Where The Wind Blows ( Bakudeku Dance AU ) //COMPLETE//

CH.16 Slippers

Bakugou POV

As we made our way down to Deku's room, he kept making excuses why we shouldn't go in. It needs to be cleaned, there isn't enough room, it'd be boring. What is he even up too??

"IO, just open it up. I wouldn't expect anything less out of a room of a Deku, so just open it." I demanded growing impatient.

Giving in, he gave me a long drawn out sigh. Finally turning the handle to open it up.
What the hell?
There isn't any problem. What's his deal? All his bedroom reminds me of is a stupid obsessive fangirl's room. It was full of All Might everywhere, and I really mean everywhere.  His shelves had journals of highly known and admired dancers. Such as Hawks, Mirko, and that lameass Polka-dancer, wash. His room did have some kind of feminine touch. A couple flowers, a huge mirror with a bar across it, not to mention the all might stickers on it, and a couple of stuffed animals. Is this why he was so paranoid..?
He threw over to me a large sweater and sweatpants, that would be huge on him, but perfect on me. He always had a problem with clothes that never got the right fit. I got dressed as then, an mischievous idea sprung in my mind.

"Ooohhh Deku~." I smirkingly put on.

"Hm Kacchan?" He said searching for a futon.

From a vase that was next to me, I pulled a yellow rose with a red tinted tip surrounding it, holding it out in front of him. Let's see what makes someone as worthless as you, 'worthy'. Deku, looked around towards me, slightly rolling his eyes. I then forcefully grasp his waist pulling it close to mine.

"K-Kacchan... It's been a really long day, we shouldn't." He said looking at the ground, pushing me away.

"You think you're too good to dance with me all of a sudden? It's questionable how you even got in the school in the first place. You're just a male ballet dancer. Nothing more. You can't even be close enough to intend to do more." I push on. This had to get to him. At least I thought this would be a good idea to take his mind off today's event.

He pushed me away and walked off. Now I'm raging, on the verge of yelling. Then slow music suddenly started playing, with the lights turned off. I felt his warm body against my own. Light, bright, stars lit the ceiling. Oh, so this is how the nerd wants to play it, eh?

I knew a few moves other then just break dancing, but did the useless brat know anything else as well?

3rd Person

((This paragraph is just a dancing scene. Much won't matter it just to adds cliche to the main plot.))

Bakugou locked arms around Izuku as the soft music was being strung through their ears and hearts. Passion beating out every second along with it. Izuku held on to the rose that reminded him of his Kacchan. Bakugou then spun his izuku while letting him go. Arms briefly gliding against one another. When Izuku stopped spinning he bent the upper-half of his body backwards, then just to lean back throwing one leg up swiftly in the air as Bakugou caught his back side. This was all in one swift beautiful motion beneath the dotted lights scattered across the glowing ceiling. Deku suddenly bent forward wrapping the leg he pulled up from before to rap it around Bakugou's waist while bending down. Bakugou then slightly lifted Deku up, causing Deku to slowly lean on his body with the music swiftly playing. Bakugou kept both of his arms gliding backwards and Izuku held onto his neck while Bakugou slowly bent him back down. The music was slowly building up. Izuku ran across the room and leaped on his bed, just to have Bakugou following soon after staying below him. As Bakugou reached out to Izuku, Izuku flopped gracefully into his arms. Bakugou spun him immediately around his body. Izuku feeling the soft breeze of air going all around him. Both arms intertwined. Bakugou then let him go once more, one foot behind the other backing up with arms flying through the air. Izuku mirrored this in a more graceful tone rather then his partners. Both of their hearts were rushed of excitement craving for more. Izuku put out his arms begging for Bakugou to take the bait, to have a bit more of this moment. He accepted the opening and went straight in.

Before they could meet at arms openings, the music stopped unexpectedly catching both boys with fluttering hearts to be put on hold. Izuku stumbled backwards as Bakugou landed on him causing both to land against the book shelf from directly behind. This caused a bunch of books and journals to fall on the boys. Bakugou was the first to poke his head out of the stash of books that landed on them. Then Izuku.

Bakugou POV

Damn didn't know books weighed like bricks. I rubbed the bump on my head then looked down to see it was actually a medium sized chest that landed directly me. Curiosity got the better of me so, I opened it. And what do you kn-...
What...
Wait...
Why the hell..?!

"Kacchan you need to loose a couple pounds-" Deku stammered trying to wiggle his way out from beneath me.

I would've yelled at him for this remark. I'm just... I'm just too stunned by what I'm looking at. Why does he still have this?!

He sat up and seen what I was holding just to have it snatched from my hands. "K-KACCHAN S-STAY OUT OF OTHER P-PEOPLE'S THINGS."

"Why..." I felt my fist squeeze together in slight shame.

"E-Eh...?"

"WHY DO YOU STILL HAVE THOSE DAMN SLIPPERS?!" Yep, that's right. The ballet slippers I once torn and thrown in the river less then a year ago. Nothing was connecting. I could feel my heart squeezing in a painful sort of way. Is this some sort of weakness?! I always get these feelings when I'm around the shitty nerd!

"I-I... I can explain..." He wasn't looking at me. Not this again. I grabbed his face and turned it directly towards my own. I want answers and I wanted them now.

" Then explain, Deku. "

Deku POV

W-What's with that face he's making? His teeth are gritting against each other, his eyebrows imply anger but his eyes scream sadness, his nose is all scrunched up....

"T-That day.. I-I-I WAS G-GOING TO THROW THEM A-AWAY... b-but... "

"DAMMIT DEKU, STOP MUMBLING FOR ONCE AND SPIT IT OUT!" Kacchan was unreadable.

"Something just told me not to throw them away... I j-just kind of look up to you, I found this to be a source of getting stronger, for my encouragement.." I whispered. My stress was slowly piling up. Everything keeps escalating so quickly. From one situation to another. It's too overwhelming to bare.

"WHAT? I COULDN'T HEAR YOU. SPEAK UP." He yelled into my ear.

"I DIDN'T WANT TO T-THROW THEM AWAY KACCHAN! I ADMIRE YOU. YOU ALWAYS LOOKED SO STRONG AND FULL OUT IN BREAK DANCING. ACTUALLY DANCING... ANYTHING R-REALLY. AND I'M JUST A USELESS DEKU WHO CAN ONLY DO BALLET AND VERY LITTLE OF ANYTHING ELSE... HECK I EVEN GOT NAPPED FOR WHATEVER REASON! SO YES, KACCHAN. I FIND THIS DRIED UP PIECE OF TRASH, FULLFILLING. " This wasnt an explanation, rather it was a full on rant. There was still a heavy weight in my heart. Both my eyes were closed, scared of the reaction. I peaked one eye open to find him blankly staring into space.
I'm an idiot.
I slowly got up. Leaving him there to wallow in his own shock and pity for me.

"Let's just... Clean this mess up." I mumble trying to pull a smile on my face that wouldn't budge.

"D-Deku-" A large warm hand grabbed my own. I stopped to look over at what he was about to say, just to hear him quietly say to himself 'nevermind', letting my hand go.

With that we cleaned up the books. Putting the slippers back in the case. Too exhausted to look for a simple futon, we hopped on the same bed

Maybe we wanted to be beside each right now. Or maybe Bakugou just wanted to be beside me right now. Not wanting even a simple fly to make a move on me.