[Small Smut Warning]

:[Y/N] POV:
His lips were harsh against mine, one hand gripped tightly in my hair, the other, holding a knife behind my head. CLINK. The knife dropped, falling down behind the headrest, as he used his second hand to search under my shirt. His legs crushed mine, stopping me from moving. My breathing staggered, and I tried to push him off. This isn't the Deku I once knew. He was harsh.

"[Y/N], you're mine, remember? Why are you trying to push me away~" he cooed into my ear, gasping for breath like me.
Deku pulled his shirt off, ripping mine off with his second hand. 
His hands ran up and down my body, making my back arch, small moans and whimpers escape my lips.
"That's right doll... moan for me.." Deku smirked, moving his face to my neck, sucking hard and leaving small lacerations, hickeys, along my s/c skin.

Suddenly, pain erupted through my body, the pleasure gone, instead pain erupted through my senses.

Ow. Fuck. His leg knelt on my cut. Wincing, I grabbed his leg and shoved it off.
"Oh doll~ I'm sorry, forgot about that" he cooed, grabbing my chin and pulling me in again.

U.A, Saturday
24 hours after [y/n]'s kidnapping
:Todoroki POV:
It's been 24 hours. The cops have no leads. Nothing. The league of villains have gone off the grid. [y/n]'s gone. No. She's okay. We'll find her. Just 48 more hours to go, I'll get a permit, and save her from them. The League. Why [y/n]. I know her quirk can control shadows, but that's the equivalent to Tokoyami. So why would they take her. It doesn't make sense. And Midoriya, the way he looked at her. It was like, a lion looking at a lamb, staring at what it was about to slaughter. No. She's okay.
"Todoroki, are you coming down for dinner? Everyone's worried about you." Ida barged in. Not surprised. He's the closest friend I have here, other than [y/n]...
"Oh right- when did it get so late??" I glanced at my clock. 5PM. Since when?

:Bakugo POV:
Half and half finally came down to the common room. Tch. Took him long enough. 48 hours to go [y/n]... I'll save you- Fuck! Since when did I care, she's just another extra in my class. I scowled, and watched Half n Half. Nodding my head to the left, he noticed my signal. I can't wait 48 hours, nor could he. And I'm certain they wouldn't kick us out of the hero program for this.. right?

:[y/n] POV:
Gasping for air, I pushed him off. This was wrong. As much as it was what I may have wanted years ago, I have feelings for Shoto- the love for Deku had long passed... but yet, I wanted this... black began to encircle my vision. 

Fuck. I looked down. I was bleeding again. He reopened my wound. Never-mind, the affections long gone. My head hit the backboard, as I shifted into slumber. I heard Deku chuckling as I went out. From the way he looked at me... showed I really was.. his doll...

:Deku POV:
Sighing, I slid on a new shirt, before heading back down to the bar. [y/n] had tired herself out, and of course, the make-out session didn't help her stitches. She still had the big crush on me like she used to. Well, on him at least.

Ah, how simple time used to be.

"Done fucking already?" Dabi said with a smirk.
I just glared, and sat down at the bar, helping myself to a bottle of vodka.

"Oi kid, you're underage aren't you?" Shigaraki started. He said the same thing every time, never stopped me though. I took a sip, urgh, I forgot how nasty this was. Standing up, I grabbed my coat to head out. I wanted to visit Kacchan for a bit.

"Where are you going? Stay here would you?" Twice spoke, bouncing in front of me. I swung my knife forward, pupils shrinking.
"I'm not in the mood for games, go annoy Toga" I said, snarling.
"Alright, Alright. No need to be so rude!" He exclaimed, walking off.
And I left, smirking.

(A/N oh my god sorry for such the long delay, I've been busy and haven't been in the right headspace time write these chapters.. I'll try upload as often as I can. Thanks to everyone who reads this and supports me! Love you all! Plus ultra!!)