Unhinged - Villain!Deku (COMPLETE)

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-x- Bakugo's POV -x-

They're gone, but I don't know for how long..., I thought to myself. Will I have enough time to escape? Will I-

Suddenly, the door burst open, the person I least expected to see hobbling towards me before collapsing on the ground. His shirt was stained with blood, dripping from the slashes that riddled his sickly skin.

"I-Izuku?!" I whispered breathlessly. I leaned forwards, raising my voice. "Izuku!"

Izuku raised his head, eyes dulled and tired. "K-Kacchan," he croaked, eyes pleading for help. He glanced down, rambling as he ran his fingers through his hair. "It's horrible. We're done for. I can't believe they captured someone as strong as you... I-"

"Izuku, it'll be okay-"

He met my eyes, his own filled with indescribable fear. "I'm so scared Kacchan. Please," his lip trembled, "Please help me."

My breath hitched, a lump in my throat. I had never seen such terror before in his eyes.

I leaned forwards, rope rubbing against my arms. I ignored the burning sensation on my wrists, scooting the chair towards Izuku. "I-it'll be fine," I whispered. "The pros are coming. It's okay."

He glanced at me, sniffling.

I stared at him, unable to find words for a moment. "I'm... Look, why don't you untie me and we can get out of here...!"

Izuku blinked at me before nodding, gulping as he pushed himself off of the ground. The wooden panels beneath him creaked in protest, as if they hadn't been replaced in years.

He walked wobbly, unable to keep himself straight. As he neared me, he suddenly stumbled forwards, falling on top of me.

"Sorry," he mumbled, picking himself up.

"It's fine, Izuku," I spoke quietly, "We'll get out of here together."

His lips stretched into a weak smile, eyes wet with tears. "Thank you," he whispered, reaching behind me.

His breaths tickled the back of my neck as he worked to untie the knot keeping my arms bound. I let out a sigh of relief - both for mine and Izuku's safety. However, after a moment, he stopped moving.

"Izuku...?" I spoke, slightly turning, "Are you okay?"

Soft cries escaped from his lips, body shaking.

I panicked. "Hey, hey, it's okay. We'll be fi-"

But the cries transformed into harsh laughter, erupting from the base of his stomach.

My eyes widened, a chill running down my spine. "I-Izuku...?"

He pulled himself backwards, tilting his head with a sadistic smile. "Oh, Kacchan," he said poisonously. He leaned close to my face, voice barely above a whisper. He then placed his pointer finger under my chin, raising my head to meet his eyes. "So gullible."

"W-what are you doing, Izuku?" I asked nervously.

Izuku narrowed his eyes, straightening himself as he stepped backwards. "Don't you mean Deku?" he questioned, adding a venomous tone to the cruel nickname. "Honestly," he laughed lightly, "For a person who tortured me for years, your vulnerability sickens me."

"N-no...," my body shook, blood running cold. "What are you doing...?"

His lips curled into a grin, eyes wide with a terrifying insanity flickering inside. "What does it look like?" He glanced around, spreading his arms before settling his gaze back on me.