Dancing Shadows

Chapter Thirty

Ellowyn's POV-
   A few weeks later, Aizawa ends class with an important announcement. "Work studies are set to begin this Monday."

   Everyone begins chatting excitedly. When we had to choose our work study a month ago, I was surprised to see that I had multiple pro-heroes inviting me to their agencies. At first, I was dead set on Mt. Ladyl because she seemed so nice and genuine when we spoke at the ball, but she was apparently busy with an important case and didn't have the time or resources to take on a student. As I looked through my other options, I decided to settle for the highest ranking hero who invited me to their agency; Best Jeanist. Not only was he highest ranking on my list on invitations, he also wrote the nicest note, so he seemed like the obvious choice. Since I had already made my decision, I decided to ask Bakugou about his that night.

   And that's how Bakugou and I ended up choosing the same agency for our work studies completely by accident.

   I'm pulled from my thoughts by Aizawa as he adds, "Seeing as it is Friday, you all should spend the weekend packing and be ready to leave Monday morning. If you have any concerns or questions, come find me. Class dismissed."

...

   The next day, I sleep in until eleven am when a call from Bakugou wakes me up. "What do you want?"

   "Never-fucking-mind-"

   "Well, excuse me but I just woke up. What's up?"

   "My bad." He mutters before saying, "Get the fuck up and pack your bags. Then we can grab some food and hangout after."

   "Is this your way of inviting me to a lunch date, Baku?"

   He sighs. "Just get up. I'm super fucking bored."

   I can't help but roll my eyes as I tease him by saying, "Smooth. Why is that my problem?"

   "Come on, Cherry. I packed and finished my homework last night and I've been training by myself for three fucking hours." He sighs before quietly adding, "Plus, I thought you might like to go out."

   I smile to myself as I gush at the sweet thought. I get out of bed as I say, "Okay, that does sound nice. I haven't gone off campus in a while. Do you want to meet downstairs at in maybe an hour?"

   "How about I help you pack instead? I'm already done."

   "Oh, that's very nice but you don't have to-"

   "I know. I'll come over to your room after I shower. I'm on my way back to the dorms now." He hangs up before I can protest any further.

   I decide not to wait for him to start packing. I pull my suitcase out of my closet and start to grab the clothes I'll need.

   After about fifteen minutes, I hear a knock at my door. I open it to see Bakugou with damp hair and a smirk. He chuckles as he looks at me. "Nice pajamas."

   I look down to see that I completely forgot to change before he came over. I shrug and reply, "I told you that I just woke up."

   He follows me into my room and immediately says, "Cherry, what the fuck?"

   I pull a few of my school uniforms out of my closet as I ask, "What?"

   He points at my bag. "You've just fucking thrown everything in here. How do you expect everything to fucking fit if you don't fucking organize?"

   I make eye contact with him as I throw my uniforms into my bag. "I don't know. That's a problem for future me."

   "No, no, no. You can't do this, love. It's fucking atrocious."