Undercover 2 (DekuBaku)

Twenty

A/N    ⚠️ WARNING! ⚠️
So I was editing and I now feel the need to remind all of my readers that this story is heartbreaking; there is PTSD, anxiety, depression, violence, slight OCD as well as others but a LOT of homophobia. There will be slurs and derogatory comments and actions. Please steel yourself for these.

Remember you are LOVED, and even if nowhere else you are accepted here or any of my stories for that matter. The pain you feel, daily, in the past or the future is NOT inconsequential nor is it a laughing matter. YOU ARE LOVED! I understand. The world is so full of hate and misunderstandings it is just painful but please know in your heart that there is light, beauty and love here too.

I'm sorry I took up so much of your time. Your feelings are VALID and anyone who says different can go choke on their spit.
Back to the story! 🏳️‍🌈

Bakugo's POV
It was actually truly mind blowing to listen to Spinner talk about me and the ways that he thought I needed to improve, some were just dumb but others... Well I will have to look into it. One was getting sleepy and didn't bother to hide his yawns before snuggling into me and snoozing softly, now that I think about it I'm exhausted. How long have we just been standing here in front of the door?

I try to stifle a yawn but fail and Three had even leaned her head against Spinner earning some very hateful looks from Sato. Oh yeah this guy had it bad and Spinner was oblivious to it all.

"That's right you were all needing rooms!" Spinner grinned his scaly mouth and showed all his teeth but for some reason it didn't seem scary or disturbing in the least. "Is there anything in particular you need for your room?"

"We like to be near the ground, we don't like open areas. Last time they gave us a room close to the control room but when the hideout was attacked that seemed to be where all the heroes were coming from. So we don't want to be anywhere near it again," I yawned this time snuggling into One's soft hair inhaling his calming sugar sweet scent. "They said they couldn't give us a room in the basement but they never said why."

"Well the basement is usually kept for those who have an earth related quirk but most of them were taken away during the raid so it shouldn't be a problem. I still don't know why they all wanted to be in that hideout anyway. Something about the earth being sweet?" Spinner shook his head but he turned to leave motioning for us to follow.

"So tell me why did you go with the names One and Two?" Spinner asked as we walked. I hesitated but decided to answer anyway considering he was a Stain fanboy it should be safe enough.

"We wanted to be heroes but..." I left it unfinished but didn't fail to notice the interest in Spinner's eyes. "Well for some reason drugging your opponent is considered villainess. We don't really do any crimes, we don't steal or hurt innocent people. We do however torture villains to find out why they do something. And we have killed villains but never innocent." I tell him shifting my grip on One who's purrs had changed to show he wasn't comfortable anymore, even in his sleep he was so perfect.

"So instead of being the number one and two heroes we decided to become One and Two, the villains' worst nightmares," I grin at him and see Three shiver at my words. I know for a fact that we are Pain's worst nightmares.

"I kind of like that, you're like a hero that even the heroes should respect," he smiled back at me. "I can respect that. Here let me go into the control room and grab the keys and you can pick the room you like." Spinner went into the control room and from the door I could see that it was set up just like the other all the way to what kind of computers they were using. Just great. I looked at Three who nodded and followed Spinner inside.

It only took a minute, maybe less but I was leaning against a wall and was starting to doze off One's arms still around me. When I felt someone tap on my shoulder and One and I snarl and One grabbed the person while I started ranting, "Fucking Toga how many times do I-" I cut myself off when I remember. One released Spinner and climbed back in my arms. "Sorry." I looked away, not willing to acknowledge what just happened.