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Kacchako teacher!student AU
I had loads of fun writing this so I hope you like it~
Bakugo replayed the events of last night in his head for the hundredth time to come up with a rational explanation for the situation he was in right now.
Yes, the great Bakugo Katsuki was standing infront of a remote dance studio located on the outskirts of the city and was questioning his life choices. He groaned loudly and cursed under his breath.
Damn Kirishima and his stupid bet.
He quietly opened the door to reveal a dimly lit but very spacious room. The drapes were drawn over most of the windows and room smelled fresh and clean. With the help of the minimal light coming from one end of the room he could make out the figure of a woman who seemed to be opening the curtains. She was a little shorter than him and had waist-long brown hair. The room was pretty much empty except for the two of them. Bakugo moved closer to her and coughed to make his appearance more noticeable.
"Uh, Welco-" The girl turned around to greet him but her words got caught in her throat,
"Bakugo-kun?"
And although he had not seen her in almost ten years, Bakugo recognized Uraraka almost immediately.
Yes it was the same Uraraka who had moved away to her hometown during their third year of high-school, the Uraraka who had a big-ass crush on Deku, the Uraraka who had tried her level-best to beat him in a relay race at the sports festivals.
It was same Uraraka who he might've even liked back in high-school but he had never admitted it to himself or to anyone else.
"The fuck are you doing here?" Bakugo asked her in his usual Bakugo-way.
"That was mean! I work here." She placed her hands on her waist and pouted in the most adorable way
Katsuki groaned loudly. He had chosen this dance academy in order to avoid running into anyone he knew but so much for all that preparation. First he loses a bet to Kirishima and ends up having to learn ballroom dancing and now this. His life just couldn't get any better.
Uraraka's frown faded away and was replaced with a surprised expression once again. She moved towards him and tried to touch him in order to make sure he was real and that she was not hallucinating or anything.
"What the fuck! What are you doing?" He backed away and looked at her suspiciously.
"Ah…it's just that…I'm so happy to see you, I thought I was dreaming….haha…" Uraraka laughed embarrassingly and averted her eyes from him, "I moved back here last month but I don't really know anyone. So it was nice seeing someone I know." She smiled back at him nervously.
They just stayed like that awkwardly for a good two minutes until Uraraka broke the ice once again because Bakugo didn't know how keep up a conversation like a normal person.
"Are you here to learn dancing?" She asked.
"You think I can't dance? Don't belittle me!" Bakugo flared up at her.
"Man, you're still the same aren't you… then why are you here?" Uraraka pouted once again. She tucked a stray hair behind her ear and looked at him expecting an answer.
"Yeah! So I am here dance? Is there anything wrong with that?" Bakugo made his signature angry face and glared at her.
Uraraka placed her hands over her mouth and giggled a little. It amused her to see him act like this since most of the time he had attitude that read I-am-the-best-freaking-thing-out-there.
"The fuck are you laughing at?!"
"Nothing… If you're here to dance then that means I'm your teacher. I heard there was someone new coming in today." Uraraka grinned back him
Yup, Bakugo's day just wasn't going the way he planned to.
"For fuck's sake…" Bakugo rolled his eyes obnoxiously and looked the other side.
"You can place your things over there, I'll finish preparing." Uraraka pointed towards one corner of the room and ran back to complete her task.
He went around the ballroom and set his bag and jacket down on the floor. He took a deep breath inorder to clear his mind so that he wouldn't up destroying everything in his sight. A little while later Uraraka called out to him and he made his way to the middle of the dance floor.
"I'll start with your form…" Uraraka began inspecting him only to stop after a few seconds because the man already looked like a professional dancer. He had the perfect height. His shoulders were broad. His back was straight and he stood tall. She blinked a few times until remembering the he excelled at every kind of sports back in high-school so ofcourse he had he had a perfect figure..
She returned back to her positions and looked straight into his eyes with a determined expression on her face. She took his right hand and placed it onto her waist and asked him to hold her other hand in his.
"Okay, now pull me a little closer…" Uraraka instructed and Bakugo did what she asked but little too strongly and she ended up bumping her nose into his chest. She let out the cutest yelp and regained her composer. She let out a nervous laugh and while Katsuki still had a scowl on his face.
Uraraka started moving her feet and asked him to follow her steps. They kept moving back and forth for awhile like this but Bakugo started stepping on her toes. Uraraka let it go on for awhile until she finally had enough.
"Bakugo-kun! You've stepped over my feet like five times already."
"What? No I didn't." He looked down at his feet.
"You did!" Uraraka stuck out her tongue at him and folded her arms over her chest.
"Argh! Just get back to dancing." Katsuki stepped towards her but she backed away.
"No way! Not until you apologize." Uraraka looked away.
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
Uraraka shook her head comically.
"Fucking great! I didn't wanna do this stupid dance thing anyways and where the fuck are all your other students?" Bakugo demanded irately.
Uraraka flinched as if she had been caught and tried to avoid his gaze.
"The academy is not open today…hehe." She let out a nervous laughter and scratched the back of head.
Bakugo looked at her as if she was playing a joke on her. It took him some time to register the fact that she had been playing with him uptill now and the academy was off that day.
"Fuck this shit!" Bakugo angrily stomped off to get his belongings and went to towards the door.
"Bakugo-kun wait… I want to meet everyone else." Uraraka caught up after him and grabbed his jacket to stop him from going out.
"You really are a piece of work aren't you?!" Bakugo snapped back at her while she just smiled goofily.
It was one thing that she had made a complete fool out him but she even had the nerve to grab him so freely. It would kill him to let her get an upper hand over him but he judged it was no use arguing with her anymore since she already did (much to his annoyance). He asked for her phone and after a few second to typing, he showed the screen to her.
"This is Deku's number; He'll play friends with you." He opened the door once again.
"What about yours?" Uraraka took her phone back into her hands and looked at him expectantly.
"Stop getting on my nerves Round-face." He snatched the phone and fed his number into it.
"Round-face? You can't talk to your teacher like that you know." She faked an annoyed expression.
Bakugo rolled-his eyes once again and went out of the door. He was about to go down the stairs when he heard her shout something from behind.
"See you tomorrow Bakugo-kun!" She waved frantically and gave him a big grin.
And Bakugo decided and in order to save his dignity he'd have to play an even bigger hand at her.
"You're gonna regret this, round-face!"
Dance classes might not be so boring after all.
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