heal my scars (bakudeku)(Tododeku)

chapter 4: new way of life

Midoriya POV:

It's been 3 weeks... 3 weeks since Ka-... Master brought me to this place and in that time I've faced countless beatings, I've been defiled even more, and at the end of each day the same routine followed through. He'd bathe me, feed me and sometimes even put me to bed.

Each day I had the same wakening
I'd wake up, panic for a few seconds at the still not so familiar environment but eventually settle down when I remembered the events of the previous days or weeks.
Each day I woke up at the crack of dawn, Master still slept, and sometimes he'd be holding me to his chest other times his back was turned to me. But either way I quietly made my way to the bathroom to get ready for the day and begin making breakfast for him while he got ready for school...

School... I missed the seemingly endless days filled with lectures and the loud hallway noises or the dumb jokes I'd passed around in the form of little paper notes to my friends, mocking the way Aizawa gave his lectures at Denki for saying something inappropriate with Minora, some times Master would leave his homework out on the table and I'd sneak a glance at what they were working on.

One time Master found me holding his textbook and I expected to receive another beating for touching his stuff, but it never came... Instead he handed me a pencil and a notepad and explained what he'd learned in class. It's been that way for 5 days now and we fell into a sort of routine

After eating breakfast he'd head to school while I stayed back at the house and made sure everything was well kept for when he got home and that his lunch for the day was packed and ready for him to take to school and he ordered me to stop making dinner since he preferred his cooking before going to bed

And I didn't mind it since that meant a little less work to do, for me.
Other days were more brutal than the rest. Especially when he came home from school angry at Todoroki for being a 'icy hot bastard' that got on his nerves in gym class

And when he got in those moods he'd take it out on me either by whipping me for the smallest thin gi did wrong during the day or my making me take him in either my mouth or my butt, either way I ended up bleeding or bruised.

But afterwards it was like he was a different person entirely. He became this gentle, loving person with all the care in the world, he'd clean me up, tell me it wasn't my fault and that I just had to try and do better for him. Sometimes it made sense and other times it seemed like he was just making excuses for himself and trying to convince himself more than he was convincing me. He'd then cook for us and wed bathe together and then he'd tuck us in for the day

Other days when he was in a good mood he'd turn the TV on and we'd watch some movies and he'd hug me to his chest after doing any homework he had for the afternoon and that's how I knew he was in a good mood. Every other day he'd turn on the news channel that showed my face and the broadcast came with the same speech every time,
'Midoriya Izuku has mysteriously vanished from UA and that the police have yet to find any clues linking to his current location, some claim the boy may have been kidnapped while other reports suggest that there's possible evidence of him having run away'
Every time I heard that I hoped that there would be something different and every time Master ended up chuckling to himself and eyed my tearful expression with a sadistic grin.

"Maybe they'll  announce that the search has been called off one day and you can stop getting your hopes up and crushed."  He would say mockingly out loud to me which only made me tear up more, each time he'd wipe my tears while muttering under his breath that I was only torturing myself by believing that I'd someday be rescued and the worst part was that I was starting to believe it, now whenever I heard the speech I wouldn't even look that way since I knew that everytime it'd be the same