BNHA - Random Shots

Monoma | Set You Free

Prisoned like a bird in a cage was you, while laying in the King sized bed facing the wall. Your body achened, screaming in protest by every movement you forced him to do, the bite marks and hickeys were the reminder that haunted you every second of the day reminding you that he owned you and your whole being.

When this happened, you ask?

You were laying on the grass one day, looking how your two sons played in the river then out if nowhere, a needle was pressed against your neck and your black out, hearing the yelling of your sons asking for help.

When you woke up, you found yourself laying I the bed that you are on right now, seconds later he entered and raped you.

This became a routine for the past six months you have been, in where ever the hell you were.

When he was home,he doesn't allow you to get out of the room--unless he says so--the food is delivered to you and then he would come, do whatever he pleased, go and then he would leave for a business trip of three days--no more.

When he isn't at home, he allows you to walk around the mansion--with a bodyguard that he personally gave you--and the garden, as well as you could do as you please.

In those times in which he wasn't around, you always thought of your twins. How are they? Were they okay?

You divorced from their father when they were two and half year olds, so you knew that he wouldn't give a shit about them, they only had you and you only had them.

“Miss?” you heard a voice from the other side of the door which proceeded to open, “Your bath is ready,” they informed.

You sighed slowly getting out of the bed while taking the sheets with you, following a woman that stood a few steps ahead of you. Said woman led you to a big marble door opening it for you as you entered the massive bathroom, the bathroom was like a public bath but you had your special cubicle with a bath tub, shower and obviously a door.

Entering the cubicle, you let the sheets fall on the group as you heard the woman closed the door behind her, she gently took your hand in her's leading you towards the bath tub which was filled with water, essential oils and water Lily flowers.

Letting go of the woman's hand, you got inside the tub sighing at the feeling of warm water while bringing your knees towards your chest allowing the soft and long fingers of the woman massage your shoulders, not commenting about the marks around your body.

“The master said, that he wants to have breakfast with you.” she said, making you close your eyes while throwing your head backwards when she massaged on a injured muscle.

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Reaching the dinning hall, you could already hear him playing with the spoon and fork on the other side, maybe you made him wait too long--and you don't care if you did.

Opening the door, you saw him sitting at one edge of the long table while looking out the window, his blonde hair neatly combed backwards leaving a few rebel hair hang in front of his eyes, his sunflower eyes were fixed on whatever was outside the sun rays that pierce through said window hitting his iris making his eyes look like a piece of gold, his pale and thin lips were slightly parted while they were also bathed with some chapstick, his even and calm breathing echoing through the big room making him look like an angel.

You closed your mouth making your lips turn into a thin line while closing the door behind you, making the blonde look at you.

The usual sadistic and perverted smile that he always wore when seeing you, was nowhere to be found, his eyes that held a hint of malice in them was also gone. He just stared at your figure for three solid seconds, to then give you a smile. Yes, a smile a real smile, then he stood up walking towards you.

The silly smile never left his lips, when he stood in front of you he took your hand gently leading you towards the dining table to then proceed to take the chair which was next to his, gesturing you to have a seat and so you did, he doing the same while taking a spoon to feed you.

Was he bipolar? Oh you wouldn't be surprised if he was, with the maids, butlers, guards and business partners/guests he is kind and strict always having a gentle smile on his face, with you now he was a different story, he was a total psychopath, a pervert an always wearing that sadistic smile--so, what was going on here?

You wouldn't complain though, you would prefer this behavior over the other one--obviously--but that doesn't mean, that you could take things lightly.

“What would you like to do today, Y/N?” he asked.

You could ask him to let you go, but you knew that he won't do such thin--no kidnapper do does that. Your eyes travelled to the window, looking outside you saw the Cherry Blossoms already in their beautiful and natural color (I don't know how to describe them, sorry), reminding you of how much your boys love Cherry Blossoms and they would surely die at the view that the garden outside held.

“...I would like to walk around the garden,” you started turning your attention towards Monoma once again. “If may I,” you continued.

You didn't know if it was just your imagination or your eyes doing some dirty tricks on you, but you were so damn sure, that for a split second you saw his eyes soften and radiate some warmth through them.

“You may,” he smiled sweetly giving you a kiss on the forehead.

Had he changed so fast overnight?

| Well damn, so..
I don't have anything against Monoma, but he has this weird smile - a smile that is weirder than Shigs' and Bakugo's combined - that just fit,
perfectly perfect for this story.
And imagining being sadistic, is just suits him for some reason.
Maybe am running crazy, okay see ya! |