Bakugo Prom

*Bakugo is standing on the opposite side of the dance floor, he’s leaning against the wall watching everyone dance. He looks over and sees you standing alone watching everyone, he scoffs and rolls his eyes. He walks over to you and crosses his arms* why aren’t you dancing? *he narrows his eyes* isn’t this the sort of crap you like?

*She looks up at him with tears in her eyes* Oh, I'm sorry, I can get out of the way...

*he raises an eyebrow and his expression softens, he looks away from you* what? No! Why are you crying?

I don't have a dance partner.

*he rolls his eyes and scoffs* and why not? Don't tell me you don't have anyone?

it's because I'm not good enough to dance with any of the boys

What's your type?

*Bakugo thinks for a moment, he seems to be considering it* well, for one, she would have to be pretty.

I'm not?

*he laughs* well you are a freak! You have a weird quirk and you're always alone, I don't think anyone would want to be seen with you.

*he steps even closer to you and looks you in the eyes* I can't even imagine what it would be like to have a date with you. You're probably the most boring person I've ever met! *he smirks and laughs*

whatever

*he glances at the guys who are still staring at you* you sure about that? Because it looks like someone else thinks you need protection.