Pop Rocks [Kiribaku]

Chapter 8: The Kidnapping

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: ⚠️
Torture, mild blood

Bakugo POV:

I really didn't mean to react like that.

I barely felt anything, it was just a small buzz of a shock, but that's all it took. I was instantly brought back to a place I never ever wanted to go back to.

But my mind had taken me here. Strapped to a metal chair, hysterical laughter in front of me. Tomura Shigaraki held a small remote in one hand, the other wrapped around his stomach as he doubled over in glee. We were in a large room, completely empty except from my chair, a table with various pain-inducing objects, and a large hose. I was dripping wet, my hair falling into my eyes, pastel pink from blood. I panted, waiting for the next round. This room had no windows, and despite having no clock, I could hear ticking coming from the front of the room. I knew what the ticking was for. After he had recovered from his laughing fit, Shigaraki stood up straight and grabbed the hose. Pulling the trigger, he blasted it directly into my face, blocking out all of my senses as I choked on the ice cold water. When he was satisfied with that, he released me, the blood from my scalp stinging my eyes as I tried to look at him. I managed a smile through my fear, and choked,
"Go to hell Handy Man" before an excruciating pain shot through me. Before I could recover, another shock went through my body, and then another, and another. They coincided with the tics I could hear from some invisible clock. One second, shock. One second, shock. I could hear the laughter resume as my eyes rolled back and I screamed in pain.

Three days later I was rescued by the Pro Heroes and teachers from UA.
Recovery Girl said I wouldn't have any permanent brain damage, but from then on I stayed away from outlets. I refrained from turning on any lights I didn't have to, and every once in a while I would wake up twitching, my body simply used to the rythm. Nobody knew about the shocking, only All Might, Recovery Girl and Aizawa. That was all that needed to know. Until today, that is.

I came to to find myself in Kirishima's arms, in the middle of a quiet street. I didn't know how I had gotten there, the last thing I remembered was walking by Kaminari... Then I realized what must have happened.
God, you're so weak Katsuki. He barely touched you. Now they all know.
I quietly told Kirishima that I wanted to stand, and, after nodding, he helped me up. I was too embarrased to meet anyone's eyes. But when I came around to threatening Denki, I jerked my face up, trying my best to look as angry as possible with streaks of tears down my face.

"You" I pointed at him, and beckoned him over. He followed me a bit up the road, before I turned around to face him. I knew I didn't have my angry face on, but I didn't have the energy to fake anything right now. He hung back a bit, apprehensive.

"L-listen Bakugo, I'm so sorry- I th-thought I barely shocked y-you..." He rambled on. I wanted to punch his stupid face to get him to shut up but I couldn't make myself move any closer to the electricity-wielding boy. Cursing my weakness, I cut him off.

"Not your fucking fault, moron. When I was... taken..."
I paused, and sighed. How much did I want to share with this spark plug? Fuck it. Who's he gonna tell? Shinso? I was gonna have to tell the squad eventually. Might as well just come clean.
"When I was taken," I start again, "they took me to this really big room and strapped me to this metal chair. Then... Then they sprayed me with water and shocked me for three days." I watched as his jaw dropped and he stared at me, tears forming in his eyes. I scoffed, and continued.
"They would give me small shocks, once about every other second. Every once in a while they would basically drown me with the water and start again. Recovery Girl said I wouldn't have any brain damage, but if I feel any kind of electricity I guess I just get taken back there." I took a step forward, balling my hand into a fist, but not being able to move any closer due to my knees shaking in fear from another shock.

"You didn't mean to this time, Pikachu, so I'll let you live. But if you ever shock me again, I'm not responsible for what happens. You hear me?"

He nodded, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. I scoffed, and very hesitantly, touched his arm. I had been expecting a small buzz, just from contact, but I didn't feel anything. I looked at his face and saw him concentrating very hard on his arm, apparently pulling the electricity away from it so that I could touch him. I let go and smirked at him as, with a sigh, he released his control and let his power flow freely through him again. We walked back to the group, who were talking quietly. I saw Kiri shoot me an 'are you ok' look, which I nodded to, and he looked relieved. I cleared my throat nervously and they all looked at me.

"Listen up extras, I'm only gonna say this once. The reason I freaked out like that was because the LOV tortured me with electrocution the entire time I was there." I heard a chorus of gasps, and, after rolling my eyes, continued.
"Before y'all ask, no I don't have brain damage, so you can fuck off with the pity. I don't need it. It happened a really long time ago, so don't go thinking I'm weak or anything. This stupid fucker just shocked me and I blew my cool. But you won't see it happen again!" I yelled the last part, surprising everyone. Besides Kirishima of course.  While I had been talking, his arm had wound around my waist. I struggled to remain composed as he rubbed my side with his thumb, trying to calm me.

They all nodded and agreed with me. I looked around angrily, expecting to see looks of pity and concern. But I didn't see any of that. Mina was looking at Kiri, and giggling slightly. Shinso and Sero were just nodding, looking at me with what seemed to be pride. Denki was the only one with a stupid look on his face, but that's typical. He looked at me apolegetically, before I sighed and snapped,
"I said quit it Dunce Face. I don't need a shitty apology"
He sniffled a bit, and stood up straighter against Shinso, and nodded at me.

I smirked at them all, and we were quickly off to go get our ice cream, stupid Kirishima's arm still wound around my waist.

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Me at the beginning of the story: ooh look a fluffy kiribaku fanfic!
Me now, crying while writing the flashback: yEaH fLufFy KiRiBAkU
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Well... At least the next few chapters are gonna be nice. I pro-

I promi-

*Sigh*

I hope.

I guess I'll see y'all then!! 😁