"Not until you promise to leave everyone else alone. . ." Todoroki said, sitting down in the metal chair.
"I promise, Now get your ass up!" Katsuki growls, His voice fading out a bit.
Shoto reluctantly stood up, following Katsuki to wherever he was leading him to.
Bakugou walks until he finds an Iron door. Then he stops in front of it, Staring at it until Shoto caught up. Kirishima had been peering at them from around a corner, letting his curiosity get the best of him.Shoto waited expectantly for the other to open the door. But Katsuki suddenly grabs him by his dual colored hair, Gripping him tightly and uncomfortably. He suddenly pushes the iron door open with a grunt and shoves him inside. The whole room was padded and. . .White. Almost blinding. And it was so silent that even the footsteps reverberated off the walls. Before Todoroki could even turn around, Bakugou shouts and slams the door shut, And locks it. Leaving Shoto alone now.
"Have fuuuuun!"
As Todoroki was shoved in and the door was closed, he found himself standing there silently. 'Well then, what else could I have expected from a madman?' He slumped down in the corner of the whited out room, closing his eyes because they had started to hurt already.
Kirishima suddenly reveals his presence, getting up and walking over ."I'm sorry for upsetting you earlier, Man. . .would you like your lunch now or later?" He asks.
Bakugou swivels around and stares at Kirishima"I don't- I don't care when. Just leave it and get lost."
'Hopefully the bastard lets me out soon. . .then again. . .what would I do then?' Shoto felt the urge for violence grow, But didn't want to kill his previous classmate, not because of the reason he considered this man an equal, but because of the fact he was training to become a hero and not a murderer.
Bakugou suddenly bangs on the Iron door- Sending the obnoxious noises radiating off the walls and drilling into Shoto's ears Shoto sat there for what felt like ages, still not hearing the boy letting up. "Bakugou, stop playing games." he said, walking over to the metal door. Bakugou doesn't seem to want to respond. Shoto sits in silence, the sound of his heartbeat piercing his mind.
For three days.
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How The Tables Have Turned
Short Story~WARNING! CONTAINS HEAVY SMUT AND KINKS! THIS IS NOT FOR CHILDREN~ Such as: Degradement Bondage Choking (Smut starts at Chapter 3) YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED