You can't run forever (villainDekuXreader)

7: Suspicions

"Hey," someone shook her awake.

The girl looked up to find Deku shaking her shoulder. She rubbed her eyes, grumbling a small 'what'.

"Do you have first aid?"

"What?" The girl now sat up, alerted.

"I asked—"

"In the kitchen, I'll get it for you," the girl got up and sleepily walked out.
She was still rubbing her tired eyes as she's reached for the first aid in the cupboard.
She glanced at a clock, noticing it was six in the morning. She sighed, wanting to go back to bed already. She only hoped the weird kid would leave her alone already.

Back in her room she found Deku with a large gash in his face. He tried not to spill any blood so the girl quickly grabbed him some paper towels as well.
He sat down on the desk chair tiredly.

"I don't know how to do that stuff," the girl admitted as she tried to wipe away some of the blood from his cheek.

Deku shrugged as he found what he needed from the kit. The girl stood close to him as she helped clean up some of the blood from his cheek.
He breathed in some of the vanilla smell of her shampoo and— he pushed her away.
"I can take care of it myself."

"Sure," the girl sat down on her bed, "Can I ask what happened? You don't have to tell me of course."

"Mh, some people don't want me here. Other villains."

"Did you fight? Who won?" The girl found a hoodie and put it on.

"Nobody won," Deku sighed, "They're just trying to scare me off."

The girl crossed her legs and played with the strings of her hoodie, an action that already made Deku smile, "So they're a bunch of bullies?"

Deku snorted. "I made it sound like that, huh."

— POV switch!

I watched him clean up his cheek while he used a small mirror I never used.
As I kinda stared tiredly, my eyes just trailed off to the floor.
"Did you put me in the bed?" I asked, "I don't remember getting off my laptop last night."

"Yeah," Deku said.

I looked away. "That must have been a bother."

Suddenly Deku gave me a glare and I got more alerted, "You try to hide it, but you're technically just underfed, you should eat more."

I raised an eyebrow. "'Underfed'? That's rich coming from you."

Deku paused, send me a glare, and then turned back to bandaging.
Once he finished he lifted up his shirt.

"Oh fuck—"
I wasn't scared of seeing someone pull up his shirt, it was strange, but not that weird.
The scars and wounds and large fucking gash was not what I prepared for, hence the swearing.

Deku ignored me and started cleaning up all the cuts.

"Shit," I breathed and looked away, "Whoever did that deserves their head in a toilet."

"Creative insult."

"I know, I'm a real villain here."

Deku actually laughed before he quickly covered his mouth.

We both froze as we heard a thud in the room next to us.
"Shit my brother," I realised, "Er... stay here."

I got up and walked out of my room.
Just in time too, my brother got out of his room, looking tired though he was wearing his uniform already.

"(Y/n)? What was that noise?"

"Oh, I was watching some TicTocs, you know those weird animal videos...?"

My brother shrugged and went to the kitchen.
"Want some coffee?"

I shook my head. "No thanks."
Quickly I spun around and walked back to my room.
My arm got grabbed and my brother looked down at me slightly more awake.

"Okay, spill, what's in your room? Is it a person?"

"What?" I tried to look surprised, though Tsukiko saw the anxiety in my eyes.

"Don't hide stuff from me please. Somethings off, tell me, now."

I blinked, considering it.
I mean...
Slowly I shook my head.
"Did you hit your head or something? You're acting weird." I told my brother.
He deadpanned.

"Fine, I'll just see for myself," he huffed and walked passed me. If I could I would have said something along the lines of 'ass' but I couldn't. My brother's quirk allowed him to freeze people in place, as he now froze me in place. He opened the door to my room and looked inside.

Tsukiko closed my door again and gave me a look. "Whatever." He walked passed me to the kitchen and his quirk left me. "You've still been acting off..." he muttered confusedly before I was left alone again.

I walked back to my room, wondering if Deku had magically disappeared.

Behind me I closed the door.
Just then Deku rolled from under the bed and got up, sitting back down as though nothing had happened.

"You should have taken the closet."

"I'm covered in blood."

"Good point."

Deku finished and glanced at the window.
"I should go somewhere, but I don't want to."

"Then... stay here?" I guessed, "It's not like anyone will notice."

Deku then raised an eyebrow and I held up my hands. "Even if I told my brother about you being here, he wouldn't tell anyone."

"I suspect you've got parents."

"Mom and dad can keep a secret, I think I can trust them honestly."

"Yeah, I don't believe that one." Deku said as he rolled his eyes.

"But my brother is getting suspicious," I sighed, "It would be easier if we told him so my parents don't find out you're here."

"Who's to say I'll return here?" Deku suddenly said.

"I don't know, Santa might say that."

Deku gave me a weird, amused look.

"Just saying." I plopped down on my bed, hoping to hear what Deku would do next. I honestly didn't know wether I'd be sad that he would be gone. It would be a relief, surely.

Tiredly Deku sat back a bit, revealing the bandage he had put under his shirt a little. "How about..." he stared off into space, "...you go with me?"

"Where to?"

"Just in town, nothing dangerous."

"Er..." I considered actually going, "I don't know about that... will I see dead bodies?"

Deku snorted, "I'll make sure you'll come home without a scratch, that good?"

I licked my lips. "Honestly? I dunno."

"(Y/n), I want you to go with me." Deku suddenly glared.

His eyes told me something bad as the morning sun reflected in them.

"Just let me get dressed first?" I smiled a bit and Deku nodded.
Awkwardly I grabbed some decent clothes and walked to the bathroom.
While I changed I stressed a little about it. Why did Deku want me to go with him in the first place? It seemed... like an idiot idea. To go with him, or to bring me along, both was idiot since I'd just be in the way.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked horrible right now. Good, it'll look less disappointing if I fuck up and get my hair fucked up this way! Still I tried my best to quickly get myself 'ready'. How do you prepare for this kind of thing? I didn't even know what I should prepare for. Would it be murder? Torture? Oh I know! We're gonna rob a bank!

I stepped out of the bathroom, ready to face death once more.
Though... I was curious of what Deku had in store for me.