Todoroki froze. "What was she talking about?" Kirishima didn't say anything. He didn't even move.

"Come on Kirishima~! The look in your eyes says it all!" She laughed. The dim light made her look demonic with her bright yellow eyes. "Kiri, I want you to tell me everything you did that cuttable blond up there. If you do, I might let you see him." She smiled, circling him like he was her prey. Which he was. He was nothing but prey to her. Kirishima stayed quiet. She scoffed, "Fine." She began to open the door. As the door cracked open he could scream coming from up the stairs.

"NO! PLEASE, I'M SORRY! JUST STOP! LET GO!"

"Okay! I'll tell you, just have them stop!" Kirishima yelled. He didn't want Bakugou to get hurt more than he already was. "I'm glad you see it my way, sharky!" She shut the door and the room was silent again. She walked over to him and smiled. "Come on now. sharky don't go all quiet on me now! I agreed to your proposal."

"...I t-touched him."

Todoroki's eyebrows furrowed. He didn't want to believe what he just heard. He touched Bakugou. Todoroki knew that Kirishima was always a friendly, touchy person but doing something like that to Bakugou?

"Explain, sharky. That isn't enough." She said, looking down on him. "What is there to explain? I told you what I did." She scoffed. "Sharky, Touching could mean a lot of things. Don't play dumb with me." The door opened again and a dark figure descended down the stairs. "Dabi." Kirishima glaring at the man. "Dabi, he thinks I'm stupid!" She said accusingly, pointing at the redhead. "Don't worry, I'll deal with it." He smiled as she went up the stairs. Soft crying could be heard as she opened the door.

"This isn't up for debate. What if I brought the cute blond down here to explain it instead? But you would enjoy that too much. Watching him stutter and look away from you as he spoke about you like you ain't even there." Dabi said, watching Kirishima's face. "Toga, bring him down here!" He yelled. The previously cracked door opened, revealing a beaten Katsuki. Tears fell from his face. Kirishima's heart ached.

"Katsuki, Sit." Dabi pointed to the stop right in front of Kirishima. He nodded and sat. He kept his gaze to his knees as Kirishima looked at all his marks and bruises. "Katsuki, Why don't you tell us what goes on when Kirishima and you are alone, Hm?" Katsuki raised his head as his eyes met with Kirishima's. He quickly looked away. "Suit yourself."

Dabi grabbed a bat from the wall on the opposite corner of the camera. He brought the bat over his head and brought it down onto Kirishima's hand. He screamed out and hunched over. "Okay! Okay, just stop!" Dabi smiled and threw it on the other side of the room.

"Come on now. Tell the whole class!" Dabi smiled. "H-he put his h-hands on my t-thighs and chest." "Did you want it?" Katsuki stayed quiet. Kirishima's nerves were blocking out all the pain that his hand was in. "Did you want it, Katsuki? Answer the question?" Dabi leaned in closer to the blond and whispered something into his ear. Bakugou stiffened and Kirishima started pulling on his restraints, but the camera didn't pick up what he said.

"No. I didn't want it! I never wanted it!" Katsuki cried. Tears dripped down his face as talked. "You're just as bad as some of the other men in my life!" He yelled at Kirishima as he hung his head. "That's enough Katsuki. Toga, bring him back upstairs." She nodded, pulling the crying blond back upstairs. "Now look at what you did. If you would have told me yourself your hand wouldn't have been broken and Katsuki wouldn't have cried."

"Don't start crying now!" Dabi laughed as Kirishima kept his head low. "That time hasn't come yet. Twice, you can come out now." Dabi turned towards the camera and it started moving. "Kirishima. Why don't you say goodbye to your friends?" Kirishima snapped his head towards the camera. "What? Surprised that your little friends are gonna know what you did to Katsuki?"

Dabi turned towards the camera and smiled. "Did you know this was happening right under your noses?" He laughed as the video stopped.

When the video ended the phone wiped itself. The video was gone and it was now just a new phone showing the language page. Todoroki stood up and rushed out of the room. He didn't even say goodbye to Hagakure or Ojiro. He ran up the flight of stairs and booked it into Bakugou's room.

Bakugou was sitting on his bed still talking to Samidare, talking about school while Midoriya sat there smiling at him. Momo was in the room too, putting his arm in a sling. They all jumped as Todoroki forcefully opened the door. Momo took that as her cue to walk out. She put a hand on his shoulder and walked out. "Samidare, I have to go now, but you can call me whenever," Bakugou said, smiling. He hung up and gave the phone back to Midoriya.

"Bakugou, why didn't you tell us that Kirishima was touching you?" Midoriya whipped his head to Bakugou as he just looked scaredly at him. "H-how do you know that?" "That doesn't matter. Why didn't you tell anyone?" Bakugou's eyes watered as he clenched his fist. "That n-never happened. I don't know what you're t-talking about." Todoroki sat next to him and hugged him. "Come on, Bakugou. You can't keep this to yourself. We could have helped you." "No! You couldn't have. I didn't need help, I was handling it on my own!"

"Bakugou sitting back and letting it happen isn't handling it on your own!" Todoroki yelled, holding Bakugou tighter. "No, that's how I always handle it. " He said. Todoroki pulled back looking into Bakugou's red puffy eyes. "What do you mean?" "It means as I said!" Bakugou yelled trying to push the half n half boy away from him. He doesn't budge. "That happens all the time so it's normal to me." He whispered, giving up on pushing him away. "I know I'm pretty. I know I'm adorable. I know I'm sexy. I know I have soft skin. I know my wrists are small. I know! I know it all! I don't want to know any more! I hate it so much!"

Water dripped down onto Todoroki's shirt as he held on to him. Todoroki had been watching him for months even before they kidnapped him. He has always seen Bakugou with a smile on his face. Hanging out with friends. Running his flower shop.

"Kacchan, why haven't you told anyone? They could have helped you." Bakugou glared at Midoriya. It's the maddest they've ever seen him. Midoriya shut his mouth and looked down at his hands. "Is that why you thought of Kirishima as every other man in your life?" He nodded into his chest. "You won't have to worry about any of that anymore now that you're with us." "That's what I thought before. How do I know you aren't like Kirishima?" Midoriya and Todoroki didn't know how to answer that. How were they supposed to prove that?

"We don't know. All we can say is that we aren't like him. Kirishima had a different upbringing than us two, but we would like to make this up to you." "How would you do that?"

@/Potatoccalon

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