Taken (BakuDeku)

Excited

Bakugo's POV:

I sit on my couch running things over in my head. I wish I knew what was going on with Deku. I have more hope than I had before but something feels off, I can tell when Deku looks at some things, that he doesn't remember what they are and I guess he doesn't remember anything except where they where keeping him for all that time. But his reaction to my nickname...... I get up and make some coffee before resuming my position on the couch. Today is my last day off, I will go back to school tomorrow and I'll have to go back to work. I worry about leaving the nerd alone for so long but it's not exactly like I can get a babysitter. I sigh, although I really want to believe I can deal with this myself I know that I need someone to help me, and I think I know just who. I text him to come over and help me, blowing out a nervous breathe. I get up again and head to where Deku is sleeping, peeking through the door to check on him. But when I enter he is no longer asleep but staring at a painting of a flower field my mom hung on the wall. "Do you think it's pretty" I say giving him a small smile. He looks at me curiously and then takes two of his fingers to stretch his lips into a smile. I laugh and although he doesn't smile outright I can see happiness in Deku's eyes. I put an arm around his shoulder and gently guide him to the kitchen table. He sits and watches me as I make breakfast and I would be lieing if I said it didn't make me a little nervous. I make pancakes this time hoping that it'll be a little easier for him to eat. I cut his into small bitesize pieces and then after some consideration do the same to mine, I don't want to confuse him. I put his plate down in front of him and teach him how to stab it with his fork. His attempt is successful and his eyes light up when he puts the pancake in his mouth. Suddenly the doorbell rings and Deku jumps whipping his head around to look fearfully at the door.

Deku's POV:

I jump and turn at the weird chime that comes form someone near the front of this room. Kachan comes up to me and puts his hand on my head muttering words that make me feel safe again. I still don't understand most of them but I've started to realize what emotion the words he says have. These ones are of safety and I relax in my seat.

Until next time ~❤️~