ॱᐧ.˳˳.⋅ 𐀔 "For your dreams, lightswitch."
𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 a nightmare-ish girl and an explosive boy try not to kill each other as they become heroes in their own stubborn ways and... lovers? What the fuck?
slowburn katsuki bakugo x teasing!oc
who...
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𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐬
She had been in that dark room for days now, and the only other person in there with her refused to speak a word. They were very poor company for a child.
So, when a kid came to her door, who was she to deny the offer of a way out?
Locking the door behind them after he led her out of the room, he couldn't help but grow irritated as she stared at him. It felt like daggers piercing the side of his neck as her gaze lingered while they walked.
"You're Shi's friend," Asumi finally said, breaking the silence. There were no questions about her kidnapping, nor was there any screaming or crying. Of all things, it was curious that she'd choose that. Though, even at a young age, she tended to only be upset with someone if they gave her a reason. So far? He had done nothing. Besides, he looked a little older than her, around the age of nine or ten.
He grimaced at the word. That wasn't quite the one he'd use to describe their relationship, but he muttered a small, "Yeah."
"You have a lot of scratches on your neck."
He forced himself not to roll his eyes at the obvious statement. "Yeah."
"Where are we going?" There it was. The golden question. Why was she being pried from her room of confinement now?
"Master wanted me to show you something," he stated simply as they turned a corner down a darker hallway.
Asumi knew of this Master—well, his Master, it seemed. He was the reason she was locked in there, wasn't he? She heard him give the order.
Even still, her eyes lit up. "Show me what?"
They stopped in front of a door, its locks all opened. It looked very scary in a child's opinion, bordered with rust and heavy with iron. If only she had listened to the intuition that whatever was behind it was just as scary, if not more.
It creaked open slowly, her neck craning to the side for a peek as it revealed what was inside.
She wished she had closed her eyes.
She wished she had stayed in her room.
Anything to avoid seeing the black body bags inside. There had to have been more than a dozen stacked on top of one another, and she only knew what they were because of the outline of their shape. Those were... dead people.
"Master wanted me to show you what will happen if you don't do it."
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Blazing sirens were what first awoke her, much like an annoying alarm in the morning. Her eyes blinked rapidly as the sun blinded her, causing her to raise a hand over her face. In doing so, the male waiting beside her realized she was awake.
