Bakugou POV
I spent a good hour contemplating it, while watching Deku prancing around in practice. He really is a piece of work. He just looks so delicate with every leap. If anything touched him again, I don't know what I'd do! Killing wouldn't sound like such a bad idea if it didn't tick the nerd off. I think going to the cafe would be my best bet of asking the extras about it.
"Kacchan, you're staring again."
I snapped back taking my palm off my face. It left a slight mark from where it's been there for so long.
"What? Can't get enough of looking at this?" He winked taunting while doing poses that shouldn't be humanly possible.
"Tch. Whatever nerd." I rolled my eyes in annoyance. I glanced over towards the window to see the rain has eased up from what it was hours ago.
"Seems the storm as lighten up." Deku added on.
"Speaking of which, I have somewhere important to head off too, Deku." I grabbed my things and headed over my way over to him. "Look after yourself while I'm gone."
"Kacchan cares a lot now, huh?"
"Wouldn't seem like it since I'm leaving you." I slammed the door on my way out.
"DON'T FORGET TO BRING BACK THE MILK~!" He persisted. I took a glimpse behind me to see a ball of green peaking between the door and the door frame.
Heh, damn nerd.
"Leaving already, Katsuki? Is my son just too much of a bore?" She pouts offering me a plate of cookies. Which I quickly declined. Cannot be packing anymore pounds then what was kindly offered.
"No De- the nerd accompanied me just fine. I just have somewhere to be at the moment."
"Okay, well since the weather has lightened up some, go on. Please be careful, though!"
We both bowed and I left out the front doorsteps. Heading my way to the local cafe. It was around 5:45. I took an exaggerated drawn out sigh. Bakugou you're getting benefits out of this. I repeated to myself over and over again.
I finally reached my way to the small doors of this dumb cafe."Here goes nothing." I trudged my way in just to be jumped by no other than Dunce Face and Shitty Hair. I seen Raccon Eyes working and Soy Sauce Face sitting waving for us to sit.
"You couldn't come at a more perfect time! My shift just ended!" Mina shouted making her way over.
"Can't believe he even came at all." Sero sarcastically came across with a tired expression.
I ended up sitting between Raccon Eyes and Shitty Hair, right in the middle. Don't even ask how that happened. Across from me was both Soy Sauce Face and Dunce Face.
"Hello, my name is Natsou, and I'll be your waiter this evening. What would you like?" He chimed with one of those awkward smiles any waiter gives to pry a tip.
"The usual." Denki hints while pointing a finger gun.
"Same as him." Kirishima spoke pointing a thumb back at Denki.
"You know exactly what I want." Mina winked in a flirty fashion.
"Of course, we all do Mina." The waiter spoke in a mocking tone while rolling his eyes. Note he didn't he even write down an order for her.
"Give me anything that I can ACTUALLY afford this time." Sero responded sternly.
"Number 15." I urged trying to just get this done and over with. I need to discuss the recent events with me and Deku!
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Where The Wind Blows ( Bakudeku Dance AU ) //COMPLETE//
FanfictionWhat if Izuku Midoriya was a ballerina and Katsuki Bakugou was a break dancer? The childhood friends/rivals but possibly...lovers..? Both aiming to be at the same school of UA High to be the best dancer the world as seen, yet. What will happen when...