Bakugou POV
I knew this would backfire on me. I relaxed in the steamy spring while Deku...well Deku let loose. He ran twards the water and slipped on the rocks straight into the water. Somehow I knew that was going to happen and I'm perfectly fine with it.
"Uwah~! Long day, am I right? I'm so excited for our live performances!" He reminded in pure bliss.
I slowly laid my head back with ease against the rock behind me as Deku continued to splash around childishly. I admired as he paced around and twirled in the sparkling water. He appeared as joyous and lively as he could be. I could only guess why. He dumped his head underneath the light waves, pulling his torso downwards. Deku was like a delicate dancing mermaid in the warmth of the water.
My quick rest was interrupted by Deku popping out the stream of water on top me. "Kacchan~!" He grasped my hands and pulled me out my sense of comfortable relaxation. "Don't be a bum! Dance with me."
"What did you just call me nerd? Besides, we just got back from dancing." I snarled in reply.
"C'mon, is it because you can't swim, Kacchan? Don't fret, It's the same feel as dancing." He convinces.
"Che."
He giggled at my jeering agreement. We both went under the aqua water dancing in sync with one another. It felt as we were practically floating on air. Although, if you didn't dance with your partner correctly, it felt as more of a fight with the water itself. We spun around each other as two fish probably would and gazed our hands upon one another. We eventually came back up for a huff of fresh air before going straight back down again. Our hands bonded as the bubbles floated around us in a mirroring reflect. I felt as I was something reborn by, connect to heart, body, and soul with him and him only. We lifted our heads once more, in a deep gaze among the steamy air, water dripping down our necks and chest. My wet hair hung over my eyes, causing Deku to lean in and slick it back out of my face. Our breathing lined up, matching as if we were still in according timing.
Deku began to wobble around. I'm guessing the hot, humid air is finally getting to him. "I-I'm getting a bit dizzy..." Deku lisped.
I take my gazed orbs over to the table, climbing out to leave him to fend in the water by himself. I picked up a fluffy towel that was sitting on the table nearby. Coming back to the shallow end, I scooped the nerd up in the towel and carried him away to a nearby body chair. I gently lay him down and ruffled his wet hair with a soft towel.
"Here." I tossed over a comfy Kimono in his direction, giving him the chance to get dressed.
I slipped on the traditional Japanese Geta sandals and clacked my way over to find him still frolicking around. I leaned against the frame of the door and admired the amount of motivation that kept that piece of broccoli going. Soon, I walk over and grab both his hands. We locked eye for a split second till I guided him out the door and to our hotel room.
"Whew, I am seriously worn." Deku flopped on one side of the bed as I flopped on the other. The forgotten pedals flew up in the air and onto my face, making me poker my lips and blow it away. However, all it did was just flow gently back down onto my face.
"Hotel Service!"
Deku immediately hopped up as the call was specifically meant for him. As for I, I could care a hell a lot less.
Deku POV
"Hello there! We're having our dinner dumplings on sale for tonight only!"
My eyes sparkle and my mouth watered as I thought of the delicious dumplings. And on sale? They have to taste twice as better! "Yes, Yes! Please, we'll love to have some up."
They smile and bow until making their way off to fetch the dish.
"Kacchan!!!" I take a nose dive on top his more muscular body knocking all the air out of him. This was more of an uncomfortable landing then expected. There would've been less pain if I could've landed on an actual rock.
"Ngh! Deku, your gut is saying you need to lay off the dumplings." Kacchan blurted very bluntly.
I quickly change topics as for I was a bit offended "Let loose! We'll be performing soon in a couple of days."
"That's why I'm not loose. We need to start getting serious and ready." He informs with an index finger.
"Tsk, Tsk, Such passion and no patience." I quoted, trying to be cocky.
The knock came back upon the door and I rushed my way to grab and pay for the cuisine dumplings.
"Bon appetit!"
"Bone, Apple, Teeth, is what you should really be saying. The hell kind of money we paid for this again?" He finally sits up, scratching the back of his head. All I could assume was I was about to be interrogated.
"Sale, Kacchan, sale! It was on sale!" C'mon what's up with him? This is a Gordon Ramsey worthy dish!
He scoffs off and picks up a dumpling with his hand.
"You mind being a bit more classy and using a chopstick?" I observe just to end up objecting his actions.
"You mind getting off my ass? Sigh here look." He picked up a dumpling with the chopsticks and brought it to my face. "Say, 'ahh'." Finally, now we're getting somewhere!
I opened my mouth and closed my eyes waiting there for a solid minute. When is he going to pop it into my mouth? I peak with one eye open to see him happily munching on half of the dumplings that were on the plate.
"H-Hey! That's not fair! No more for you piggy!" I took the plate and flashed to the other side of the room, obviously hogging the rest for myself.
"You're one to talk aren't cha'?" Kacchan leaps up and chases after me around the room for more of the delicious dumplings. I strived in attempted at stuffing the rest in my cheeks as a chubby squirrel would stuff it's nuts in it's mouth. I was relieved to see him less stressed. He's been on his toes all day, literally. I wouldn't want him to get anymore pressured then what pressure is already there. Think about it, a live TV performance, professional judge dancers, and thousands if not hundreds of thousands in the crowd. You're the main focus of the show. Just the thought of it sends an exciting thrill in my body.
Haha! Kacchan has no reason to be stressed nor worried! We'll be just fine.
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