Some Dreams Don't Come True

Chapter Fourteen

🧡✨Bakugo POV✨🧡

It was weird to see the both of us dressed up. I could tell just how much smaller I was than him as we stood side by side in the mirror before leaving. I really hadn't grown since before, the suit made from my highschool measurements fit perfectly.

Deku held my hand as he led me into the building, I didn't think about the press being there but they lined the outside building, their cameras flashing like crazy. I could feel the anxiety building in my chest but Deku's hand squeezing mine kept me grounded.

"DEKU! Comments on your new love affair!?" One screamed at us.

"Only one." He said nonchalantly before kissing my cheek in front of them.

I could feel my face burning as he led me inside and away from the crowd. I wanted to yell at him for it but I felt to anxious about everything to say much. As we made it to the main area I could see multitudes of Pro Heroes all casually talking as music played in the background from some live band.

"You good?" Deku asked, close to my ear.

I shivered and nodded, I felt nervous until I spotted most of our previous class all conversing.

"Let's go see some old friends then." Deku smiled, leading me to them.

I slipped my hands into my pockets, trying to feel a bit more like myself even though I felt out of place.

"BakuBro!" Kirishima chimed along side Sero and Kaminari.

Kirishima I guess felt the need to wear his hero suit instead of a suit like the others. His bare chest and well defined muscles catching almost everyone's attention as they passed by.

"A bit show-offy aren't you?" I laughed, pointing as his hero costume.

"Well I hear Hero Gala and I thought everyone was going to wear them... until I got here. I feel a bit silly but it's got me a lot of numbers." He laughed.

"Kiri is trying to score tonight it seems." Sero said nudging him with his elbow.

"Nah, just flattered is all."

Kaminari handed me a drink and kept handing me drinks as we all talked. I just kept drinking them hoping it would dull the anxiety I was feeling.

I looked around and noticed Deku had walked off with Uraraka and Asui by the drinks table. Why do I feel jealous? Does he even like girls? I shook off the thoughts as Kirishima grabbed my hand leading me towards the dance floor.

"I don't dance!" I yelled, as the music shifted into a slower song.

"It's a slow song, it'll be fine." He smiled, his arm wrapped around my waist and he pulled me close swaying with me to the music.

Why did he want to dance like this with me? He's smiling way too much.

"I'm glad you're okay... I missed you a lot." He said looking down at me.

"Yeah, I missed you... and everyone." I said honestly.

"Relax we're just dancing, you're a bit tense." He said pulling me until my head was on his chest.

Remembering Deku's face last time he was touching me made me want to move away, but I could see from the corner of my eye him laughing as he got his picture taken with Uraraka. His arm around her shoulders. I don't like this feeling. My chest physically hurts... I know it isn't like that... right? He wouldn't lie about loving me.

"So you and Midoriya? You're close now?" Kirishima asked.

"Yeah, you could say that." I said.