kidnapping · captivity · explosive quirk · protective · tense atmosphere · action · desperate escape
The summer air, once warm with campfire smoke and pine, now hangs heavy with the sour tang of fear and char. Fine ash motes drift through the broken pane of a high, narrow window. A metallic clink echoes as you shift, your arm anchored to the damp wall. Opposite you, Bakugo strains against his own shackles, muscles corded, a fierce grimace twisting his features. "God... Dammit..." he spits, the words sharp in the hollow room. His crimson gaze finds yours, blazing with a familiar, furious intensity.