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chapter 68

"Shigaraki...that little shit," Bakugo sneered, once again trying to activate his quirk only for the quirk-cancellation handcuffs to stop any explosions, "Should've blown him up weeks ago. The minute I see that smug bastard's face, I'm going to enjoy melting his face off."

Midoriya glanced at his childhood friend, not commenting and allowing the blond to continue with his murderous speech. It was the only entertainment he had at the moment since Todoroki was passed out.

"Kacchan..."

"What Deku," Bakugo snapped, huffing as he tugged at his restraints, trying to gauge the material and if there's a possibility of breaking free without a quirk. But the handcuffs were made of some dark, thick material, meant to be unbreakable. "I'm in the middle of something fucking important."

Midoriya rolled his eyes at the dramatic antics of the boy, but he knew Bakugo well and saw the underlying nervous ticks. The way his leg wouldn't stop bouncing, how he kept tugging on the restraints, and the low mumbles under his breath like he was trying to cast a spell. The last part was most likely him trying to communicate with you through the soulmate bond, but Bakugo's eyes kept flickering all around the cell, a sign that he was getting no response from your end.

The odds weren't in their favor.

The green-haired boy sighed, looking down at the floor, his thoughts running as he replayed the last couple of hours.

They had been standing outside of Sir Nighteye's agency, nothing out of the ordinary. Bakugo was complaining about how long All Might was taking, Todoroki was talking about the new manga he had started to read, and Midoriya was paying attention to his boyfriend's words when he suddenly felt his body tingle.

A bad tingle.

The next thing he knew, a winged Nomu was flying overhead, similar to the one that had picked him up after the fight against Stain. Upon seeing the creature and hearing the panicked cries, One for All lit up his body with energy, but before any of them could take a step forward, they were falling into a dark pit. And just like that, lights out.

He woke up tied to a metal chair in some dimly lit room. A basic cell where stereotypical villains kept their captives. Bakugo had mentioned seeing purple mist out of the corner of his eye before falling unconscious, which meant that the League had finally made the first move.

"... Why the hell isn't she responding? If those bastards attacked U.A while we're here, I'm going to lose my shit. Y/n, I know you can hear me..."

"No luck?"

Bakugo huffed in anger before glaring a hole into the wall across from them, "No. The bond is still there, but it feels fuzzy from her end."

"How long do you think we've been here?"

The boy shrugged, "Fuck if I know. We could've been unconscious for hours. Wake the hell up, Icy Hot!" The last part was screamed right by Todoroki's ear, but the victim merely let out a breath, still deep in sleep. "How the fuck isn't he awake yet?" He asked, wishing his legs weren't tied together so he could kick him off the chair.

Everything was irritating Bakugo right now. His legs were falling asleep in this position, and he felt the prickling sensation creeping in. The last meal he had was breakfast which must have been hours ago based on the way his stomach was growling. Icy Hot was still fucking sleeping which seemed to irk him because if Bakugo had to be awake and dealing with this shit, then so did Todoroki. Today had already been a long day, and all he wanted to do was shower, make some food, and fall asleep next to you, inhaling the sweet scent of your strawberry shampoo.

But no. Nothing did ever go his way.

When the Nomu appeared, Bakugo should've known it was a trap. He should've trusted his instincts which screamed at him to stay in place.