PITY PARTY 𖤐 YANDERE BNHA

⌗ ☣︎ || bakugo katsuki [part 1]

title : escape
date : 25 march 2023
edited : n/a
word count : 787

note : i did orginally wrote this on tumblr where my drafts consist of using 'you' instead of 'i'.

note 2 : this is a platonic relationship, bakugo in this is a pro hero and the reader is a teenager. again, platonic.

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After saving you from the hands of a villain that had already killed your parents, Bakugo felt the need to take you under his wing and care for you like his own. At least, that's what you believed at the start.

You soon realised that wasn't the case, after snooping around the house, you'd come across some files about you that contained information like your home before, your deceased parents, other relatives, school etc etc. You got to the back of the file that went into detail of a plan for adoption.

Your parents hadn't been killed by villain, well, they had but it wasn't under the circumstances he had told you. He had been the one to organise the whole attack, he had had contact with the villain and had ordered them to kill your family and in return, he'd make sure the villain was never captured.

He, of course, detained the villain afterwards, decieving both parties, making you believe that you were one hundred percent safe with him. It was all lies. The whole lot of it.

You didn't want him to know you knew about this, instead you would continue to keep up the act of 'his perfect child' all while formulating a plan to escape the clutches of your kidnapper.

It wouldn't be easy, being one of the top three pro heroes, he had connections far and wide, as he often boasted about, and seeing that file only opened your eyes the vast amount that was bigger than you'd thought. If you were going to escape, you'd have to think deeply about it, you would probably have to change your whole identity afterwards asap.

Bakugo came home from his day of hero work, covered in dirt and grime from defeating multiple villains with his messy strategies. He headed straight for a shower like normal before coming to find you, where you sat on your bed, listening to music as you studied. The usual thing he'd find you doing.

Knowing what you knew now, you'd started to piece together all his 'odd' behaviours that originally seemed innocent. He wasn't just checking up on you, he was making sure you were still in the house. All the parental locks, checks and tracker on your phone weren't him being strict, it was making sure you weren't digging deep into anything, and so that he had your location whenever and forever.

“[name]! Come down and eat!” His gruff voice called from the kitchen, he'd probably ordered a take away, being too tired from hero work to actually bother cooking. Your assumption was correct when you saw a dominoes pizza box on the table and pizza slices layed out on plates for the two of you with a glass of vanilla coke.

“Thanks.” You said, sitting down at the table and digging into your food. “How was your hero work?” You asked, making light conversation as to not seem suspicious.

“The regular, kicked some villain's asses, some arrests, paperwork.” He answered, taking a bite of his pizza slice afterwards, before nodding to you, signalling he was going to ask you something. “What did you study today then?”

“Maths, mostly, just trying to get the hang of simultaneous equations and a little biology on our recent topic.” You replied, biting into the pizza slice and chewing.

“Good. You have a test coming up in biology, don't you?” He eyed you, raising an eyebrow. He always got a little stricter when tests were close, wanting you to perfect them.

“Yeah, I'm pretty sure.” You answered, moving onto the next slice of pizza after taking a sip of your drink. He didn't respond, instead a silence took over, uncomfortable on your end but on his it was fine.

“There's a hero gala next week, I'm taking you with me so we'll have to go out to buy you an outfit.” He spoke up.

“Oh okay, when?” You asked, a seemingly innocent question to him, but you knew this was your chance, you could try to make an escape.

“We'll probably go this Saturday.” It was Thursday, so that gave you two days to come up with some plan to try and escape, you just hoped the odds worked in your favour if it came down to it.

He wasn't that strict on you going out, but was adamant on the time you got home by, which would vary from time to time. But seeing as he would be out with you, you just hoped you'd have at least a few minutes to yourself where you'd be able to just slip away.

After he said that, you nodded and continued eating your food, keeping the day in the back of your mind.

part 2 maybe.