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

CH.48 Strip Club

Bakugou POV

"Move it along." Dabi kicked the back of my legs while still holding me in cuff like material. Where is this special place they're taking me, again? I watched as we slowly pulled up next to a crowed strip club. This place is the epitome of wannabe dancers that never made it big. Practically a gold mine for people willing to sell them self out for recognition. It's disgusting. I clicked my tongue as we stepped out of the platinum black Lamborghini.

"Man, how long as it been since we've been to this place, Shiggy?" Toga jumps ups and down eagerly in excitement. Somebody seriously needs to tell her to shut up.

"Too long, if I have to say so." Dabi interrupts. He opened up the door and the first thing that hit me was the strong stench. I couldn't describe it other then it smelt like literal ass. I was dragged over to sit in the middle of this red cushion with these bastards. Hand job was on the left of me, psycho bitch on the right, and on the far end of her was, stitch face. For some reason no one dare came close to us. Hah, guessing it's because I'm here. I smile wide to myself as my ego grew with it.

"Somebody is finally enjoying themselves. Drink?" Shigaraki offered holding out a shot glass.

"Che. If I use my damn noodle correctly, I'm stuck with a bunch of freeloading mafia wannabes. Now they want to offer me a drink?" I taunted.

The dusty boy splashed the drink in my face causing my eyes a burning sensation. "Don't say I didn't offer." He says with a dark aura surrounding him.

I scoffed deciding it's best if I just shut it for now. I looked around the fairly large club. Multiple colored neon lights ranging from purple, blue, yellow, red, and so on moving around. People sliding down poles with paper being freely thrown at them. My eyes traveled to the bar section of the room and something looked familiar... A little too familiar... It was the boy with slick back shiny green hair in the bunny outfit. He reminded me so much of my Deku. I squint my crimson eyes to get a better look as he was facing the other way. I watched as he stood and bowed while a man holding a bear approaches him from behind. He gripped and squeezed his ass making me flinch in sudden anger. That's when he turned around... No.. It can't be! D-Deku?! As I was about to stand and run over there some boy younger then he was threw a shot glass at the pervs face. I sigh relieved, watching him run off. Although, I was still both pissed off and confused. I refused to let the thought cloud my mind. I was being delusional. It just has to be my imagination. I'm having withdraw symptoms of not seeing the nerd...

"Oh, did you see someone you liked? We'll be taking home somebody today as a treat if you behave." Crusty lips smirks resting his head on both of his hands. What is he talking about? Taking somebody home? The hell? Like of our choosing?

Suddenly the lights started to dim down till it was completely pitch black in the club. A loud flick of a light turned on to the larger stage in the center of the room.

A man, I'm assuming a drag queen, walked onto the stage in a slick down red dress with poofy blonde hair. "Ladies and gents may I introduce our lovely group tonight that signed up to dance for all of you! Now may you give them the honor of your attention! Take it away darlings!" Before he left the stage he blew a kiss at the audience. I cringed while watching others moan and whistle.

Then the grouped walked on the stage platform.

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