kirishima seems to consider a response. “The purple’s us together,” he concludes at last.
“Red and blue makes purple, dumbass, not red and orange.”
“Right,” Kirishima laughs at the non-insult, recognizing Bakugou’s intent rather than just his words. “Together we’re something that’s not either of us, though, is what I mean! We’re something else, together.”

for this fic archiveofourown.org/works/1372… bc i love multiclassmaps and im weak for the whole biker aesthetic and i love me some hurt/comfort,,,,