To Crush His Pride (Villain Deku x Bakugou🍋)

cuz who cares about the story (Lemon 🍋)

I looked around my new dorm room.

A lot of things had happened. My family reunion was extremely emotional, at least for my parents, but I only started crying once the shock had passed. My parents called UA, and Aizawa came to check on me. I asked what had happened, but I told him I wasn't ready to talk about it yet. Then the news tried to interview me, but they were quickly kicked out by my mom. This process involved my mom, a very rude journalist and a pan being used in a way a pan should never be used.

Aizawa asked my parents if they wanted me to move to the dorms. Mom said that it was my decision, and I agreed.

When I arrived at the dorms, I was greeted by nineteen extras who squashed me in a group hug. They all asked me with way too many questions until Kirishima caused a distraction for me so I could slip into my dorm.

Now I was here, unopened cardboard boxes standing around randomly. The big pieces of furniture had already been moved here, and the the curtains were closed, making the room dark.

An image of the lights turning off at his base popped up in my head. I flinched and pressed the light switch, a ceiling lamp flickering and turning on.

"Fucking flashbacks", I muttered.

I started unpacking, and for the first time since my return, I had time to think.

He let me go.

Did he let me go? Or is this a trick? Is he going to take me away again? And if he is, when? Tomorrow? In a month? Or maybe he'll come back in years, when I've just managed to forget him.

I don't want to go back ever again. The fear, the hunger, the awareness that it would happen inevitably, and that it would happen again. The fact that there was no way out.

The way my body ignored what my mind was saying.

Come on, we both know you miss it.

I flinched. "Who said that?", I whispered, turning around. But I was alone.

I waited for something to happen. For someone to jump out of a hiding spot, for someone to grab me.

But I was alone. And the only thing that answered my question was silence.

Why did I think that just now?

I paced around the room, contemplating an answer.

That wasn't me, was it? Why's there a second voice in my head? There's no way I'd miss that asshole. He may have driven me crazy, but not that crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once.

I paused. I remembered watching a murder documentary in middle school. This girl had been kidnapped and...

I stared at my phone and started tapping furiously.

What is it called when you fall in love with your captor

I stared at the answer. Yeah, that was what the documentary had been about.

Stockholm Syndrome

I turned the phone off and started pacing around again.

That was probably the voice in my head. Was that the voice in my head? I mean, I know it doesn't make sense that there's a voice in my head that's telling me something I wasn't actually thinking about because that's not how thoughts work but there was definitely a voice and it wasn't me well I guess it was me but not actually and can schizophrenia be caused by trauma or do you get born with it oh come on I don't have schizophrenia that's ridiculous I'm not crazy crazy I was crazy once  FOCUS, KATSUKI!!!

I huffed. Alright, this wasn't getting anywhere. I needed to relax. Maybe I should just go to sleep... While lost in thought, I had sorted most of my things away into the wardrobes and shelves of my small dorm room.

I dropped onto my bed in pajamas, trying to find a position that didn't remind me of getting brutally fucked. Then I realized why he'd done... me in every position. It was so I could never sleep properly again.
I decided to lay on my back, my posture straighter than me, and press my legs together. There was also a nightlight on next to me. I didn't like the darkness anymore.

This was probably how four-eyes slept.

I tried to sleep, but my thoughts wandered back.

"We both know you miss it." No. NO, come on, that's ridiculous. I mean, I can't even sleep properly anymore because it reminds me of that horrendous place.

I most certainly don't FUCKING miss it.

...

Right?

I opened my eyes. No. Sleeping like this was absolutely impossible.

Alright, fine, I'm just gonna test it. I'm just gonna see if I miss it.

My hand wandered into my pants.

Man, I never do this. Why would people touch themselves? That's so fucking sad.

I disliked the feeling of my fingers creeping over my body, the sensation so similar to that of his hands.

I pulled my hand away.

No. This is disgusting. What am I doing?

But then, I hesitated again.

I reached for my nightstand and got out some lotion, letting it drip onto my finger.

Man, that looks exactly like-

SHUT UP, YOU STUPID VOICE!!!

I sighed.

Okay, come on. I need to do this. For my mental health. Because if I actually had Stockholm Syndrome, I'd like this. But I don't have Stockholm Syndrome, so I won't like it. Easy.

Quickly, before I had time to change my mind, I slipped my hand into my pants and found my ass, shoving it inside and expecting a feeling of disgust, of pain and of embarrassment for doing this stupid fucking experiment.

I did not expect a soft moan to slip out of my mouth and my back to arch, just ever so slightly.

I laid there, staring at the ceiling, my world collapsing.

I had missed this feeling.

And knowing that made it so much worse.

I gave up on myself in that moment and started moving my finger, suppressing whimpers from coming out of my mouth. I could feel the blush on my face, and I could feel tears pricking at my closed eyes from the despair this brought me.

"Holy shit", I heard Jigoku say.

(A/N: OHMAGAHD WHO WROTE THIS definitely wasn't me uwu

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