KARMA ๏ KATSUKI BAKUGO

the boy with the drums

After a month of planning, the day was finally here. The school festival arrived, and the class was quick to set up the gym. Midoriya went out about half hour ago to get some more rope since the one they were using was frayed and dangerous.

Denki was freaking out like he hasn't been practicing like crazy for the last few weeks. Bakugo wasn't putting on the orange shirt, Tokoyami was reciting his own emo poetry. Midoriya still hasn't returned. Momo was borderline freaking out. You were tuning the violin and making sure the notes were okay.

Before you knew it, you were getting ready to go on the stage and Midoriya had to make a last minute show up seconds before the lights went out. You barely noticed the light marks of the scratches on his face before the curtain started to open, and the yells of the crowd screaming in your ears. Most of them started to chant Momo's name, in which you wiggled your eyebrows at her.

You scanned the crowd, almost instantly finding the person you were looking for. You weren't sure if she could see, but you smiled and waved a little at Eri, she waved back, but it was hard to see. Thankfully, Mirio had her on his shoulders.

You looked back to Jiro, to Momo, everyone in the band. Then back to the crowd that seemed too big for a school show.

Bakugo cracked his neck, just glancing at everyone as they took their places. He saw your side profile and a smile on your face. He breathed out a laugh. And his heart felt like it stopped. He saw your smile in the glimmering lights and how it outline your features. He took a sharp breath, thinking back to the weeks where he felt the same feathery feeling that he didn't mind which made him hate it. He had wide eyes, his head felt like it would explode. 

Shit... he thought shit, shit , shit, does she know?

Bakugo missed his cue, the lights shutting off behind him and he could only move on quickly, screaming out a threat and then banging the drums with his thoughts running wild. He could only look at you as you played the violin. An instrument he didn't ever believe you could play and told Jiro out of spite.

And then you were here, playing said instrument in a band...with him. In front of the whole school.

The whole school Bakugo's eyes went wide again as he looked at the crowd. Could they see? Do they know? Fuckiety fcuking fuck.

He glanced at dunce face, a boy who predicted that he liked the girl. He knows...shitty-hair knows, the whole fucking class knows...fuck.

You didn't even noticed the stares you were getting from the boy with the drums. Jiro was practically blowing people away with her voice. The dance team was doing great and the sound didn't go pitchy or haywire at all.

The crowd was cheering you on and everything was going great. You were actually having the best time you've had in a long fucking time. You looked over at the crowd, and for a moment you caught and locked eyes with Eri, her mouth was moving around like she was talking, but suddenly she rocketed her arms in the air and placed the biggest smile on her face.

You stopped playing the violin in sheer surprise. You grew a huge smile and quickly joined in with the band, pretending like you didn't make a mistake. You felt as if you were about to happy cry.

After the performance, you put the violin back in its box and stacked it away, running to meet Eri. You found her with Mirio, the smile still on her face. You came up from behind and engulfed her in a hug, spinning her around.

"You little ankle-biter!" You smothered her in your hugs and three hair kisses. "You have the cutest lil smile."

"You were so cool!" She yelled out, tapping you to show her enthusiasm. "The stage went 'bam' and the light went away and you where there, and it was scary for a moment- but then you did the thing with the thing and I heard music! It was really loud, and other people started to yell, so I yelled as well, and den you stopped playing, but you went back into it! It was fun!"