Izuku spent the day in the room reading his books until he checked the time making his eyes widened as he ran down the stairs.
Tomura would get home and he always a expects izuku to have a plate of food for him. He quickly started to gather things trying to figure out what to make for him.
He heard the door open and knew that Shigaraki just got back, the worst part was that he was back from an attack, Izuku started to cook while tomura changed into new clothes, he sat down at the table watching Izuku move around in the kitchen until he finally gave Tomura a plate who looked at him "it's an hour late" "y-yeah I was busy doing some things...." "It's not the first time you do this, it's the third time" "sorry...I won't be late-" "don't even talk, you say that and do the exact thing"
"It doesn't even taste right, whatever I don't even want to eat anymore" He said as he pushed the plate off the table while getting up and walking away "clean it up" "okay..."
Izuku got down picking up the big pieces of the broken plate throwing them out as he heard the foot steps of Shigaraki, he got nervous and started to pick them up faster until tomura grabbed him by the wrist making him get up from the ground "Where are you taking me..." "to the bathroom, I want to bathe with you" "no...I don't want to" "well too bad"
"It's kinda cold now...come on, join me" Izuku gripped on his shirt nervously before undressing himself, "and don't try to cover yourself, I don't like that" Tomura told him after he got in the tub.
Izuku was relief that tomura didn't try to do anything to him in there, his body was always aching a lot sometimes it hurt him to move so he always took pain killers and different medications they didn't always take the entire pain away but it did reduce it.
Next day Izuku was cleaning while tomura tried to come up with plans and ideas for new things so he tried to be quiet or else it'll make the man upset, he already got a few warnings from him but it's as if the more cautious he is the more nosies he makes. He went to the kitchen putting the cleaned dishes away before washing the dirty ones, he turned the water one and started to washed the plates as he hummed softly thinking to himself until he stopped after a cup broke after he tried to clean it.
He heard the doors open making him try to walk away but he ended up bumping into stuff breaking them as well and frustrating tomura who caught up to him "why can't you just stay quiet?!?" "I-I'm sorry-" "look at the mess you made! You're useless! Go to the room now!" "No i don't want that-" "Now!" Izuku looked at him before walking away.
His heart was racing as he entered the room and looked around, if he tried to run away and get help it would he impossible for someone to believe that people actually live in the woods especially the bad one. He anxiously walked back and forth panicking as he heard the steps of Tomura get closer and louder, he watched the door nob turn and saw Shigaraki walk in who held the things he uses on him in hand.
He looked directly in the eyes of izuku who's arms trembled as he lifted his shirt, he took the rest of his clothes off and sat on the ground with his hands in between his legs. His body shivered as he felt Tomura pour the oil around his body, he closed his eyes and let a cry out as Tomura started to hit him with the whip he's use on him if it wasn't that Itd be a cord.
It went on for a hour, Tomura didn't care about the pain Izuku got he just enjoyed watching him cry and shake. He got down and made izuku look at him, he saw his eyes full of tears and smiled "you'll be quieter now right?" Izuku looked at him and nodded "good"
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Slave To The Rythm
Fanfiction💌Completed 💌 It's just an arranged marriage, nothing can go wrong. He can just ignore the man and maybe wait for at least three months to divorce him.... Or maybe he can never leave him for the things he does to him...