Made For Ruin //○▪Villain Deku AU▪○//

「21•What happened」

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Dango: sweet japanese dessert dumpling made with mochiko, it's very good :)

I stared at my previous captor's middle school profile. He looked so happy. Bright eyes filled with joy, messy dark green hair and an innocent face speckled with dark freckles. Deku. That was his villain name. Bakugou gave him that nickname in middle school. Midoriya had told me that once.

I was crying, backed up against the cold cement wall. Midoriya was approaching me. An abnormally large grin had grown across his face. "Shou-chan~" he sang, his eerie voice echoing around the monochomatic structure. "I wish you would stop running away from me~" I sank down to the ground in defeat, landing on my stomach in a puddle of blood and tears.

I froze awaiting the searing pain on the back of my neck. Yet another blood sample. This cycle was repeated countless times throughout the day. I hated this endless pain, who wouldn't? I relased a small cry in agony "There we go~" The villainous boy flipped me onto my back. "That wasn't so bad now was it Shou-chan~" I wanted to punch that disgusting smirk off of his sleep deprived face. I wanted to freeze him so bad he'd get frost bite then burn his dead body until there wasn't anything left.

I wanted this shit to stop.

"I HATE YOU!" Stupid insults. What the hell was that supposed to do? "Guess we have one thing in common." The greenette's demeanor changed in a second. His crazed expression became dull and blank, the ginormous smile that had been forced onto his lips faltered. Change of plans I did something... "I WISH YOU'D GO AND DIE!" That insult made him snap. He grabbed a blood rusted knife and thrust it into my arm.

"I wish you'd go die too Kacchan!"

I stared up at Midoriya in shock. 'Kacchan?!' I felt the horrible throbbing sensation on my arm, but I ignored the pain. 'Thats what Midoriya-san calls Bakugou-kun.' "I'm not just Deku anymore! I'm strong Kacchan! Just like you!" His face stayed fairly blank but there were tears now, streaming off of his freckled cheeks, landing on top of my chest.

'What did I do?'

"What happened here?!" Kirishima's confused
voice interrupted my disturbing memories of that hell hole. "Are you sure that's the villian?" Aizawa-sensei's tired droning voice was doubtful in manner but I nodded, "That's definitely him. He looks a whole lot different-" I paused looked at his hopeful smile. "But that's definitely him."

Bakugou POV

"Eat Kacchan~" The shit nerd was holding a dango ball skewer in his hand. I bit into the sweet dumpling, a chalky sensation slid down my throat. "The hell is this?! It's disgusting!" I spat, ignoring the fact that it would do nothing as I had already swallowed it. "I made it myself... It's not very good but I tried..." Deku said in his flustered way of speaking. "It's not very good? It's fucking shit!" Deku leaned closer to my ear, and the words that escaped his lips sounded distorted and just wrong.

"Well get used to my shitty cooking Katsuki because your hero fritends aren't coming to save your ass." I kicked over the barstool next to the one I was sitting in. "Yeah they fucking will heroes aren't fucking dumbasses unlike you!" I snarled as the chair clattered to the floor.

He then grabbed my neck, choking me, "Listen here Katsuki if I want to I'll turn your neck into nothing but a pile of dust right here and now. Honestly, I don't give a fuck about you I just want my god damn memories back."

Sorry about the length of this chapter. I'm having writer's block and if I tried writing a chapter with 1000 words it'd be like Denki who overused his quirk while he was drunk tried to write a deep angsty book. Anyways Happy Holidays. Have some random bnha stuff
- Suźune