A complicated love story (BkTd)

Chapter 30 - "That's a fucking medieval torture method."

A/N: This chapter is dedicated to comp1exity

"Sleep well pretty boy~" Katsuki whispered, before turning the vibrator on and rushing out of the dorm.

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But he didn't go very far, in fact, the blond positioned himself right against the wall facing the door of Todoroki's room. Call him crazy but he was curious to see how long Shoto would last before he'd be able to hear him behind the door.

On the other side of the door, the younger boy was awoken pretty quickly to no one's surprise. Seeing as he was still groggy and half-asleep it took a moment for him to register the predicament he was in. Of course, when he finally understood, he freaked out.

'Oh what the actual fuck did you do to me Bakugo?' Was the first thought that came to mind, I mean who else but the hot-headed blond would be behind such a devious plot?

Todoroki struggled uselessly against the handcuffs for a few moments before giving up. He wondered if Bakugo had just gone back to bed, leaving him like this until morning—or until the vibrator ran out of battery—he prayed neither would be the case.

The idea of using his quirk to break the restraints came to mind, but he wasn't quite sure how to do do without setting the bed on fire thus triggering the smoke detector, and using ice to snap the handcuffs would make far too much noise. What time was it anyways?

Craning his head to the side, Shoto saw that it was a quarter past one in the morning. Had Katsuki really woken up this early just to torment him like this? He had to admire his dedication.

Instead of feeling warm and fuzzy like he usually did in regard to Bakugo's sexual advances, he felt oddly...claustrophobic. His gut churned and his breath quickened. Whatever pleasure he was supposed to be feeling due to the conveniently placed vibrator, didn't transmit to his neurons whatsoever.

Instead of moaning and whimpering, he just groaned in mild annoyance and discomfort. He had no way of getting out of this by himself, but there was no chance in HELL he would call out for help.

Unless...

Shoto knew Bakugo fairly well at this point. There's no way he would've set all of this up only to go back to sleep, though the blond wasn't currently present in the room either, which means...

"Bakugo? Are you there?" Todoroki called out, making sure to not be too loud.

"Mmm maybe." Katsuki smirked from behind the door, it only took 37 seconds for the younger to wake up and realize what happened. Not bad.

"Can...can you untie me? Please?" His voice was meek and soft, almost desperate. "I know I was a brat earlier and I'm sorry, I'm really sorry just please...get me out of these."

The red-eyes male felt his heart jump to his throat. Shoto wasn't okay. He had to stop this.

He shut off the device with the remote. The heterochromiac took the opportunity to remove it from his body. Hurrying back into the room, Katsuki wordlessly unlocked the handcuffs and tossed them aside. His eyes widened seeing red marks around the taller boy's wrists, he mentally cursed the pieces of metal for having been the cause of that.

"You okay?" Bakugo questions, seeing a sigh of utter relief leave Todoroki's lips.

"Fine..I'm fine. Sorry I didn't mean to ruin this for you it just-"

"Shut your damn mouth. There's nothing to apologize for you got that Icy? You were uncomfortable, so we stopped. That's how it works, understand?" The blond cut him off sharply, his eyes glowing with resolve and regret.

"U-Understood." Shoto nodded, surprised at how fair his rival was being. I mean he had blatantly disrespected him earlier, so a punishment was warranted. This felt oddly out of character for him.

"If you're wondering why I'm being so considerate all of a sudden, it's cause I'm a half-decent human being. I'm not gonna let you sit here writhing in discomfort and unease while I watch you suffer. That's not a punishment that's a fucking medieval torture method." Katsuki explained.

The candycane haired male had to agree with his description of the situation. Any reasonable person would've put a stop to it. And while Bakugo might not be the nicest, he's not downright cruel either.

"I guess we should head back to sleep then." Shoto proposed, after an eerie silent settled over the pair.

"Yeah. Not a bad idea." The vermillion eyed male stood up, grabbed his things and headed to the door.

"Hey Todoroki...I'm sorry" He muttered, before leaving.