𝒞𝒽𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓂𝒶𝓈 𝒜𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑒 | 𝒜 𝒯𝑜𝒹𝑜𝐵𝒶𝓀𝓊 𝒮𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎 |

| Chapter 14 |

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Before Todoroki could finish his sentence, Izuku ran off, leaving him there with tears brimming his eyes, a pounding heart, and thoughts going through his head. He felt like he could pass out. His breathing was ragged, and his vision began to fill with black dots. His body slowly falling to the floor, and his eyes closing.

As Izuku ran to Bakugo's room, he felt tears sting his eyes. Bakugo had already been through enough shit in his life, and he was already kidnapped once, which failed incredibly. So what'd they want from him this time? They tried to get him to become a villain the first time, and that didn't work. He felt his body come to a halt as he stared into the room before him. His eyes wide and his mouth slightly agape. Chest rising and falling from running and body frozen.

He didn't know what to do. He didn't know if he should walk into the room and look at everything or if he should wait outside the door and get Aizawa to come down so they can gather things. Before he could make that decision, his body made it for him. His legs began to walk, the soft tap of his red sneakers echoing throughout the room. The sound of glass crunching underneath the sole of his shoes made him lift his foot out of instinct.

The room was frigid and still.

Something that Katsuki's room usually never was. Slowly he walked into the center of his room and started to go in a circle. His eyes scanning every nook and cranny. He noticed the broken glass, the scattered papers, and the frigid temperature. The bookshelves that were above Katsuki's bed being broken and falling onto the bed below it.

He stopped circling around—his body facing the back right corner. There was something shiny there. He slowly walked towards it and noticed that it was a shard of some kind. There was some blood-stained on it. Right next to where he was standing was a spot of blood. It didn't look dried quite yet; in fact, it still looked quite fresh. His skin paled, and his eyes widened. "He could be dead..." he whispered out.

____With Bakugo____

It had been only a couple of hours since he went missing now, and needless to say, he was starting to get...tired. The wound on his side was not bandaged or cleaned. Crimson red liquid dripped down from his side and onto the floor beneath him. Dabi went upstairs to get a snack and something else. He wasn't gonna tell the ash-blonde the story yet. He didn't take part in the kidnapping of Bakugo. Knew that the male meant too much to his little brother and knew that if he killed them, not only would he feel horrible, but the one thing that made Shoto happy would be taken away once again.

Walking down the hall, he makes a turn and unlocks the door. Walking in and closing it behind him, he sets his food and water on the table. He had a first aid kit in the other and opened it. "I know you make him happy..." Dabi commented. His monotone voice ringing in Bakugo's ears. He didn't hear a response and huffed before turning around. He noticed Bakugo out cold and his skin a sickly pale. "Dammit!" he yelled.

He took the kit and walked over to him, lifting his head gently, one hand cupping his chin and the other cupping the back of his head. He may have learned some stuff when it came to medical situations. 'Okay, we can either slap him awake or pour the hydrogen peroxide on his abdomen and wake him up that way.' Dabi thought to himself.

'Nah, we'll go with the peroxide.' Taking the cap off, he slowly lifts the blood-soaked blonde shirt and softly and not meaning it one bit, says, "Sorry." before pouring it over the wound. "F-FUCKING HELL!" Bakugo yelled. His voice back and the pain of the peroxide were poured, making him bite his lip to cover up the whimpers and growls that were going to come out. Bakugo's breath was uneven, and his pupils were blown wide.

"Why the hell would you do that, jackass?!" he questioned the squatting male in front of him. "To avoid it from getting infected and so I can patch it up, so you don't die, dumbass," he responded. That seemed to silence the writhing male. "S-So. Tell me what the fuck I'm doing here." Bakugo growled out. "I don't even know why the hell you're here. But what I do know is that you need to shut the fuck up so I can take care of you." Dabi instructed.

That surprised Katsuki. "Why in the he-" "Just shut the hell up and bite on this, okay," Dabi said before sticking a wadded up bandana in the blonde's mouth. "This is gonna hurt. You need a break from the pain to tap my shoulder. You're gonna need to breathe through this. It'll help relax the muscles with each stitch I do. Got it?" Dabi said. Katsuki nodded hastily and was gonna make a smartass remark about how he could handle the fucking pain but decided against it.

He just had to choose the slowest way of doing this, didn't he? He didn't have the materials he needed to use a hot iron to close the wound, nor did he know how to, so he did it the way he taught himself. All thanks to those thrown away anatomy books he found in the back of a book store. Bakugo bit down on the wadded cloth harshly. His eyes watered, and tears fell down his cheeks. Every now and again, Dabi would look up to see if he's still awake and okay. If he went into shock, that would kill him.

He was only halfway done with the stitches when he felt a tap on his shoulder, signifying him to stop. The bandana fell from Bakugo's mouth, and small whimpers left his mouth. "F-Fuck. Wa....-water," he mumbled out. His stomach was churning from the pain, and his vision began to fill with black dots again, but he tried to stay awake. Getting up, Dabi grabs the water bottle and hands it to the male.

The hour before this, Dabi uncuffed him so his hands could be in front of him instead of the back of him. More comfortable. "Can I keep going? Getting this done faster will help your body lessen the pain after." Dabi commented. Okay, that wasn't entirely true; he just knew that the more they waited, the nerves would calm down slightly and that it would make it more painful after. Usually, the adrenaline would numb some of the pain, but at the feeling, the only emotions Bakugo is feeling are pain, confusion, and the want to be hugged by Shoto.

Dabi continued on with the stitches, and once he was done, he cleaned it up, put some Neosporin on it, a gauze patch, and settled on giving the male some pain meds.

"He makes you happy, and you make him happy. Once the clock strikes midnight, everyone is going to be asleep in their rooms. I'm gonna be awake because I don't sleep. I took your phone when you were knocked out the first time. I'll send your location to Shoto, and then he, along with the rest of his little buddies, should be here to save you. I'll use one of my clones to fool them and help you get to wherever you need to go, alright?" Dabi instructed.

"Wait a damn minute. Hold on a fuckin minute. Why do you want to rescue me, and how the hell do you know Shoto's name?" Katsuki questioned.

"Because I'm his brother, and I know that you two like each other. I wasn't apart of this. I was against this whole bullshit of a plan."

"What.the.fuck?"

"It's a fucked up situation that I don't have the patience to explain."

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Alright, here's this one. It gets happy, I promise! Happy holidays everyone!

Stay safe and be careful out there.