𝐑 𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄?

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧

𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔 sat in the back of the van, bouncing his knee and fidgeting with his fingers. Everything is quiet, too quiet. It's been thirty minutes. You should've seen him by now. You should've said something. But you've been radio silent over the communicator.

"Something's up. She should've called the teams in by now." Bakugou worried.

"She probably hasn't seen him yet. It's only been thirty minutes and Tsukumo likes to play the waiting game. You know that. You need to relax." One of the responders told him.

"Don't tell me to relax. She could be dying in there and you just want to sit on your lazy ass? Fuck you." He snapped, letting his anxiety get the best to him. The responder prepared to lunge at him, before a woman got between them. It was your coworker from earlier.

"Enough you two. You need to keep your voice down. You're going to give us away, and then ____ will definitely be caught and hurt. She probably hasn't said anything because she doesn't want to take any chances of him hearing her. She knows what she's doing. She's done this plenty of times before. If anything goes wrong, she'll tell us, okay? Just trust her."

Bakugou  glowered at the other man, before reluctantly listening to her and slumping in his seat "Fine."

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Pain radiated through your back as Tsukumo threw you against the wall, your body hitting the floor hard. "You thought you could get me that easily, huh? Thought I'd take the bait just like last time?"

He taunted you as you crawled away on your hands and knees, trying to use your quirk to absorb some of his blows. He was strong, so strong that he could overpower it and make the pain much worse. His voice was menacing and cruel, and you could hear his shoes cracking the shards of glass from the windows and walls he had thrown you through earlier.

He grabbed you by the hair, pulling your head back. "Answer me! Did you really think I was that stupid?"

  You refused to respond, angering him further and causing him to slap you. You activated your quirk to the best of your ability, and drove your elbow back, slamming him right into the face. It stunned him for a moment, causing him to release you and giving you the chance to try to make a run for it.

He bounced back quickly, lunging over and grabbing your leg, and tugging you back roughly. You let out a pained scream, but he had strangled you so hard earlier that you had almost gone unconscious and your throat was sore. You had managed to break free, causing this struggle in the first place. No matter what he was going to do to you, you weren't going down without a fight.

"Pathetic whore." He hissed, slamming your face into the ground and causing blood to spill from your nose.

He yanked you by the back of your neck, twirling you around and slamming you against the wall again. This time, he held you there, keeping his hold on your throat and making sure it was even tighter. The pain was agonizing, and your quirk was overused. You couldn't take much more. You clawed at his hands, wheezing and gasping for air.

"Just- get it over with already." You hissed at him, your eyes tearing up, and your body writhing and flailing under his grip. You were tired, so tired. But you knew he wasn't going to kill you. That's not his game. It never is, when it comes to you.

"That's what you want, isn't it? But you know that's not going to happen. I'm going to make you wish you were dead, and I'm going to make it hurt, much more than I made it hurt before. You were one of my favorites, you know." He wiped away the tears from your eyes, reaching down and groping your thighs. You wanted to throw up. "Too bad I have to kill you."

You were losing oxygen and strength, your vision blurring. Then, everything was going darker and darker and everything started to slow down.

It's funny, because you aren't even thinking about Tsukumo, or being assaulted and tortured and murdered. All you can think about is Bakugou. He was right. He cared about you. He was one of the few people that truly cared for you. And he had loved you, better than anyone else ever had. You're going to miss him.

I love you too, Katsuki. I'm sorry I'll never be able to say it back.

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Two hours. That's all Bakugou could take before he reached his breaking point.

"____, come in ____? You there?" They called over the communicator. There was nothing but static.

"Fuck it." He got to his feet, storming out of the van. 

"Bakugou, wait-

"I'm tired of waiting. I'd rather fuck up the mission and have her safe than succeed and her being..just send the fucking teams in!" He turned and continued into the building, his heart racing as the panic set in. He couldn't even bare the thought of you getting hurt like that. He couldn't bare the thought of losing you.

His brisk paced walk turned into a run, and the next thing he knew, he was springing down the corridors, searching for you. But there was no signs of you anywhere. Where are you?

He paused, and felt broken glass crackle under his shoes. He followed it down the hall, noticing dents and holes in the walls. There was a struggle. He had caught you. Why didn't you say anything?

His heart dropped when he saw blood. A lot of blood, but not enough to kill someone. It led to room in front of him that used to be a bedroom, which was now almost completely destroyed. Bakugou didn't know what had happened here, but he did know one thing.

You had been taken, and he has to get you back.

He's going to get you back. No matter what. No matter if he has to burn the whole world down to do it. He's going to get you back.

And he's going to kill Tsukumo if it's the last thing he does. He's going to make him pay.

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A/N: First full weekend off in three months...let's go 😭

Yes it's unedited but I pls bare with me I've had a crazy  couple of weeks

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