Punishment- A tododeku fic

Falling

Camie, Todoroki and I sat at the bar in The Ghouls' headquarters. Camie had put on a black crop top sweatshirt and ripped blue jeans over her stripper outfit. Todoroki clutched an ice pack to his head, groaning.

Camie sipped her drink. "So, what now? We dragged Shoto all this way, and I still don't even know where we are, or why we're here."

"I told you," I said, "this is the base for The Ghouls, the Tokyo villains. And only you know why you came here."

"Because I wanted a change." Camie said bitterly. "Because I want another chance to live the life I always dreamed of, and I'll kill those who try to stop me."

"She's a fighter." Todoroki smiled, his words slurred. Camie had given him a pain medication that made him drowsy and goofy. "Glad we have a new friend." He started to nod off, and his face fell into his martini glass, knocking it over. 

I sighed, and smiled fondly at the sleeping Todoroki. I stood up and went behind the bar to clean up his spill. "So much for discussing our plan."

"The plan to kill Endeavor?" Camie inquired, sliding her empty glass to me.

"Bingo, genius." I refilled Camie's cup and slid it back to her. "But with Todoroki out of commission until he recovers from his head injury, there's not much we can do. Also, Endeavor knows that we're after him now. He'll be much harder to catch now. And all of the survivors from the strip club incident will know that Todoroki is now a villain, or at least they'll tell the tabloids that."

"Hmph," Camie scratched her temple, thinking. "Remind me why you two want to kill Endeavor again? I mean, I know he's a dick, but why would you want to kill him?" she paused. "Scratch that, why would Todoroki want to kill him. You'd kill anybody, whether stripper, hero, or civilian."

I slid back around the bar and sat down on the stool in between Camie and Todoroki. "Endeavor caused Todoroki a lot of grief over the years. The final straw was killing his mother."

Camie spat out her drink. "He did what now?"

"Camie, killing is common, especially among bitter people. You should hardly be surprised." I took the little plastic sword thing out of my drink and ate the maraschino cherries.

Camie looked at me in disbelief. I had been getting that look from people a lot lately. "You and I obviously come from very different world, Deku. Killing isn't very common, no matter how angry you are at someone."

In the world of villains, murder was mentioned as casually as receiving a text from a friend. Sometimes I forgot that Camie and Todoroki weren't really part of the villain community yet. I glanced at Todoroki, who had started to snore. "I'm going to see if I can wake Todoroki up and get him to bed. Why don't you befriend some of the The Ghouls? I'm sure some of them are hanging around somewhere."

Camie nodded and smiled. "Befriending people is my specialty. After all, I befriended you, even though you swooped into a strip club, started killing people, and yelled at me." she took one last sip of her drink and walked into the kitchen of the bar, where you could hear a few voices.

I jabbed my finger into Todoroki's shoulder, and his eyes fluttered open. "Hey, Deku." he sat up, his eyes a bit unfocused. "Dizzy." he muttered.

I kissed him lightly, and he giggled. Todoroki never giggled. I sighed "Let's get you to bed, shal     l we?"

Todoroki nodded. I helped him to his feet, and he managed to stumble up the stairs to the room we shared. He collapsed on the bed, his eyelids already drooping. Whatever drug Camie gave him must have really knocked him out. I pulled a blanket over him, and tucked him in. I kissed his forehead, and started to stroke his hair.

"Hey, Deku?" Todoroki murmured. "I love you."

A smile tugged at my lips. I had never hoped to find love; it just wasn't my top priority, but it found me anyways. And it found me in the form of an old enemy turned lover. I could have been afraid of this kind of love, but it was all so perfect. So I embraced it, accepted that I was in love, and it wasn't even in the sick and twisted way that people think is the only way for villains to love. It was real and genuine.

And it was beautiful.

I outlined Todoroki's scar with my thumb. "I love you too." I whispered in the dark. Whether he heard me through a haze of sleep or not, it hardly mattered. This was the life I had missed because I thought that I couldn't love.

This was the life I would never miss again.

my dads watching billions of ted talks on psychopaths. I know wayyyy too much about psychopaths now.

Adios, Enchiladas

~R