Villainous Love {Bakugou x reader}

2. Meeting The Hostage

Three days after the kidnapping

    What will he be like? Scared? Sad? Angry? I'm hoping scared. Maybe he's cute! I can't wait! I finally get to meet him! I skip down the hall to the hostage's room. Shigaraki is at the door waiting for me. Once I am at the door, Shigaraki gives me a small lecture on how to approach him and not to kill him. He tells me my whole point of going in is to heal his wounds.

    Shigaraki opens the door and allows me in. He doesn't come in with me and close the door as soon as I'm in the room. I look around at the room. There's an old, dusty dresser in the corner, and an ugly bed in between two walls. On that bed, sits the ashy blonde boy staring at me intensely. His hands are chained to the bed frame and his feet are free, crossed.

    He looks really strong, with muscles and everything. Damn. I wouldn't hate touching those. I shake my head to rid the thoughts that make me smirk. I walk over to him and he starts squirming and trying to get away. I roll my eyes at his struggling. I take off the mouth cover that stops him from talking.

    "YOU BASTARD! LET ME GO!" the boy starts yelling as soon as it's off. He's fuming with anger. I shish my hand in front of his face, activating my quirk and making him unable to talk.

    "Calm down. I'm just here to fix up your wounds idiot. Now if you'll be nice I'll let you talk for a bit. If not, you don't get to talk. Deal?" I say sitting on the edge of the bed. He nods slowly and I release my quirk and he stays quiet. "Good boy." That didn't help his anger.

    "I'M NOT A DAMN DOG YOU EXTRA!" I activate my quirk again and he shuts up. I sigh deeply and put on a sarcastic disappointed face.

    "What did I just say?" Starting calm, "Nice words only dumbass! That, or I'm not healing your wounds!" I shout at him, making him sit back and pout. I deactivate my quirk once again. He stays silent once again and I grin in satisfaction.

    I start to use my quirk to fix up his wounds by waving my hand over the places that are injured. I close my eyes in concentration and knit my eyebrows together.

    "Why are you healing my wounds? That will just make it easier for me to escape." He says as I'm tending to a cut on his arm. I open my eyes and look at him.

    "Well, we like to make sure our hostages are comfortable. That is if we don't intend on killing them. So take this as a good sign. Besides, you wouldn't be able to get out. Not with me around." I answer moving to the next cut on his other arm.

    "That's stupid. I could take you down easily," he scoffs looking away at the boarded-up window. I chuckle at his confidence and he snaps his head back to me. "What? Don't think I can?"

    "Actually yeah. Do you know what my quirk is?" I ask and he shakes his head. "Body manipulation. Meaning, I can make your body do whatever I want. Like how I made you shut up, and made you fall asleep when you first came here. I can make you feel a tremendous amount of pain, but the same goes for pleasure." I smirk at my last comment. I look up at his face to see him red and all heated. "As you can see I can heal. Long story short I can do a lot of things."

    "So why didn't you kidnap me if you could easily do it by yourself?" He asks.

    "That's what I said!" I say, "lift up your shirt," I add quickly and he looks at me shocked and concerned.

    "Hell no," he says pushing my hand away.

    "I have to heal your wound! Now lift up your shirt!" I push my hand back over to him and lift up his shirt myself. He stiffens and I can tell he has stopped breathing. He's got abs for days. Damn. I hover my hand over the big cut he has and it starts healing. The skin starts pulling back together and the dried blood fades away.

    "Anyway as I was saying, I couldn't go because I'm grounded." I admit putting his shirt back over his chest. He finally lets out a breath since he wasn't before. He soon looks shocked at my answer and I sigh. "Yes, even villains have parents and rules. I accidentally killed some guy in our last mission. Ruining the whole thing."

    "So you have parents? Who?" He asks with a puzzled face.

    "Warp Gate, you know the black dusty looking guy. I don't have a mom though." I answer while I move to his bruised legs.

    "Must suck. Being here with all these extras," he grumbles. I giggle at him and shake my head.

    "Yeah, it does. Being the youngest sucks ass. How old are you?" I ask, finishing his last wound.

    "16," He says blankly. My eyes widen and my lips curve into a smile. "What?"

    "I'm 16 too!" I say thrilled. I bounce on the bed a bit with excitement. "I haven't had any friends the same age as me! This is so cool! Come to think of it, I haven't even met someone my own age." I say putting my finger on my chin and look like I'm thinking.

"How is that possible? You didn't go to school?" He asks harshly.

"Nope! Homeschooled since day one," I say holding up one finger. He scoffs and looks away.

"You're annoying." He mumbles. I shrug it off as I get up. I put the mouth cover back over his mouth and walk over to the door. I put my hand on the handle before turning back to him.

"Well, see you tomorrow!" I cheerfully said turning the knob. I walk out and close the door behind me.

I skip over to the living area and see Dabi, Twice, Shigaraki and Toga talking amongst themselves. Their attention is drawn to me as I walk in. I sit on the musty couch next to Toga.

"How did it go?" Shigaraki asks. I smile at him and shrug my shoulders.

"Good. All healed and seemed calm when I left." I answer. They all look surprised at my explanation. "What?"

"You got him to calm down? He's been screaming and trying to get out for the past three days." Shigaraki explained. "What did you do?"

"I just had a light conversation with him. I took off that mouth cover thing. It took him a while to understand that he couldn't scream but he calmed down after a bit. Why is that weird?" I explain. Shigaraki looks slightly mad at me. "Did I do something wrong? I just have him a break from that thing."

"God, you useless kid." He grunts. He stands up and walks out.

"I don't see the big deal. It's not like I told him anything important." I stand up as well and walk over to my room.

I lay on my bed and stare at the ceiling. Tomorrow I'm supposed to use my quirk to torture the hell out of him. I'm not sure why, but that's my job. I'm never told the meaning behind things. It's so annoying.

Shigaraki is such a pain sometimes. I have to torture that boy and then what? I don't know. I don't dare to ask, it'll just get me in trouble.