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Thanks to some kind of miracle, they could find the class’ meeting place and arrive at last minute. Bakugou felt Kirishima fidget beside him as Iida gave them a piece of his mind, but the blonde couldn’t care less. They arrived in time and that was the thing that mattered. He had no idea why Glasses had to make so big of a deal about it.
”Iida-kun, I think they get it,” Deku said with a drop of sweat on his forehead, trying to stop Glasses in his rambling.
”But Midoiya-”
”SHUT THE HELL UP ARLEADY, GLASSES! WE ARE NOT STUPID!” Bakugou jelled, being fed up with Iida’s shit.
He saw Kirishima face palm from the corner of his eye, but didn’t comment about it, only stormed away towards the ballroom – at least towards where he hoped the room was.
”Bro, wait a minute!” Kirishima and Kaminari yelled in union, darting after the blonde to save him from getting lost again.
”They are so troublesome,” Jirou sighed, making the other girls laugh.
In the end, they reached the room. All Might’d already finished his speech, which made Deku said, but Bakugou didn’t feel bothered about it. Yes, he loved All Might just as much as the nerd did, but he’d always found speeches long on unnecessary.
”I’ll be there,” he said to Kirishima, nodding his head towards the table where the food was. The redhead said that he would follow him shortly, only needs a little time with Pikachu to look around the room.
”Shall we dance?” Were the last words he heard before leaving the group and when he turned back towards them, he saw Ponytail and IcyHot on the dance floor.
He was surprised that they could escape from the press, but disturbed a the same time because of the fact how fucking perfect those two looked together. Ponytail had a small smile on her lips, while – and he was sure that he saw it right – IcyHot was fucking blushing! Bakugou quickly looked away from them – that much fluffy made him want to gag.
As he ran his eyes through the room, he caught Deku dancing with the chick he’d met on the island. At firs, he was surprised why he didn’t dance with Cheeks, but when he realized what he was thinking about, he quickly shook his head and looked away from them as well. He had nothing to do with who was Deku’s partner after all!
Almost half an hour had passed and Bakugou was bored out of his mind. Shitty Hair still hadn’t come back, and that lovey-dovey atmosphere ruined his appetite. He was about to return to their room, when Cheek was in front of him out of the blue. Bakugou stepped two steps back in surprise.
”Why aren’t you dancing?” The girl asked and Bakugou growled.
”Why aren’t you dancing?” He asked back and a smug expression appeared on Uraraka’s face.
”Already had with Iida-kun,” she informed him and Bakugou felt his stomach knotting in anger.
”It’s stupid waste of time,” he answered tote question and from the girl’s expression he could tell that she took none of that.
”C’mon! It’ll be fun!” She said and pulled him on the dance floor without any warning.
It was such a sudden action Katsuki didn’t know what to do at first. A few seconds later, however, he wrapped his arm around the girl’s waist, pulling her closer.
’Fuck! She looks fuckin’ beautiful,’ he thought, taking in the view of Uraraka in formal wear for the first time at that night.
Under his gaze, the girl felt herself blushing. When she pulled him with her, she didn’t expect being examined with such a passionate gaze. She averted her eyes in embarrassment and heard her partner snicker.
”Stop being an asshole!” She snapped at him, looking back at the boy with narrowed eyes.
”Then stop being looking so teasable.” Came the answer with Bakugou still grinning.
Neither of them was aware of the several pictures being taken in the meantime.