Chapter 1 - He knows

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Bakugou's pov:
"Kacchan"~ I hear Deku saying. I'm scared out of my mind and I have no idea what he wants but it can't be good, it never is. "Kacchan~ come out, come out wherever you are"~ I start shaking. I'm that scared but then again, if I took his advice and jumped off the building, nobody would miss me, so why am I even scared any more? You would have thought being abused by my parents would have made me less afraid, well it didn't. I was still afraid of Deku and terrified of my parents. I hate having to go home because I just get beat time and time again till I run out of tears and my voice box feels like it's going to break from all the screaming. Even if I behave perfectly, they just make up some 'reason' I need to be punished for. I'm so lost in thought I didn't realise the cupboard door opened and a hand was reaching in. I see the hand too late as it grabs my ankle and pulls me out of the cupboard I was hiding in. I scream as I tumble out of the cupboard and unfortunately land on my face. I groan in pain as I slowly look up at Deku (aka, my number one bully and crush). I know it's weird I like my bully in a romantic way but he treats me the nicest out of all the students. Even though he hurts me, I feel like he never really tries to make it hurt? He just hits me, he doesn't put much force behind his blows which I'm really thankful for. The other students do their best to make it hurt.

"There you are Kacchan", I hear Deku say. He smirks a little as he says this and I begin to doubt my previous thoughts. "P-please d-dont hurt me", I whisper, whimpering a little, I really can't take another beating. I'm already too injured.

"Haha, not this time, pet, your parents rang me to ask why you were late. No clue how they got my phone number, I don't remember ever giving it to them" His eye twitches a little as he speaks and I flinch back. I was the one who gave them his number, I didn't want to but I know what would have happened if I had disobeyed them. "They asked me to bring you home as well'' he says.

"P-pet?" I ask, completely forgetting about going to my 'home' part. "Yeah, pet", he repeats again. I start to blush at the new nickname, I've always had a crush on Deku but I never told him, not like it would matter anyway, there's no way he would like me back. He would probably just tease me and call me a gay freak. I don't need him to hate me as well. Enough of the school already despises me.

"Aww are you blushing?"~ He takes a step towards me and crouches down, still with that same smirk on his face. "N-no!" I say, not meaning to raise my voice, not even a second later I realise what I did and instantly apologise again and again until he suddenly cuts me off. "Ah geez, you're so noisy, shut up" He waves his hand, clearly annoyed. "W-what?" I was completely shocked. Usually he likes it when I beg on the ground, it's a bit strange but it makes him happy so I guess I don't really care. "I said shut up! God, no wonder people pick on you if this is how you act when you haven't even been threatened or hurt", he says, raising his voice which makes me tremble in fear. I hate it when he yells. He sounds too similar to my parents. "Sor-" I barely stop myself from apologising again out of habit, watching as his eye twitches, clearly expecting me to say sorry again. "Whatever, this conversation is boring, let's just go, I don't have all day to waste" he says, looking at me with an unreadable expression as he stands up before grabbing me by my arm and attempting to yank me up.

"W-what are y-yo-'' I go to ask what he is doing because unless he's superman, I doubt he would be able to pick me up with just one arm, I know I don't eat much but I still weigh a decent amount. At least that's what I thought, clearly I was wrong as I feel my entire body being pulled off the ground and lifted up. His hands grab my hips to steady me before deciding it would just be quicker to carry me. He's not wrong but I can walk by myself. I don't need to be treated like a child. But before I could protest I yelped loudly as he picked me up bridal style. At this point I'm scared of what he could do to me if he had that sort of super, definitely non-human strength. I mean, he is muscular but I didn't think he was that strong. Maybe I'm just too weak, I don't have any friends to really know if this is normal or not.

I snap back to reality when I remember he's taking me to my 'home', I panic and frantically try to get out of his hold. I won't be taken back to that hell hole, even if he hurts me, I just can't. "P-put me down, now" I manage to say with a decent level of courage to it. "Huh? Why?" He looks confused but says it in a teasing tone, normally I would have blushed but I'm already struggling to breathe just from the thought of that place. "Uh, just b-because!" I stare up at him, praying that he can't see the pure panic and terror most likely evident in my eyes. "Why Kacchan? Your acting really weird, in fact, you've been acting really weird all day, is there something you don't want me to know?" My heart almost stops as panic fills my body, I start trying to think of a decent excuse but ultimately come up with nothing but lame and unbelievable reasons. There's no way he would accept 'I just don't wanna go home', that's not a normal thing. I look around the room in hopes of finding a quick escape route I might be able to get to if I put all my remaining strength into it, but the only exit and entry to this classroom is the main door, there isn't even a fire escape. There's nothing in this room I would be able to use, so I slowly turn my head to look back at Deku, finding that he's already staring intently at me with a cold glare.
"Your silence speaks volumes, Kacchan".

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