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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟖

Monday
Weather status: Cold, clear skies

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It was the end of the school day and you were in the music room erasing, and rewriting the choreograph in your note book.

"Ok..."

You in paused the music, and waited a few seconds before you moved.
You spun yourself around, and lifted up your hand as if someone else's where attacked to it. You then started to concenplated on weather you should spin back to Bakugou, or let go of him occupied hand and then wait glide back to his figure?

"Ahh, this is so confusing..."
You mutter.

"What are you even doing?"
You hear a voice ask.

You turn to see Bakugou placing his stuff by the door.

"Katsuki! Good! Ok look.."
You pause the music and walk over to him and grab his arm.

You unpause the music and wait for the correct time for you to start.
You then take his hand and start showing him the steps.

"But if you just spin me back in immediately it will seem too early, but if I wait to spin back into you, what will I do when I'm waiting? It will look like I'm just standing there."
You explain.

"But even if I stay extended and bring my hand up..."
You say as you bring his hand up to meet yours...."

"We then take a rotation...but look."
You say while fast forwarding a couple seconds.

"There will still be space between, this part and the next section of the song it's just- ugh."

"How about you spin twice."
He suggested.

"If I go outward- but if I change in direction- or extend my leg-"
He interrupts your muttering while pulling you into his chest.

"Look dumbass"
He replays the music and puts his hand on your waist.

"If I spin you forward...then backwards, then your extend your body. There's no time being wasted."

You take a second go process and think about what he just say when it hit you.

"Oh yeah! Yeah, that makes sense!"
You say while patting his chest, and rushing back to your notebook.

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You two spent 1 hour shorter reciting the finished routine, over and over again.

You paused the music and sat on the piano.
You sit there thinking, leaving Bakugou to get curious.

"Hey? What the hell are you doing?"
He asks.

"Hm..."
You debate.

He starts walking to the piano, getting angrier by the moment.

"HEY. We have to practice! What the hell are you-"

"Let's go get something to eat!"
You say while looking to his eyes.

"What-"
He says while stepping back.

"Come on! We can eat, while we talk about the uniform."
You explain.

You hope off of the piano walking out the door.

"It will basically be practice but we will just be working on something else. But it will still be good time being used."

"I'll be back. Don't go home yet."
You say in a stern tone as you walk out of the door heading to the locker room.

•••

You arrived back in the reserved space, with your school uniform on and your coat hanging over your hand.
You had come to see Bakugou in his uniform with his phone in his hand, and backpack on his back.

"Finally, let's go."

He walked past you walking out of the door.
You were surprised that he even considered going with you.
A small smile grew on your face as you turned on the balls of your feet to follow him right back out the door.

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You finally made it out of the giant entry doors while interrupting the silence.

"Should we go to that café that just opened up? It's only a couple blocks away."
You state while checking your phone.

"Whatever you like Y/n."
He says in a aggravated tone.

You look over to Bakugou with a light smile glued to your face as you too continued down the sidewalk in a comfortable silence.

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