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

Hanker Sore

Ch.21 - Hanker Sore

The rays of sunlight poured in from the closed curtain above him. The feeling of warmth on him and how this wasn't the usual sleeping position he was in making him come out of his sleepy state quicker than usual.

Bakugou cracked a single carmine hue opened and saw that he wasn't in his bedroom, let alone his own house. In fact, he was still at your apartment it appeared. Memories from last night's movie night played through his head.

He vaguely recalled them watching a horror movie... or four and then around 1 am the majority of them needing a comedy to get rid of the creepy feeling that the marathon of horror had created.

He remembered the time being near three am when he finally said 'fuck it' and passed out on the couch. Now waking up, he wished his tired brain had stuck with it more seeing as he was still surrounded by classmates on a Sunday morning.

The came the realization that someone was gently sleeping on him. Your head gently resting on his shoulder and your soft breathing making his skin tingle every so often. Bakugou gulped, feeling his cheeks hot and more than likely red.

His muscles filled with adrenaline and he was ready to move and leave you to wake up as he did so. But... he couldn't move. Some other part of him having latched on tightly to the control center of his brain and was not letting him move you or even tear his gaze away from your sleepy face.

What the hell was wrong with him!?

It was only when he heard the sounds of someone yawning and another groaning that he reacted. The reaction being to close his eyes like an idiot and pretend to still be asleep. What the hell? What was he, five?

By some miracle, you actually woke up and moved off of him. He opened his eyes again to see you rubbing your own and yawning. By now it appeared the sunlight pouring in had woken everyone up.

"Man... what time is it?" Kamianari yawned.

"10 in the morning." Jirou told him as she checked her phone.

As everyone slowly got up and packed, as well as splitting the numerous leftovers among each other, they bid their goodbyes soon enough one by one. Iida and Yao-Momo making sure to get out of your home the quickest and leaving the Bakusquad to take breakfast from you before they left as well.

You sighed, looking to see an empty and thankfully cleaned kitchen and living room along with one more person. And with each classmate taking some pizza home with them, you also would not have wasted any food and could at least finish off what you had left thankfully.

Plus... leftovers were always rather nice.

"Bakugou?" You blinked. "Are you not going home?"

"We have to practice at least once this weekend... might as well be now since I'm here." He shrugged, seeming to be in deep thought and battle with himself about something else.

You nodded to him, already starting to head towards the studio and change into your practicing attire. All the while Bakugou was trying to figure out what was wrong with him... and why his heart had not ceased its rapid beating since he woke up... especially when his eyes landed upon you.

Maybe a little distraction would be good for him... maybe it would even clear something up about you that he was thus far unable to place. But then again... seeing as he was still a newbie at this ballet stuff... he couldn't be sure... nor could he be sure that this wasn't him catching a cold.

He'd figure it out... he always did. It would just bother him to hell until he did.

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"You're doing great. Now lean me to the left and lessen your hold on your right hand so I can turn."