Sparks (Bakugo x y/n)

Katauki Bakugo isn't one to jump at the opportunity of working with someone. That's why when his UA school advisor, Aizawa, broke the news to him that the only way he was going to get his athletic credit and graduate was by taking a dance class. He didn't take it lightly, in fact, he hated it even more once he realized his partner was you.

"I've dealt with your kind before, Katsuki Bakugo. Every one as self righteous as the next. Now let me ask you something. Why is it that you're the one yelling at me when I'm the one putting time out of my day helping you? Who by the way if you haven't noticed, doesn't even pick up his own ass to come to practice rehearsals, looks like he just ate shit every morning and nags his fucking mouth off to the point where I'm sure years in the future, some poor little trainees going to walk in here, hear a echo of your self righteous child-like tantrum and then run out traumatized the fuck out. Huh?"