Pas de Deux {Bakugou Katsuki x Reader - Dance AU}

Flashover

Ch.22 - Flashover

His mom was going to kill him if he got all the way home only to discover his cell phone was missing. She worked hard enough to be able to afford to give him a phone and he wasn't going to be the one who told her he left it at a friends house. The mere idea that her usually responsible son had made a mistake was not something he wanted her to worry about.

And thus, Kirishima had told Kaminari, Sero, and Ashido to carry on him without him and that he would see them all tomorrow. The three waved him goodbye as he raced out of the station and headed back to (Last Name)'s apartment complex to fetch his cellphone.

He was sure he left it on top of where you all put your dance clothes... resting right on top of his box. And so, with a wave to the doorman and being nearly out of breath after having sprinted back here... he was once more going up to the familiar penthouse.

To his surprise though, it appeared that after him and his three friends had left... you had not closed the grate yet. Had Bakugou not left yet? It had been over twenty minutes since practice ended... he should be gone if he was just changing.

He had a habit of changing last and not walking out with them. But Kirishima had always assumed it was because he didn't want to spend any more of his time with them. But as he entered the apartment and wandered to the studio, he could hear Bakugou's voice.

"I'm fucking ready."

"Are you sure?" You seemed to question him. "You've managed to catch Edna well the last week... but I might be different."

Edna? Who was Edna?

Kirishima was nearing room now, and as he peered in he saw something that could have given him an anxiety attack right there and then. You were standing on one end of the room and took off into a sprint toward Bakugou who was positioned with his arms out and knees bent.

You jumped towards him as if you were going down a waterslide headfirst. Kirishima's eyes widening as he felt his heart drop. Were you trying to hurt yourself? Lucky for both his heart and your body, Bakugou caught you with ease, moving you to the point where he had angled you.

You head toward the ground and your legs curling in the air. A few seconds passed and then suddenly a soft sputtering of giggles enveloped you. Your arms moving from the stance they were into attaching to Bakugou's neck as he twirled you back up, spinning you once, twice, trice as he let out a laugh of his own.

"We did it!" You cried, pressing into his chest. "Oh goodness, a week of work and we nailed it on the first try!"

"Hell yeah, we did! I told you I'd fucking catch you!"

It was obvious the pair of you had been working toward something and the happy, giddy, euphoric reaction was just a result of feeling like all this work had paid off. But from how you were hanging off Bakugou and how he was holding you up with ease and holding you close enough to support you with his frame... it looked as if the two of you were giving one another a rather affectionate hug.

The joy felt in both of your hearts was ended within a second though, as Bakugou's eyes caught onto a strange flash of red standing near the doorway to the studio. His eyes widening and him letting you slowly slide down onto the floor as he felt his chest tighten.

"Why the fuck are you here, shitty hair?!" Bakugou screamed, instantly red with rage and slight embarrassment to have been caught doing this before he was ready to tell anyone of what his side of the deal was.

"I- um... phone..." Kirishima blinked, pointing to his phone clearly sitting out on the open.

"Oh. Did you forget it?" You were obviously the calmest one here.