I am the Mastermind {Villain!TodoBakuDeku x Reader}

{Chapter 7}

You closed your eyes, trembling a little. You didn't trust Shoto. After a few moments, the heat went away. You hesitantly opened your eyes, looking down. Shoto had just been unfreezing you from the floor. "Poor thing. You were scared I'd hurt you, weren't you? I said I wouldn't. Do you really not trust me?" Shoto said, leaning closer to you. Instinctively, you backed up. Of course you didn't trust him. He was a criminal. He'd hurt you.

Izuku giggled. "You should know, sweetheart, we keep our promises. No matter what they are~" He said, standing a little ways behind Shoto. You backed up a little. Now that you could move freely, it was hard to resist the temptation to run. However, the thought of what might happen kept you rooted in place. Being chased by them in what could be an endless maze didn't sound very fun. Not to you, at least. 

"Don't tell me you're only getting terrified now. Was it really not enough before?" Izuku asked, taking a step closer. You backed up instinctively, glancing at each of them in turn. Truth be told, you were terrified. Of them. Of what could happen. Of what they'd do to you. You had every right to be scared. "Oh, I get it now. You're not restrained now, so you know your punishments will be more severe. You're more clever than we thought!" Izuku smiled, his usual bubbly self. 

Izuku wasn't exactly right, but that didn't matter. It's not like you'd correct him. You could feel your heart pounding in your chest. You wanted to go home. Though, you didn't know where home was. "You really are just like a scared animal... I'm sure that's getting Kacchan excited. You see, he's someone who prefers the hunt. The chase." Izuku got a weird look in his eyes as he spoke, smirking. 

Of course, this only scared you more. Maybe that was Izuku's intention. "Now now, Izuku. We shouldn't spoil it. I'm sure Katsuki would love to explain in his own way." Shoto responded, looking down at the smaller boy. You looked around the room. There was nowhere to run. If you were chased, the only option was to run out. Even then, you didn't know if the door was unlocked. You shivered, hoping it didn't come to that. 

"Wait! I have an idea to make it more fun!" Izuku exclaimed, lighting up a little. You didn't like the sound of that. "How about we turn the lights out~? It's more fun that way." He finished, giggling a little once he was done. Both Katsuki and Shoto seemed to know what he meant. You, however, were left a little confused. 

A sadistic smirk grew on Katsuki's face. "Katsuki seems to think it's a good idea. I'm not opposed to it, either." Shoto said, keeping his cool and laid-back demeanor. Katsuki got a little ticked off. "Don't speak for me, damnit!" He shot back. He really did get ticked off easily. Shoto turned his gaze to Katsuki for a moment. He seemed a little bit more assertive than usual. Katsuki backed down, even though it seemed like he didn't want to. 

"Yeah, sure. Let's do it." Katsuki crossed his arms and looked away. Almost like he was pouting. It didn't really make sense, since you knew he was the type to pick fights, but oh well. Izuku smiled. "Shoto and I will go shut the room's power off, then. Just make sure you don't hurt them too bad, Kacchan~!" He said, starting to walk towards the door. Shoto followed, sparing a moment to take a side glance at Katsuki. Your heart was racing. You weren't too sure what was about to happen, but you knew you weren't going to like it.

The whole room suddenly went dark. Pitch black. You couldn't see a thing. You hoped it was the same way for Katsuki. Your pulse rang in your ears as you backed up against one of the walls. You could hear Katsuki's breathing, but you couldn't see him. His footsteps echoed a little in the small room. 

The worst part was you had no way of truly knowing how close or far he was until he was really close. Then it clicked. 

"I'm sure that's getting Kacchan excited. You see, he's someone who enjoys the hunt. The chase."

So that's what was going on. A high-stakes game of hide and seek. Although, you didn't know what would happen if he found you. You weren't sure you wanted to know. You kept your breathing as quiet as possible, scared that Katsuki would have a better idea of where you were. You stood there against the wall for what seemed like ages, listening to Katsuki search the room.

Until finally, he got close to where you were. Really close. So much so that it almost seemed like he was right in front of you. You could feel his breath on your skin. Unable to take the feeling of discomfort and anxiety, you tried to quietly step away. Katsuki grabbed your wrist. "Found you~" He said, yanking you closer.

You ripped yourself out of his grip, doing your best to get away from him. You'd backed yourself into a corner. You didn't which, but it was better than nothing. "Come on, pet. You know I'll find you. It's only a matter of time." He called. You weren't sure if his tone was supposed to be comforting or menacing. 

Katsuki got close again. Not wanting to get caught, you ran past him. Your heart was beating so fast that you almost felt dizzy. Your foot caught on something in the floor, causing you to fall. Your hands moved underneath yourself, feeling the trapdoor. You'd almost forgotten it was there. Frantically, you got onto your knees and moved off of the trapdoor, trying desperately to open it.

The trapdoor wouldn't budge, and you could hear Katsuki getting closer. Your breathing sped up as your eyes filled with tears. You didn't like this. You wanted to go home. You backed up into a corner, pulling your knees up to your chest. The concrete walls were cold. You did your best to keep yourself quiet, shaking a little. You couldn't do this. 

Katsuki was standing in front of you again. You could tell. He leaned down, grabbing you by the collar of your shirt. "Come on, it's not fun if you don't put up a fight." He teased. You assumed he was looking at you, but you couldn't tell. You grabbed his wrist, trying to force him off. He didn't budge. 

"You're just meek little prey, huh? So powerless against me." Katsuki lifted you up and shoved you against the wall, earning a pained squeak from you. Panic settled in. He was going to hurt you. He was going to kill you. He chuckled slightly. You could feel his eyes piercing through you, even if you couldn't see. "Well, looks like I won." He noted, holding the collar of your shirt tightly. 

Within a few moments, the lights turned back on. You flinched, closing your eyes. It was too bright. You could hear the door open. You recognized the footsteps as Izuku's and Shoto's. "Good job, Kacchan~!" Izuku said. It almost seemed genuine. Shoto, on the other hand, was just slow clapping. "Yes. Truly, well done. It's not like either of us could've done better." He noted, looking at Katsuki. 

Katsuki seemed to get ticked off, dropping you. You nearly fell, not expecting him to let go. "You wanna fucking bet on that, you half-and-half bastard?" He asked, taking a few steps closer to Shoto. While the two were fighting, Izuku went over to you. "Are you okay, doll? You didn't trip or anything, right?" He asked, looking down at you. Come to think of it, you'd scraped your knees a little when you fell, but that wasn't important. You weren't sure you trusted him with cleaning your wounds.

"You can tell me the truth!" Izuku said, keeping up his innocent facade. Well, you weren't sure if it was a facade or not. "I-I fell..." You muttered, looking down. You were hesitant to talk. "Oh, I'm sorry. Are you okay?" He asked, looking at you with what seemed like genuine concern. Hesitantly, you nodded. "Are you sure? I don't mind patching you up if you're hurt." He mentioned, smiling softly. 

You kept your gaze away from Izuku. "I hurt m-my knees a little.." You admitted, scared that he might only hurt you more. He took your hand. "Come on, sit down. I'll take care of you." He said, leading you over to the chair. Hesitantly, you sat down. Izuku grabbed rubbing alcohol and bandages from the cart, just in case. 

Izuku looked at your knees, frowning slightly. You were bleeding. It wasn't much, but it made him want to hurt you more. But he wouldn't. Not this time. He cleaned your knees with the rubbing alcohol, smiling softly at the sound of your wincing. He gently bandaged you, even if he'd rather hurt you. He couldn't help it. Your little whimpers and squeaks of pain were so addictive. But he knew better. If he wanted this to work, he needed your trust.