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conrtist · 4 years ago

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“Just wait until you meet my partner, he won’t be this gentle,” Tomura pets the top of your head, a cold flash spreading across your body as soon as you hit the cold hard ground. Your eyes are covered and you’ve been restrained. You’ve been given only the right to speak. Tomura types on his phone frantically, his middle finger carefully separated from the phones surface. The rooms dark from your eyes but you can feel the bright lights burning into your skin.

“Better play nice now, Dabi’s on his way out here. At least pretend to be afraid, it adds on to the… fun,” Tomura says, his voice taking a sharp fall in tone when referring to his partner in crime. You’ve only ever heard stories about villains and their crimes. You thought of robberies, shoplifting, abuse, never did you think you’d become a hostage. It’s been only a few days, the men who are keeping you have treated you like a pet instead of bait and you can’t help but believe them when they say they won’t hurt you. How could you know? You don’t even know what they look like.

You stay on the ground leaning on the man behind you. You’re body’s weak but you’re ready to follow through, excited even. You were promised a reward, you expect freedom but they were thinking of something much more fitting for a hostage.

Creeeak…

“Dabi, I found you a new play toy. Don’t hurt them this time, I’ve made a promise-…” Tomura goes on, rambling about Dabi’s past antics.

“You’re scaring them,” Dabi interrupts and closes the door behind him. You lay patiently, anticipating his touch once you hear the steps get closer. “So, they’re exactly what I asked for,”

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