Fated Lovers🍋 (Shinso x OC x Kaminari)

Chapter 9- Prison

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Shinso closed his eyes and sighed heavily. Not even the aroma of his midnight black coffee could make his raging headache budge.

"I don't understand why we keep trying this," Bakugo complained loudly. "It's almost been 5 days! We've been interrogating him daily, and the fucker won't say a goddamn word."

Shinso ran his hand across his scarred jaw. His prickly purple 5 o'clock shadow scratched his fingertips as he prayed for patience. He was just as frustrated as his explosion-happy friend, yet, "the interrogator will be here in an hour, so would you just shut the hell up and sit down?"

Bakugo sneered at the exhausted man whose purple eyes raged with unspoken emotions. "I don't understand how it took this dumb cunt 4 days to get here."

"You kiss your wife with that mouth?," Shinso smirked before flicking his eyes toward the man smiling to himself in the interrogation room. As if he could feel Shinso's gaze, Yamaguchi's creepy smile grew. Shinso crossed his arms over his broad chest before admitting, "listen, my pride's wounded too man. We've tried everything, but I can't get him to answer my brainwashing. If this chick is able to bring something to the table, then mores the merrier. Bring the cunt in and let's get this case cracked."

"Weren't you just mocking me for calling women cunts?!"

"I thought we were bonding," Shinso smirked.

Bakugo rolled his red eyes in amusement. "I don't want to bond with you. I want this asshole to spill his guts so that I can go home to my baby and wife."

Shinso stood up and chuckled, "I just want to sleep."

On cinematic queue, the door alarm buzzed open.

Shinso peered over his black leather hero costume clad shoulder. Waltzing through the door was the woman they were waiting for.

"Hey Monroe," Bakugo called out. Lore had been working with the angry pomeranian to be more civil, so he flipped Shinso off because he could practically hear the purple cat calling him 'pussy whipped' again.

Abby Monroe slid her small round spectacles up her long bird-like nose. Muted blue eyes blinked in boredom as she looked between the two men. "Hello."

Shinso was never one for conversing with people, so he continued to drink his coffee instead of giving the boring woman the time of day.

"So, do you need the rundown on what we have on him, or have you looked over the stupid ass files already?"

"I have read them. I also saw that neither of you has been able to get any information out of him?"

Shinso lifted his eyes to hers as he glared at her over the top of his coffee. Monroe tried to hold his gaze but she nervously tucked an errant strand of brown hair behind her ear and looked off. Considering that comment was directed at him since he's the one with an interrogation quirk, he grunted, "he hasn't spoken in weeks."

Monroe pointedly avoided Shinso's gaze, and he took a moment to frown at the stuffy businesswoman when she said, "Well, I can give it a go."

When Shinso began unfurling his big body to get to his feet, Monroe quickly said, "by myself!"

Bakugo shrugged uncaringly, but Shinso leaned back down in his chair and crossed his muscular arms over his chest. "What?"

"I need to be by myself."

"Why?"

"'Why'?" She chirped confused.

"That's what I said, isn't it?"