𝑳𝒐𝒘 𝑶𝒏 𝑮𝒂𝒔

꧁𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 4꧂

Kirishima led me to the living room, letting me sit down on the couch while he stood in the doorway. He was clearly bored and I could tell, but he looked like he could beat the shit out of me within seconds.

Yet, he was too nice to do it on purpose. But I wasn't gonna underestimate him. Instead, I was gonna use my beauty to get out of this.

I had too many men - and woman - complimenting me on my looks and I've gotten outta crazy shit before with my looks.

I leaned back in the couch, crossing my legs slowly as I eyed Kirishima - or whatever his name was. A sly smile curved my lips.

"You know, it's awfully lonely being cooped up all day. I could use some company." I purred playfully.

Kirishima shuffled uneasily. "Uh, I'm supposed to be watching you..."

"And you are," I replied innocently, patting my thigh in invitation. "Come, sit with me a moment. I promise I won't tell if you won't."

I had a feeling I knew what I was doing to him. But I still continued..

After a moment of indecision, curiosity won. Kirishima perched on the edge of the chair and I slid closer, draping myself against his muscular frame.

"Relax, handsome. Just chatting, right?" My hands began roaming as I distracted him with soft kisses. When he was sufficiently distracted, my fingers whipped agilely, binding his wrists behind the chair with duct tape.

Kirishima muffled a protest which I silenced with more tape. "Shh, just be quiet. Don't say a word when he comes back alright?" I blew him a teasing kiss and sauntered off to freedom, leaving him securely trussed.

"That was easier than I expected. Now time to find my keys, my phone, and get out of here." I murmured to myself.

I can't believe I'm just now realizing my phone is gone just like my keys and I gotta find a way to get home. For now, I guess I'm just gonna have to have some fun.

I walked up the stairs again and towards his bedroom. The same smell that I oddly didn't recognize before - smoke and caramel, filled the room. This dude must've really loved caramel.

I wanted to see where I was at since I didn't ask him before. I moped to the giant window that covered the whole wall and pushed the curtains away. I nearly fainted when I realized where I was at.

This whore took me away from Japan and all the way to Hawaii?! He must've really not wanted me to go home because Hawaii is fucking insane.

Not that I was disappointed, I mean, I was half excited because Hawaii is one of the places I've been wanting to visit but still.

I sighed as I closed the curtains and decided to look around the place some more before that dreadful bitch returned..

[3rd person noww]

After a couple hours later, Katsuki returned. He opened the door and it was oddly quiet. A little too quiet.

He walked to the living room to check on Y/N and Kirishima when he seen Kirishima tied up and asleep in the chair. "God dammit.." he muttered, storming over to Kirishima.

"Shitty hair!" He shouted, ripping the tape off his mouth to wake him.

Kirishima woke up instantly with a groan, "warn someone before you go tearing off tape off their mouths."

"Well, I wouldn't of done that if you were fucking paying attention to the ONE person you were supposed to be watching, dumbass!" He shouted again.

Katsuki turned to the other two that came with him - Denki and Sero - "come with me and search the house for her, tape guy. And, dunce face, go check the cameras."

Denki and Sero nodded quickly before splitting off. Katsuki went directly upstairs. It was easy to find Y/N for him.

He pushed open his door in anger and looked in the bathroom. No one. He looked on and under his bed. No one. There was only one more place in his room where she could've been. His walk in closet.

He walked into the closet to see her throwing his suits on the floor. She spotted him and said, "yay. You found me. Super surprised it didn't take you long." She said the last sentence with a hint of sarcasm in it.

Katsuki sneered, crossing his arms, "don't try my patience further, woman."

Y/N met his furious glare evenly, unfazed. "Yet here I am, still free as a bird while you clutch at empty air. Face it Bakugou - for all your bark, you're just another dog on a leash."

With lightning speed, her knee swung up toward his groin in a bid to slip past. But Katsuki was ready, catching her leg in an iron grip mere inches from target. His face darkened menacingly.

"Big mistake."

In one fluid motion he hoisted her bodily over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, ignoring her fury-filled kicks and blows. She might have bested his men for now, but there would be no escape from him.

"Put me down, you fucking piece of shit!" She yelled, kicking and screaming but she knew there would be no use.

"Such language from a 'lady.'" He laughed at how hard she tried to escape his grasp.

Y/N scoffed as she crossed her arms. She didn't know where they were going and don't really wanna find out. She just wanted to go home.