Deku retreated back to his own room. It isn't much since it's an abandoned apartment on the outskirts of town, but at least he got a bed, electricity and running water. That's plenty to live. And to keep a hostage.

Thinking back on it, he doesn't quite know why he went after Kacchan. The blonde has enough pride to never turn to the same side and honestly, he wouldn't want him to. Deku is proud of the fact that Kacchan is doing such a great job in hero school. It has been his dream ever since they were little and it makes him feel good, knowing that at least one of them was able to follow their dreams.

He stops to listen for a moment, but hears nothing but silence coming from the other room. The green haired boy sighs in relief, glad that his hostage isn't trying to make his way out. He can't fool himself, believing that Kacchan would help him in any way. He only seemed mad at the fact he always had a Quirk. Deku can't really blame him. He does blame the blonde for getting him hot-tempered and thus accidentally messing with his own emotions rather than Kacchan's, resulting in an uncomfortable feeling in his chest.

He turns to lie down on his bed, thinking over on what to do next. Kacchan is a U.A. student, meaning that his missing has probably already been reported and is being investigated, and that will soon lead them to his hideout. Releasing him would probably be the best option in the long run but…. He grins. He doesn't want to do that. He finally has a toy to play with, one who's so emotionally unstable that it's a piece of cake to mess with it.

'Oi! Deku!' a voice screams from the living room.

Deku turns to his side and decides to ignore the voice.

'I'm fucking hungry, you piece of shit.'

The teen grits his teeth.

'I'm going to scream if you aren't giving me any food within the next minute!' the angry teen shouts again.

Deku sits upright and sighs while pinching the bridge of his nose. He swings his legs over the edge of the bed and goes back towards the living room where Kacchan is still sitting on the couch, his hands in his lap, still tied together.

Deku quickly paces over to the small kitchen and pulls a can of soup from one of the cupboards. He can feel Kacchan's eyes piercing his back. Deku glances over his shoulder and catches the blonde staring at him. They meet gazes, but the angry teen doesn't turn away. Deku tries to assert dominance by not looking away either, but eventually has to as the wooden ladle in his hands starts heating up and searing his hand.

He pours a bowl for himself as well as Kacchan and carries them over to the couch. He sets it down on Kacchan's lap with a spoon in it and sits himself down in the seat opposite of him, blowing on the hot soup as he spoons it into his mouth. He looks up and sees Kacchan staring at him.

'What?' Deku snaps.

The blonde glares down at his hands and then back at the other teen. Deku rolls his eyes. He sets his bowl down on the coffee table with a loud slam and closes the distance between them in two steps, snatching the bowl from between his legs and pushing a spoon full of hot soup into the short-tempered boy's mouth before he has a chance to react. Before Deku has the opportunity to give him a second spoonful, Kacchan protests.

'That's not what I meant, you fucking nerd.'

'Then wat did you mean?' Deku throws back at him, a grin playing on his lips.

'Untie me.'

The green haired boy cocks his head to the side as if the blonde just said something funny, looking at him with amusement. The blonde simply glares at him in response. 'Just fucking untie me. It'd make things easier for both of us.'

Deku is finding this oddly amusing. Seeing his childhood friend tied up, unable to do even the simplest tasks. He's completely helpless. It makes Deku feel good. 'Can't do that.'

'Why not?' Kacchan snaps back.

'Because then you'll run. Now, eat.' Deku tries to put another spoonful of soup into Kacchan's mouth but he turns away.

'I promised I won't run.'

'We all know how reliable you are,' Deku replies with a sarcastic tone in his voice. 'Now just fucking eat.'

He gets impatient and puts the bowl back between Kacchan's legs, grabbing a hold of his face to keep it steady as he pushes the spoon inside his mouth. The teen keeps doing this until all of the soup is gone and then turns to eat his own, calmly sitting in his chair as the explosive teen is glaring at him, filling the room with an agitated atmosphere. He doesn't care to change his mood. Let him burn through his energy, it's more convenient for him that way anyways.

He doesn't even want to think about what the blonde will do if his hands were free. Probably blast him to pieces. The green-haired boy would probably enjoy it up until the point that Kacchan escapes and all his hard work has been for nothing.

He actually enjoyed spoon-feeding the angry teen. Something about making him feel.. superior, made him feel extremely good.

'Are you done glowering at me?' Deku asks. Kacchan doesn't respond. Deku gets to his feet and collects the bowls. He drops them off in the kitchen, not really caring to do the dishes. He's about to retreat back to his room again when Kacchan suddenly speaks up.

'Are you ever going to tell me your plan?'

Deku turns to look at him. His plan? Why would he be interested in that. The angry teen is still glaring at him, but curiosity lingers in the air. Maybe if he could just tweak his emotions a little bit…

'Stop using your goddamn Quirk on me!'

Deku's eyes open wide in surprise. Kacchan is able to notice when he's using his Quirk on him, something nobody before him had been able to except for himself.

'Not now,' Deku waves him off, being slightly taken aback by the sudden turn of events, and turns to leave again.

'Then when?' the blonde snaps angrily.

The green-haired boy ignores him as returns to his room as Kacchan shouts after him. He isn't in the mood to relay his plans to him right now, not if he's behaving like that, but he knows that he eventually has to share with the angry teen if he's planning to make any use of him.

He will explain things to him tomorrow.