⇢ ˗ˏˋ "you will live in the palace, witch" ࿐ྂ
𝐴𝐹𝑇𝐸𝑅 an life changing interaction in y/n's small hometown, she is forced to live and work in the castle as a herbalist, which was ordered by the king, Bakugou. Y/n's entire future changed and so...
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The knights crept towards you with sinister smiles. You knew their intentions and it made you sick. Your stomach went hollow and your mouth went dry. You wanted to scream, all you wanted right now is to scream. However, your mouth seemed to be sewed with a tight thread. You need someone. You needed him.
"Be quiet girl." One spoke when he reached and creased your torso, which lead to him leaving sloppy kisses onto your neck.
The other man was now behind you, on-doing your corset. Which was off in the matter of seconds. That's when you were finally able to unfreeze your body. You right leg swung towards the man in front, hitting him square in his knee cap. By this time your dress was half off your right shoulder and marks covered your neck.
"You damn bitch!"
The knight swung his hand which collided to your face, pretty hard too. You hissed at the impact but didn't stop you from slamming your back into the man behind you. He stumbled backyards as you did along with him.
The first knight grabbed your neck and squeezed. You choked for air as your hands reached around for anything that might aid you at this moment. Then suddenly your hand touched the so familiar soil.
"Anything to say, witch?"
You managed to squeeze out some words over your choked breathe, "I hope you burn in hell, you filthy pig."
You took your chance to throw soil at the man eyes. He let go of your neck and cried at the soil seeping into his eyes.
Then you ran. You ran fast. Choking on air due to your shortened breathes. The courtyard was dark, just like before. But this time, it terrified you.
When you finally made it to the castle you opened the door quickly and rushed towards your room. Before you could make you, you bumped into something hard. Or more like someone.
Shit.
"Y/N?" Bakugou spoke lightly, holding your arms.
You faced down, not showing your face or neck.
You couldn't bare the coldness anymore. You slammed your face into his chest, wrapping your hands around his torso.
Bakugou slid down to the floor still holding you in his arms.
"What's wrong?"
Silence.
"Y/N?"
Silence so loud that you can hear the slight breeze outside at this point.
"God dammit Y/N. What's wrong with you?" Bakugou grabbed your chin to meet his face. His eyes widened. "WHAT IN THE HELL?"
"I tripped."
"Fuck's sake Y/N! You have a hand mark on your neck!"
"The concrete grew hands?" You attempted to make a excuse and smiled awkwardly.
"Tell me now. I swear to god, or I'll rid of everyone's heads."
"Two knights. One girl alone. Infer the rest." You said, not summing up the details.
"Shit, Shit, Shit." Bakugou repeated, "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. God dammit Y/N, I want you safe."
"Safe my ass." You glared, "You rip me from my hometown and expect me to be safe."
"Let's go." Bakugou uttered, picking you up from the ground.
He arm was locked around your waist, leading you somewhere. He barked orders at the maids. He ordered for a aid kit be delivered to his room along with a fresh set of clothes and rags. You both arrived at a dark door. He pushed the door open, placing his hand on your back and carefully pushed you in.
"Gorgeous." You silently said scanning the room that was assumed to be Bakugo's.
The room was much more gothic compared to your own. Most furniture taking on a dark color and windows covered in long red curtains.
"Sit." Bakugou pointed to a large cantope bed.
The bed was comfortable. So comfortable that as soon as you sit on it, you eyes began to droop.
Bakugou's hands traced the gash on your face from the painful hit earlier. He picked up the aid kit and began to search for something.
"Talk to me." He said,
"I told you, infer the res-"
"No. About yourself."
Your head turned to the side and confusing flowed over your face.
Bakugou looked up and laughed quietly, "Talk about your favorite things."
You hesitated for a second, "Well I love nature, but that's a given. Oh, I like cinnamon buns. The so sweet smell and the even sweeter taste." You smiled to yourself, remembering the first time you tried one.
"Cinnamon buns? Like cinnamon combined with a bun?" Bakugou questioned, applying ointment to your face.
"You never had one before? Well your highness never knew you were a hermit."
Bakugou rolled his eyes and went on with your face.
You smiled and closed your eyes, waiting for Bakugou to finish. After 20 mins of quiet curses coming from Bakugou's mouth.
"Okay, I finished. Now change in the bathroom and don't try to open your wound again."
"Thank you." You mentioned before taking the pair of clothes off his bed.
When you walked back out, Bakugou sat in a chair by the bed with a book resting in his hand.
You walked over to him and poked his cheek. He looked up and glared.
"Go to bed. I'll be right here."
"I don't want to take your bed. I'll leave to my own room."
"No. I need you to be safe, sweetheart. I won't sleep until I see that your okay."
Yuck, the king felt the need to give you a nickname. You sighed and agreed to avoid any arguing. You slipped into the comfort of his bed. He reached for the silk bedding and pulled it over your body.
"Goodnight sweetheart."
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When you woke up, Bakugou was gone. However, a sweet smell fumed the air. Your head turned to the nightstand, which was now decorated with three perfectly made cinnamon buns and alongside a note. Before picking up the mouth watering sweet you grabbed the small note, you rolled your eyes at the words that said, 'Two nights in a row I had to take care of you, sweetheart.'
