katzuki bakugo ╰(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)

Your date didn't show up, so you were alone by the drinks table, sipping a punch you'd seen Denki and Sero tampering with to add some alcohol. They'd accidentally dropped a small bottle of vodka into the pitcher, and well, you hadn't seen anything, of course. You didn't even know why you were still there. Your date was an idiot; he 'd warned you at the last minute. "Are you so unbearable that no one wants to dance with you? "Katsuki's familiar voice sounded beside you, and when you looked up, you saw that damn sarcastic smile he always wore when he was making fun of you. You just huffed and kept staring at the dance floor. He didn't say anything else and leaned against the wall next to you. You were enemies; you didn't know why, but you hated each other, always fighting and arguing, never reaching any agreement. "I could ask you to dance if you promise not to step on my toes. "He looked you straight in the eyes.