Transferred and Transformed

Despacito

The common room was buzzing with excitement as everyone came up with different things for the party. Mina, Momo, Uraraka and Jirou were in charge of decorations while Kaminari, Kirishima, Sero and Midoriya were in charge of game ideas. Todoroki, Shoji and Tokoyami offered to help move stuff around when the time came for the actual party. The five of us that were cooking were in charge of shopping for the food and setting it up at the dining table. 

I was tempted to invite even our teachers to join us but quickly thought against it as I heard Mineta and Kaminari mention Truth or Dare and 7 Minutes in heaven. 'Dear God, that would not end well!', I thought, shivering in disgust as a picture of Aizawa and our other teacher, Midnight, being dared to do anything even mildly inappropriate flashed in my mind. 

I shook my head at the two before plopping down in the couch and flipping through my Spotify playlist on my phone, hoping to find some songs that I could add to the party playlist. I was in charge of the music and while Ric and I were easy when it came to cultural music as it was mostly Spanish music, Benny and Denali would be a bit more tricky. Benny mostly listened to rap and hip hop while Denali listened to rock and pop, a smirk spreading on my face as I thought about adding One Direction to the playlist just to fuck with her. I popped one of my earbuds into my ear and turned my bluetooth on while continuing to flip through my 'Liked Songs' list.

     "Hey, Denali, hand me your phone! I need a few songs for each of us, some cultural and some that just describes our taste in music." I asked, holding my hand out for her small, pink phone. She turned, tossing it to me before going back to her conversation and I unlocked it, skimming through her playlists. I looked back at my phone and found 'Despacito', a Spanish song that I remembered Ric and I dancing to freshman year. The memories of us flooded back into my mind, our bodies moving so fluidly together.

 I pressed play and then jumped, flinging my phone as the song came blasting through the speakers under the TV. 'Damnit, my phone synced to the bluetooth speaker instead!', I thought, panicking and trying to find where I tossed my phone. Ric looked around and then at me and smiled, heading over to me as he chuckled, reaching for me.

     "Ayyee, we starting the party early or something? If you wanted to dance all you had to do was ask, mi amor!" Ric said, winking and yanking me to my feet before stepping back and pulling me to his chest. 

He leaned down and whispered in my ear lowly, "How about we show them what real dancing looks like, yeah?" I blushed bright red, my anxiety lunging at me and I shook my head, stepping back only to bump into Denali, her smirk widening.

     "Come on Lena, show them how it's done," she turned to the room, their eyes on us as the music continued to play and I swallowed my anxiety, focusing on the good memories of this song.

     "I don't know if ya'll have seen Spanish dancing before, but if you haven't then you're about to. Show us how it's done you two!" she cheered, pushing me back up against Ric before scurrying off to sit by Uraraka and restart the song. I shook my head, offering a small smile before looking up at Ric and sliding back into a stance, my knees bent as I faux curtsied. He laughed before bowing slightly and then as the song said its first 'Despacito', he slid forward, pulling me into his arms and stepping to the side. 

He knew how to bachata quite well and before I knew it we were off, our side to side steps matching perfectly before he spun me out and then back in. A big smile spread across my face as he spun me again and I slid out by myself, showing off a bit of fancy foot work as I moved my hips, allowing myself to get lost in the rhythm. He came up behind me as we danced, his hands on my hips as we added some reggaeton to our steps, poor Mineta I'm sure was dying of a nosebleed as our dancing got sensual throughout some parts and towards the end.