Are You My Someone? {TodoBaku}

chapter 2

As Bakugou practiced all he could think was 'when the hell will this end'. Bakugou Katsuki, an aspired dancer, on his way to being number one. Ever since he was little he loved production. Seeing pro dancers, like Nemuri Kayama, really inspired him and made him want to be in the spot light, on a stage and praised by people. But now it's just a lot of work.

During a water break, Bakugou walked up to Midoriya Izuku, one of the people he's known for long as he can remember. Just like Katsuki, Midoriya was too trying to be a pro dancer. Even though he started later than most, he's still pretty damn good. "Oi, Deku. What time does class fucking end again." Midoriya sighs.

"Kacchan, you've asked this 2 times already, are you okay?" He says unamused, he's used to Katsuki behavior. But honestly he wishes it was over too. Classes can go on for more than 8 hours a day, and the choreographer normally makes the schedule. Especially with the performance at the Christmas festival, rehearsals are packed real tight.

"Don't give me that. I'm just tired of this shit. I know the routine really well, why can't I just go home." The choreographer hears this comment from Katsuki, she walks over and wacks him on the back. Straightening his posture.

"Stop slouching! We will rehearse until we all got the choreo. Not just you, Mr. Bakugou." She walks off, and Izuku starts to laugh.

"Stop fucking laughing, deku!" He snaps at Izuku, unaware that his teacher was still close by.

"Language~ Katsuki. Or I'll sit you out like a stray puppy~" She calls back in a sing-song voice.

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"So Kacchan? How do you feel about the festival performance coming up?" Izuku said as they walk to the near by cafe. They have this thing where after rehearsal if it wasn't too late they'd go and enjoy coffee. It was currently 8 o'clock, and the two tired males were walking around with their gym bags in hand.

"This whole ordeal is bullshit. I mean it's what... 8 o'clock and I still haven't had dinner. I better get a standing ovation and an award, cuz I ain't doing this shit for nothing." Izuku laughs at that.

"I agree... oh look we're here." Izuku then skips into the cafe, leaving Bakugou to catch up.

Once they are both inside, they ordered and sat down.

"Why'd you get pumpkin spice, Kacchan?" Izuku asked, knowing that he'd normally get a black coffee.

"Because that's what I'm in the mood for, deku." He takes a sip of his coffee. "So how's it going with Mr. Insomnia?" Bakugou is just one big tease and really likes to get under people's skin.

"Shinsou! Oh uh... well we hung out yesterday, watched some movies and stuff at his house... and we texted this morning. We're really good friends...." Katsuki could hear the shame and sadness in his friend's voice. And as much as he'd like to stay Mr. Tough guy, he'd rather not see his friend like this.

"Why won't you just tell him? I mean the worst he could do is say no. And if he does he'll hear from me." Katsuki smirked at the thought of telling the kid off, but that all went away when he saw Izuku's face. "Listen. I'm not good at this stuff but I'll tell you this...if you try you'll feel a hell of a lot better." He says softly. He then looks out the window, feeling embarrassed.

"Thank you, Kacchan. And I feel like I should too. Just maybe not now." Katsuki nods. "So what about you met anyone new you want to tell me about."

"Nope, I have no reason to. I have to focus on dancing to be the best." Bakugou tries to reason, and stop the conversation, knowing Izuku would keep going.

"C'mon kacchan. You're gonna die alone with only your awards to be remembered. Don't you want somebody to lean on, someone to love in a different way." Midoriya started at a subject Bakugou hated. Love. It was always hard for him to express love. And Izuku believes he needs someone to show him.

"No, no way in hell will I date someone. That's just to much work worrying about their feelings and.... urgh. It's just not for me."

"Love can be for everyone, Kacchan. But seeing that you don't want to talk about it, how bout we go home and rest. There's only 3 more days until the performance." They stand up and head for the doors. They part ways outside and Katsuki began walking to the bus station.

The bus ride was quite and lonely. As Katsuki walks to his apartment complex, his mind begins to wonder. 'What if I did have someone's hand to hold or come home to, again.'

He unlocks his door and is greeted with plain walls and furniture. "Yeah, this sucks ass." He begins to take off his coat and places it on the rack. Bags and shoes get tossed to the side as he makes his way to the small kitchen in the corner.

He starts to make his dinner, taking out things like garlic and diced tomatoes. Everything he was doing made him feel really lonely. It was quite, too quiet. So he decided to turn on his playlist. That made him feel sad.

All these emotions he was feeling all tied to one central idea that he was alone. Eating at the table alone. Watching tv alone. Washing dishes alone. Everything was sad.

He went to the bathroom to take a shower and stopped to look in the mirror. Looking at himself he began to cry. "Why the hell am I crying." He wipes his tears away and begins to take off his clothes. Stepping into the hot shower.

He stood there, the hot water hitting face. Bakugou wanted something. He wanted it there with him right now.

He wanted someone. Bakugou wanted someone there with him.

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