![]() You heard something falling on the ground and your eyes snapped open. Then, his lips opened in a wide, satisfied grin and his red eyes glinted. Katsuki tilted his head, thinking thoughtfully about the compromise. “Yeah, sure.” As you saw him on the verge of exploding, you added, “What if, every time I want to dance, I’ll tell you and you can stay here?” “I’m not jealous,” he hissed through gritted teeth, but you laughed it off and pinched his cheek. “I love dancing and this room is perfect, I’m not stopping, you jealous dork.”īakugou tightened his arms around you and scowled. You pulled back to look him in the eyes, arching an eyebrow. “I am not,” he argued, “And stop practicing here, anybody could enter.” He playfully bit the skin of your neck, making you jolt. ![]() “Yeah, you’re fucking good and you know it,” he rumbled, hiding in the crook of your shoulder, as you patted his head. With a sudden move, he seized your wrist and pulled you down you stumbled in his arms laughing. “Am I good enough?” You taunted the blond, who moved the hands away from the face. Your red stilettos stopped in front of him with a sound “click”. The music stopped, silence filled the room as you waited for a reaction, anything.īakugou blinked back to consciousness and, growling, he covered his eyes with both hands you giggled and stood up, bouncing towards him. On the last beat, you dropped to your knees with your legs splayed and the hands tangled in your hair. When he noticed you smirking at him, he covered his mouth with the back of the hand and glared. One of the best things about being with Katsuki was that, when you had his attention, it felt like you were the only one in the whole world. You could see the way his Adam’s apple bobbed, how he licked his lips, tapping impatiently his fingers on the knees as he followed every movement of your body. “I can’t believe you can fucking move like that with that things on…” A low grumble. You continued dancing, varying from giving him your back or dancing in front of me but, be it through a reflection or directly, you never broke your gaze away. Bakugou, red until the point of the ears, entered again and closed it behind him he seated down on the floor, red eyes eating your body. You slid to the side, heels hitting the floor rhythmically. You could hear small explosions and curse words. You felt free, you felt good and you knew how you looked from the outside. You’d have felt embarrassed in any other moment, but you were dancing. His eyes went wide as you drew a circle with your hips, hands high in the air. The door suddenly opened and you caught the reflection of a sweaty Katsuki in the mirror. It’d always helped to boost your confidence and take your mind off things.Īnd there you were, “High Heels” by JoJo filling the hair as you slid on the floor with your high heels on. It was near the gym and, since nobody used it, you’d decided to make it your hideout for when you wanted to dance freely. As soon as a song started, your body would move on his own, flowing along the rhythm you had even taken lessons in the past.Īfter entering the hero course, you’d had less and less time to practice, but there was a room in the dormitory nearly empty and with an enormous mirror. I changed his reaction this time, maybe they’re at the beginning of the relationship…And Deku is just too cute, but I imagined the relationship being in a more advanced phase.īakugou, Midoriya x Reader Dancing To “High Heels” (JoJo), Fluff, Blushing Boys, Slice of Life Attempt at describing someone dancing ![]() I already wrote once a scenario about Bakugou finding hid girlfriend dancing, but I love this boy too much to not write for him again. Hi dear! Such a nice ask, I’ve discovered a new addictive song! Thank you so much! ![]()
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