COMPLETED Todobaku fanfic Depressed Baku ######################### "N-No! Please!" I was being dragged down the hall to the scariest leader in history. "i haven't done anything wrong!" Tears streamed down my face and I was forced to my knees. I didn't dare look up, knowing my place in this world. "Here he is, Sir." There was no answer but I could feel all eyes on me. "Look at me." I slowly look up when told to and my blood runs as cold as the familiar eyes I lock onto. He had a tilted crown on his head and a gun in his hand. He sat on the throne like he was a king. And he is. ############################## The world has been taken over by a powerful Mafia group. Lead by a cold blooded killer. The world was his playground and no one could say otherwise. His face is unknown, only seen by his victims. Lately, people have gone missing. Males between the ages of 18 and 24. It was suspected the leader was looking for a bride, getting rid of potential suitors for young women. When Katsuki Bakugou was suddenly dragged from his home at age 19, he learned the real reason behind the disappearances. CONTAINS: -Sexual references -Mild mention of rape -Alcohol usage/ underage drinking -Self-harm/cutting -Depression -Death -Murder -Guns -Blood -Physical Abuse mentions and actions(not from todoroki) -Metal abuse mentions and actions -Bottom Bakugou -Mention of animal abuse (small) -Legal age gap STARTED: 5/5/2020 FINISHED: 5/29/2020 Also, for legal reasons, I don't own BNHA/MHA or any of the characters. Except Marshmallow.

Shoto Todoroki had the life of a king. He was an extremely powerful mafia leader, and he loved it. people followed his orders, they respected him, he got to /hurt/ people. That was the best part. He was cold and distant to all, no one could touch him without the consequence being too great for them to handle. He was fully prepared to turn down the request of his next meeting, that was until he saw the boy he trusted with his life so long ago was the one asking for help. Katsuki Bakugou was not like he used to be, he used to be an ass...well he still was but not like his school days. He met someone, that person changed him, made him softer, made it easier for him to handle his emotions. As cheesy as it makes him feel, Bakugou felt they were soulmates. But his lover changed, so Bakugou broke things off. when things between him and his ex become too hostile for even the explosive blonde, he's forced to beg for help at the feet of a powerful mafia boss and old friend, Shoto Todoroki _____________ I just really wanted to see this, and I'm quarantined so might as well.

Katsuki plucks the glass from the stranger's hand and drinks it down, wrinkling his nose at the harsh burn. "Fuckin' whiskey? You didn't even get the good shit." He says with a snort, tossing the glass somewhere on the other end of the sofa. The man cocks his head to the side, either incredibly amused or bordering disinterested. "While Balvenie is quite an aquired taste, I can assure you it is, to borrow from you, the good shit." The man says, leaning back into the sofa while an arm snakes around Katsuki's slim figure to grip his thigh with callous hands. "Yeah? It tastes like spicy dishwater." "It's 50 year old single malt scotch whiskey. Someone with a simple pallette wouldn't appreciate it." "Did you just call me uncultured?" "I'm saying that you don't look like you're old enough to even know what good whiskey is." Or, Katsuki's about to give Sandra Bullock a run for her money.