Silhouette ✓ (⛔❤☁)

T H I R T Y - F I V E

Nasty Time (Almost) 

Purote sniffled as he sat in the bed of the guest room. He didn't want to do this. Please, please. He wanted to be far away, he wanted a prince to save him. Take him to a castle where he'd never have to be here again. Mom had said that he didn't have to do this again. But that was before. He'd been forced into this a few times even though she'd said that. His tattoo had limited the crowd by a lot. Not many wanted to touch a kid who had the tattoo of the Jade Bats. The door opened.

"Katsuki fucking Bakugou, I'm not telling you again. Stop the fucking waterworks you. You are crying over nothing"

"So– Sorry"  He curled in on himself further, biting his lip as his breath hitched violently multiple times it was hot in the room. His mother used space heaters to hear the room and 'set the mood'. She didn't need to, though. These men that were coming to use him were a bunch of pedophiles. A bunch of society's trash.

His breath hitched again as he heard heavy footsteps. The gait was different. He didn't know them. Purote accidentally released  his quirk onto himself, burning his biceps that he was holding. He didn't want this. He wanted All Might to save him. Or anyone. Just... please. The door opened.

"All Might... please save me" He whispered. But he knew. Purote knew that All Might wouldn't save him. No one would. The disgusting man entered with a grin that made him shiver.

"You are cute" The man practically drooled as he climbed up the bed. "I might have to slim down the foreplay" Purote's bottom lip was pulled as the man ran his grimy hands all over Purote's face. He bit his tongue, he wanted to cry. "Your mommy told me that you drew the Bats' symbol on yourself. Let's play a game. You have to count how long it takes me to find it"
The pedophilic man pinched his chin. "Now start counting. Out loud"

"On–One" Purote started, voice shaking and pain filled as the man pressed against a bruise on his chest through his shirt. His shirt was tugged off in what felt like nothing.

"Two–o" The man ran his hands all over Purote's skin, practically groaning at the feeling. His eyes stung. His skin was kissed and licked at.

"Th–Thre–ee" The knot on his pants was undone, the zipper following suit. He didn't want this. All Might please!

"Fo–our" His pants were pulled to his ankles in one hard tug.  The man ran a hand across his thigh and down his leg.

"Fiv–Five" The pants he'd thought would slow anyone down were completely removed, a tear or two rolled down his cheeks.

"Si–Six" the man ever so slowly slid his hands up Purote's skin towards his boxers. Please, please, please. All Might. Present Mic. Endeavor. Anyone!

"N–No!" he managed. His thigh stung as it was hit hardly.

"Don't you say anything other than what I tell you to, got that, slut?" He nodded quickly.

"Now, " the man continued, voice switching to a sickly sweet. "Keep on counting for me"

"Sev–Seven" No. No. No. No. No. He didn't let the man pull his boxers down. He kicked the man in his crotch and while the man was holding himself, Purote wretched open the unlocked window and pushed out the screen. He jumped out, landing hardly on his feet. It hurt. He sat there for a few seconds. He couldn't run down the street in boxers and socks... Or could he? He stood on shaking legs and ran, his whole body hurt.

"Go! Go. Go. Go!" He told himself as he ran. He could hear yelling from his house, calling for him. He felt disgusting. He just wanted it all to stop. Please, please.

He slowed at a bridge.  He stopped and leaned against the railing. The water was so fast, so strong. Like his mother and all of his 'clients'. His eyes caught in a rock. It was jagged and didn't move in the water. He needed to be like that. He had to be like the rock and stand up to the water. But... He wasn't.

As he leaned further over the rail to watch the water, he spotted something struggling at the edge of the river. It was a small animal. His instincts told him to just jump over but he ran down the bridge and jumped the fence. He skidded down the dirt ridge and knelt at the edge of the water. It was a bird. He plucked it out of the water, careful hands. It was cold. He held the bird to himself, watching the water carry away the branch the bird was caught in.

"Sorry you have to touch me, I'm so disgusting" He told the bird. "I'll bring you back up, okay?" He held the bird with one arm and used the other to climb up the dirt.

"There you go" He said as he set the bird down. He was covered in dirt. He looked down at his socks, they were practically black now.

"I guess I'll just have to be my own hero" Purote murmured,wiping at his eyes and jumped the fence again to resume heading to block sixteen. He didn't look back

Word Count: 914

I wrote the last chapter already, I just need to figure out how to get there... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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