[ᴄᴀᴋᴇ.] ~ ᴀ ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ sʜɪɢᴀʀᴀᴋɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ғᴀɴғɪᴄ

VII - punishment.

as soon as class ended, y/n began to pack up her belongings.  the clone looked around the room and waited for everyone to leave the classroom, including mr. aizawa.  he walked up to y/n slowly.
"what's the deal with slapping me, brat~?"
"you know i don't. get physical with anyone, but you were being a complete asshole.  sometimes i gotta knock some sense into you."  the fake katsuki grabbed her waist.
"don't give me that bullshit."  y/n pushed his hands off of her waist, getting a bit uncomfortable.
"i'm mad at you, okay?  i'm upset that you think that i enjoyed being kidnapped, because i hated every second of it.  you think this is all a joke, and that's what's so upsetting!"  he placed his hands back onto her waist again, his grip tight and firm.
"i said.  don't.  give.  me.  bullshit."  she pushed his hands away, harder this time.
"i'm not giving you bullshit!  stop taking this so lightly!  you have no idea what happened, and you didn't even bother to ask!"
"you're right.  i have no idea what happened," he said, eyeing her up and down.  "you don't look hurt to me."  y/n glared at him.
"just because i don't look hurt, doesn't mean that i'm not actually hurt."  the clone chuckled coldly and walked behind the girl, shutting the door silently so she wouldn't notice.
"awww, what are you, emotionally traumatized?"
"of course i am, you fucktard!"  the clone suddenly pinned y/n to the wall, holding her arms up.
"don't speak to your owner that way~" he growled seductively, making y/n blush completely red.
"y-you don't own me."
"oh, but that's where you're wrong~  and i don't see mr. aizawa here~  why don't we do something to make you feel better, hmm~?"  a tiny whimper escaped the girl's lips.
"k-katsuki... n-no...!"  the clone took his shirt off and threw it to the ground.
"i promise i'll make you feel good~"  y/n started to shake, feeling like she was stuck in the same situation again.  luckily, mr. aizawa walked in the classroom to grab some papers.
"bakugou, you better not be doing what i think you're doing."  the clone smiled a bit insincerely.
"oh, no, sir!"
"might i ask what you're doing then?"  the clone grabbed his shirt from the ground and yanked y/n's hand.
"we'll continue this somewhere else."  y/n shot her teacher a nervous look, and he stopped bakugou before he could leave the classroom.
"not so fast, bakugou.  i don't think she's ready for that right now.  can't you see the look on her face?"  the clone only scoffed.
"tch, dumbass."
"excuse me?"
"don't worry, mr. aizawa, i would never do anything she wouldn't like~"  the teacher sighed.
"i can't exactly stop you, but be sure that it's consensual."
"exactly, you can't stop me~"
"she needs to give consent.  got that?"  the clone yawned.
"whatever, she loves me~"  aizawa glared at the clone.
"consent.  do you understand me?"
"yeah, whatever."
"if i find out you did something non-consensual, you're going to be in huge trouble.  do you understand me?"
"she's my girlfriend, i'll do what i want."
"she just went through a difficult situation.  you need to listen to her."  the fake katsuki rolled his eyes and yanked the girl outside.
"tell me what happened."  y/n sighed and explained the entire story from start to finish.
"i was asleep in my dorm, and i guess shigaraki came into my room and took me away... and he threatened to kill you... so i said i'd do anything to keep you alive, and i ran away when i had the chance..."
"what the hell is wrong with you.  'anything' is a big commitment.  aizawa is mad at me because he thinks i'm going to do something bad to you, but in reality, shigaraki would've done something way worse.  do you fucking understand me?!"  y/n flinched and nodded.
shigaraki walked back to ua to see how things were going with the fake bakugou.
"hmm..."
"i-i'm sorry, i just wanted to keep you safe..."
"oh, bullshit," the clone spat bitterly.
"that's not what i told him to do..."  the clone put his hands on y/n's thighs.
"i said that 'anything' is a big price to pay.  now, if you don't listen to me, maybe i could send you back there~  how does that sound~?"  y/n began to shake in fear.
"n-no!  w-why are you being like this?!  y-you n-never act this way!"
"what the fuck...?"  the clone chuckled and threw the small girl over his shoulder.
"p-please, s-stop!  don't take me back there!"
"oh, shut it.  we aren't going there."  y/n began to kick her legs and started to cry softly.  "stop fucking crying."
"p-put me down!"  he set her down gently.
"look at how powerless you were against me.  you're a quirkless loser.  that's why 'anything' isn't okay."
"i-i don't care!  i'm not letting you die because of me!"  he gripped her arm tightly.
"am i not making myself clear enough?  how about if you ever sacrifice yourself for me, our relationship is gone~?"  y/n stared at him in shock.
"b-but y-you would do the same for me!"  he lifted her chin up gently and chuckled darkly.
"you're really clueless, aren't you~?"  he let go of her chin and picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder again.  "get used to this, because this is how i like to carry my girlfriend~"  y/n held onto him tightly, worried about falling.  the clone let go of the girl, almost letting her head hit the ground, and he chuckled as she screamed.  he caught her just in time, and she wiggled out of his arms, her heart racing.
"i-i don't care what you say, i'm walking!"  he threw her over his shoulder again.
"no the fuck you're not."  she squirmed in his arms as he walked.  "i don't give a shit about what aizawa says, you love me, right?"
"o-of course i love you," she whispered.  the clone walked into a small store and went into the bathroom.  shigaraki followed him there, keeping an eye on them.
"so how about i take your virginity right here~?"
"i-i didn't tell twice to do that..."
"b-but—" the girl protested.
"i don't need your consent.  i know you want me anyways~"  he set the girl down gently and she backed into the wall.
"b-babe, i-i'm not ready for this right now..."  shigaraki had enough of twice's disobedient behavior and slammed the stall door open and walked out of his hiding place and towards the clone.
"bakugou, you're going to tell me what the fuck you think you're doing," he spat bitterly.  y/n took the opportunity to run into a stall and lock herself inside.  shigaraki stabbed the clone, making him burst into a puddle of black goo.  y/n sat in the corner of the stall, shaking uncontrollably and crying as shigaraki kicked the door down and went up to the girl.  he caressed her cheek gently with his gloved hand.  "i... i'm so sorry... i'll beat the shit out of twice when we get home..."
"t-twice...?" the girl asked, sniffling softly.
"that was a fake bakugou.  a clone."  he took out his phone and called dabi.  "dabi, have kurogiri bring the real bakugou to my location.  we're letting him go."
a few minutes. later, the real bakugou walked out of the purple smoke.
"katsuki...?  i-is that you...?"
"who are you...?"
"shinsou must've wiped his memory... i thought i told him to call it off, but whatever.  you've proved you love katsuki more than you'll ever love me...  i-i'll leave you two alone for now, you'll have a lot of catching up to do...  but i will be back for you.  that i promise."  shigaraki disappeared into purple smoke.
"h-hi... i'm y/n, y-your girlfriend... we should probably talk..."

//A/N: OMG WHAT WE WENT UP OVER 100 VIEWS IN LESS THAN 24 HOURS OKAY— I SEE Y'ALL 😏 ANYWAYS— I'LL BE UPDATING CHAPTERS AS FAST AS I CAN!  HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT!//