Chapter 38

The rest of the day was hard on me.

When I wanted to get a shower, I discovered the hard way that I couldn't put weight on my hips and lower back. Deku literally carried me to the shower. I wobbled my way everywhere the whole day and Deku taunted me for it more than a few times. How the hell had he not felt like that after last time?

Another thing I had to discover was that Deku had cut his Kana into my shoulder. He marked me. Claimed me. It was humiliating and strange, but there was nothing I could do about it now. What was done was done.

I was seriously asking myself what was up with sex with Deku. It was heaven every time and hell afterwards. Embarrassing discoveries, eerie conversations and painful words had been the aftermath both times.

"Pain and pleasure, that's how you do it."

…Treated like an animal…

I am but an animal to you.

Deku was the devil himself, the biggest monster ever. I was his pet, a stupid animal. The hierarchy was tumbling like stone. That was what the message behind yesterday night was. I wasn't superior in anything anymore. I didn't know Deku anymore at all.

…

Somebody tell me why it felt so good being undermined… It was as if I was doing something absolutely wrong, but I felt more than right. I could go with this forever. One thing a relationship with Deku guaranteed- I'd never be bored.

There would never be nothing left to say. Always something to explore, to try out, to do differently. And if we ran out of things to fight about, if we ran out of reasons to hurt me, if we ran out of nights to spend fucking… I guess then Deku would kill me anyways.

Careful, that'll be fucked up- I didn't care anymore. As long as I had Deku until my death, I didn't feel like dying was something bad. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't suicidal or shit, but I just didn't feel like death was a threat. I don't know. That guy really messed me up in my head.

Sometime in the afternoon, someone rang the doorbell. I was almost stable on my feet again, so I decided to open up. But not all the way. Nobody had to know about the state I was in. Especially because people would assume something bad had happened. I sighed, then I opened the door.

-/-

Kirishima almost gasped when Bakugou opened up. His best friend was more or less a mess. Bakugou looked tired, his hair wasn't as spiky as usual and he seemed somewhat wobbly on his feet. "Hey Bakugou, are you alright?" Kirishima's voice was dripping with worry. Bakugou flicked his tongue. "Had a rough night. The hell do you want?"

"Oh, right!" Kirishima shoved a flat object wrapped in wrapping paper into Bakugous hands. "The Bakusquad made you a present! I just didn't want to bother you yesterday, you know, let you celebrate with your parents-"

Bakugou lightly shook his head. "They aren't back yet. Got held back in Hong Kong." Kirishima's eyes widened. So Midoriya was still rummaging around in the house… The mission needed to be finished as quickly as possible. "Why." Bakugous voice made Kirishima surface again.

He grinned shakily. "What why?" "Why did you guys make me a present? I've been nothing but an asshole to all of you lately." Bakugous voice was laced with a hint of regret, but his expression was stoic. Kirishima laughed quietly. "We know you don't mean it. It's not your fault anyways."

Suddenly, he spotted a pair of green eyes over Bakugous shoulder. Yes, he had to finish this right now. "Right, I'll be going. Bye, Bakugou!" Kirishima deliberately raised his voice. It was a sign for his partner to get away. Bakugou growled. "Don't fucking scream at me. And now scram."

The door slammed shut and Kirishima quickly walked away. He waited at a street corner for a while, then Kaminari came. "Everything went fine, I guess. But that scary guy- Midoriya was it? - He almost caught me. If I had vanished a second later, we would've been dead men."

Kirishima released a breath he hadn't noticed he was holding. "I'm glad. Now we just have to hope we'll see something usable. We'll definitely save Bakugou!" Kaminari nodded with a determined expression. "I won't be able to sleep ever again if we fail." Kirishima stared into his friends eyes. "There's no failing. This has been a do or die situation from the start and… Bakugou will die if Midoriya keeps playing him."

Both of the boys went home, just one thought in their minds- They just had to save him.