(Bakugou&y/n) The Sun and The Moon

My Captor

When I finally came to it took a minute for me to process my situation. I was on a plane in what looked like a private room, something I've never seen before. I've only flown commercially seeing the planes in neatly lined rows upon rows but this was one large empty space filled with fancy couches, pull out tables and what appeared to be a full bar. It looked more like a lounge than a plane. I wouldn't have know we were in the air at all of it wasn't for my sense of precipitation I could feel from the clouds.

"It's been awhile kitten" a raspy voice says as I hear footsteps approaching.
It's not just any voice, I recognize this voice. "What? What are you doing here? I thought I was being kidnapped."
"Oh you are sweetheart, see your little boy toy has to pay for all the trouble he's been causing us lately, and well I was just dying to see you again so I thought that this little situation here would work out nicely"
My brief moment of comfort and familiarity turned quickly to rage. I couldent stand being used as a pawn to get to Katsuki. Realizing my place in all this I decided to remain as calm as I could. "Us? last time we spoke you said you were getting out of that business" I ask him with a mix of anger and disappointment in my voice.

"I said I'd get out for you, but then you left and we'll what can I say, I guess bad habits are hard to kick"
"You know you could have just called or something, you didn't have to go this far, where is this plane going anyway?"
"Yeah I don't think your explosive boyfriend would be very happy to know about our past relationship. Have you told him?" My eyes are daggers as I make intense eye contact with him trying to blow him up like Katsuki could have and surely would have if he were here. I break my stare to look down at the floor in shame. He's right I never told him. I almost did recently after that night by the fire when we were talking about villains and past relationships but then we agreed to just keep the past in the past and it was never discussed. I regret it now, if I had told him at least he'd have a lead.

"Yeah that's what I thought, want a drink kitten? He says with his smug grin as he walks over to hold a glass and open the ice bucket. "If I remember correctly this is your choice drink" he says as he opens some bottles of liquor and assorted drinks to make a cocktail. He was right, it's still my favorite. I don't drink around Katsuki often, I don't think he even knows I have a go to drink. "You have a good memory" I say as I take the drink and seat myself in a lounge chair. I move too fast and I get myself dizzy. I almost forget that I had recently regained consciousness and I still can't remember much about what happened to me. The last thing I remember I was at the club with Katsuki and the others and then it's all a blank.

"Easy there love, you've been through a lot lately, you should take it easy"
"I'm NOT your love, and what do you know about what I've been through?" I ask angrily as I squeeze around the glass leaving a slight crack that travels down the spine of the stem. "Looks like explosion boy has been rubbing off on you, you never used to have such a temper" he says almost laughingly as he passes me another drink and places it on the side table next to me. "Shall I take that broken glass from you?" He asks with that stupid grin on his face that used to make me melt but right now I just feel enraged. I down the drink and throw the glass behind me as he laughs.

"You know I've really missed you, I've missed us" he says as gets himself comfortable in the chair opposite of me and takes a sip from his own glass. "There is no US anymore" I say angrily as I grab the next drink from the table beside me. I need something to take the edge off otherwise I'll explode. Although sitting here having drinks in this private jet while Katsuki try's to desperately find me makes me feel sick. I know he'll find me though, he has to, he will.

"Ah but there could be once we get that feral animal out of the way"
"He's not an animal!" I shout back. The rise in my blood pressure causes me to get even more dizzy as I lean back more into my chair and bring my hand to my head.
"Oh but he is, I think you've got yourself a type" he has with a raised eyebrow clearly speaking about himself. Him flirting with me gives me an idea. If I pretend to flirt back will he give me some real information, maybe even let me go? It's worth a shot "You know you never told me where this thing is headed" I say as I cross my legs and do my best to compose myself.