One Shot to Shine

Chapter 12⚠️⚠️⚠️

⚠️WARNING THIS CHAPTER HAS REFERENCES TO RAPE, SEXUAL, AND PHYSICAL ASSAULT IF YOU WISH TO SKIP THAT IS FINE.⚠️

Kirishima couldn't remember how long he'd been held in captivity, the chains on his wrists had worn friction burns into his skin so deep even his hardened body would sting and ache. He'd been repeatedly tortured, they would pull the air out of his lungs or they would smother him with it till he passed out. The worst part was when his captor, a supposed student named Caelum, got the itch to play with Kirishima in other ways. The thought made Kirishima tense, he hurt all over and missed Bakugou deeply. He told himself that he would make it through this to kiss his boyfriends lips again.
"Oh, my look who's awake, good thing to I'm in the mood for some extra fun." Caelum giggled grabbing his crotch.
Kirishima groaned as Caelum brought out an electric cow prod, and started zapping him all over his back and stomach till there where large burns that stung and bled. Kirishima had learned that if he tried to use his quirk then Caelum would just suffocate him till he released it.
"Good boy, now moan for me, if you dont I'll make sure it hurts." Kirishima cried as Caelum entered him unforgivingly.
By the time he finished Kirishima was raw and bleeding from the treatment and his tears had run dry.
He looked up through the little window of his hellish prison cell at the night sky hoping, praying they would find him soon.
"You still think they're coming for you, have you any idea how long you've been down here with me?" Caelum's voice was full of malice.
Kirishima didn't reply.
"You've been here for two months, wake up they're not coming for you." Caelum shouted no longer amused.
He punched Kirishima in the gut until he puked, then he left slamming the metal vault door shut behind him.
Two months, had it really been that long? Kirishima felt the tears return as he hung there and sobbed, where was Bakugou, was he still looking for him. Of course he is, his inner voice shouted, Hell itself couldn't stop Bakugou from finding us, we just have to be patient and hold out a bit longer.
Days seemed to crawl by and Kirishima's time became split between torture sessions, Caelum getting his rocks off, and silence.
He was starting to loose hope as the days went by, and what little sleep he could manage proved to be his only salvation. Bakugou was always there when he closed his eyes, they walked the beach, they cuddled together in bed. Kirishima constantly wondered if he would ever get to lay next to Bakugou's warm body, or feel his calloused hands on his skin.
"Oh, my dear sweet pet I have a suprise for you." Caelum's voice interrupted the silence one day.
The boy held up a shock collar for Kirishima to see.
"Isn't it lovely, you should thank me for getting you such an expensive gift." He laughed maniacally as he buckled it around Kirishima's throat.
He hit the button and Kirishima felt the electricity rip through him, causing him to scream till he was hoarse. Again and again he was shocked and Kirishima could do nothing but hang there.
"Let's see, ahh how about this?" Caelum pulled out a leather bull whip.
He smacked Kirishima across the back one, two, three, a total of seventeen times before Kirishima activated his quirk.
"Uh, no you know the penalty for ruining my fun." Caelum growled.
Kirishima felt the air get ripped out of his lungs, as he shook and trembled, finally his body gave out and his vision went black. He shifted in and out of consciousness for what seemed like forever. Before finally opening his eyes to daylight coming through the little window.
"Oh good, I thought I'd killed you, we wouldn't want that now would we?" Caelum's voice was light but sharp the unspoken message, don't piss me off again or I will kill you, rang clear.
A few days later Caelum came into the room in a suprisingly chipper mood. He reached up and took the shock collar off from Kirishima's neck and set it on the table. Kirishima looked at it a bit confused for a moment until Caelum spoke his voice making Kirishima flinch a bit.

"Bath time, we need you clean for your new buyer." He said pointing a hose at Kirishima.
The water was frigid and the force made Kirishima tense and turn away as it hit his raw, damaged body. Kirishima whimpered in pain as he was roughly taken down from the shackles and thrown on the floor.
"Put these on and dont try anything funny, or else." Caeum threw a pair of tight blue jeans at him.
Kirishima looked around thinking he may have missed the shirt, but then he realized he was only given pants so whoever the buyer was could see as much of his body as possible. Kirishima shivered at the thought of someone else taking him even further from Bakugou.
"Hurry up we have an appointment to keep." Caelum yelled.
Kirishima put on the pants thankfully to be wearing something at least. Once on his hands where shackled behind him, so that his chest was in full view. They led him into a small garage, and shoved him into the back of the windowless van that was parked and running.
Caelum hopped in behind him and whispered, "I will be taking your oxegen, not enough for you to pass out but just enough so you can't make a scene."
Kirishima felt the air slowly leave his lungs, he soon realized what he meant by the statement. Kirishima was concentrating so hard on his lungs screaming for more oxygen that he couldn't speak, or scream for help.
"Good, and now we're off, I sure am going to miss you." Caelum brushed his thumb down Kirishima's cheek.
Kirishima drew away from the touch involuntary and was punished by more of his breath being stolen.
"Maybe it's for the best, hopefully your new owners will get just as much pleasure out of you as I did." He laughed cruelly.
They soon arrived and Kirishima was hauled out of the van and into the moonlight. They walked him about a hundred yards, into an area that looked a lot like a park Kirishima thought. Two people sat on a bench a few feet away, the first one was an older blonde with ragged hair and a tattoo on the left side of his face. The second one was Kirishima's age, the boy had yellow cat eyes and black hair. Kirishima inhaled what air he could and almost stopped breathing on his own accord. He knew that brown sugary scent anywhere, but it couldn't be. He looked a little closer at the two, Mr.Aizawa and his eyes danced over the younger one hoping that it wasn't his brain playing tricks.
"Mr. Kiri." The boy spoke and Kirishima could have hit the ground in joy.
The nickname was all it took, Kirishima knew he was saved, and more importantly he was saved by the love of his life Bakugou.