Retrouvailles (Completed)

Chapter VII: Finding Happiness

(A/n: heavy torture and gore ahead. I'll tell you when it ends)

Jon groaned, his head spinning with pain before he opened his eyes, blinking rapidly to clear his vision. His hands were tied up, his body in a starfish shape as a headlight shone into his eyes.

When he was able to see, he looked up and stared at Bakugou Katsuki, who was talking to no one but the air.

"Hmm? Oh, yes, I can take care of this myself."

"But, Bakugou. As the head of the interrogation division, shouldn't I be doing this?" A sweet voice asked.

"No. I can do this myself."

A second later, Jon realized that it was Hagakure Tooru, the Invisible Hero, that Bakugou was talking to.

He gulped, and Bakugou looked over at him with a small smile.

"Hello, Jon. Glad to see you're awake." He said pleasantly, his fingers brushing over a metal tray that held all sorts of things that Jon knew would be for interrogation.

Jon glared. "You won't get any information out of me!"

Bakugou chuckled, his eyes glinting darkly in fury even as his face was contorted into sunshine.

"Oh, I don't need information. Hagakure, please, can you leave?" He asked.

Hagakure moved her invisible head in a nod, and then left, with a soft, "Don't kill him."

Jon narrowed his eyes. "Why are you doing this?"

Bakugou took out a plier, his eyes inspecting it blandly as he turned it over and over in his hands. "You know what you did? You hurt my kids. Haruka has a broken thumb, Youta got slapped a few times, I believe and Natsuki has bruises around her wrists. For that, I'll make sure you pay."

Roughly, Bakugou took his hand and pulled out his nails. With an intense scream, Jon tried to pull away as Bakugou stared at the de-nailed fingers.

Bakugou's eyes hardened. "Oh shut it," he snarled as Jon sobbed, his fingers bleeding droplets of blood that ran down his hand and onto the floor in puddles.

"W-why? You're a hero..." he sobbed. The pain was too much for him to bear.

Bakugou turned around furiously, a cut lemon in his hand. "Because of those damn girls, I've been forced to stop being a hero. But with my children, I wouldn't trade it for the world. When I discovered that you later hired them, I was fucking pissed. Y'know why?"

Bakugou grabbed Jon's jaw, his nails digging into his face as his other hand held the lemon over Jon's nails, squeezing the yellow fruit.

"Because the moment that damn girl used her quirk on me, my fate was sealed. So now that you illegally hired them and forced them to work for you, you think that I can allow you to cause others that pain? I may love my children to death, but I want you to pay."

Jon's mouth opened in a heart wrenching scream as he tried to pull away from the pain and Bakugou, who stared at him coldly, trying to curl in on himself.

"B-b-but you're a hero...! You can't do this! Don't you save people?! I won't tell you anything!"

Bakugou took out a small knife next. "I'm not a hero anymore. I quit my job for my children. I'm okay with that. But I'm not okay with you hurting them. You won't tell? That's fine."

Bakugou's eyes glittered sadistically. "I'm going to make you sing."

"Did you know a technique Hagakure taught me?" He asked blandly, casually, as if he hadn't just tortured him. "When she showed me this, I was pretty disgusted by her. But now, since I'm so fucking angry, I'm going to show it to you."