The guards dragged us to cell 01. When they shut the door, one of em explained:
"You're sharing everything now: the bed, the toilet, even the food. We were running out of cells anyways and he- said this was a way to fix it."
I felt so many emotions at that point. 'They must be kidding... we get barely any food and now I'm sharing that one portion with Bakugou? Goddamn this place, goddamn him.' I angrily thought.
Out of all the people I could've been stuck with, I was somewhat glad it was with Katsuki. But then again, I wasn't happy about the idea of sharing rooms with anyone.
Katsuki just sighed and sat down on the ground,
"Fuck this. I bet we won't get food tonight either." He angrily barked,
"Damn this fucking place."
I looked around the small room and I saw drawings and carvings on all the walls. I got somewhat curious so I asked this:
"Did you do this?"
"Of course, this is my fucking cell. I was the first to be stuck in this shithole."
"What?" I asked while being confused about his statement.
"What do you not understand, you moron!" He scolded me.
"You...were the first.. ? So... what...uhm happened all those years ago?"
He tsked, took a deep breath and spoke,
"Since we're stuck here for a while, I might as well tell you- So listen up cause I ain't planning on telling you twice."
I quietly sat on the hard ground near Katsuki. He started his story,
"Remember how we used to cross paths sometimes?"
"Yeah, I remember that you creep~"
"Hey! Shut up and lemme continue!"
I smiled at him, he continued,
"Well I wanted a rematch, I wanted to catch ya off-guard one day and return to our fight. The day you backed out pissed me off so damn much, that I just tried everything to fight you again."
"I already know that part of the story 'KaCcHaN' but go on" I teased him.
"HEY SHUT UP, YOU NERD!!" After a few seconds of screeching, he continued,
"Well the day I disappeared, I wanted to try something else. I was going down to Deku's for him to tell you that if you didn't appear by the same spot tomorrow ALONE, that somebody else is gonna get hurt... It was a scare tactic, but if I needed to pull through on my threat, I would've." Katsuki paused for a second as if to readjust himself. I remember clearly him looking down.
"On my way to Deku's, that's.... when it happened. After that, you know the rest..."
I nodded, but then I realised that he didn't tell me everything yet and that there was one thing I was curious about.
"There's one thing you haven't told me..."
"Hm?"
"I wanna know what happened in the white room, Bakugou..."
He stayed quiet for a second, then looked at me with a sad yet powerful gaze. He cleared his throat and finally yet hesitantly explained,
"I didn't cooperate with the bastard, told him to eat shit. I tried to use my explosions on him, but he dodged, smiled at me and walked right outta the room. Next thing I knew all the lights became brighter, almost blinding me, and this... song started playing. I tried getting out, but the damn door wouldn't budge. I sat down somewhere and waited it out... For goddamn hours that stupid, annoying song played, over and over and over again. It was fucking maddening. I couldn't think straight, it was that loud. I couldn't sleep, it was that damn loud. I was tired and restless, but they did everything to keep me awake for what seemed like days. It was torture... After what felt like days, it only seemed to get worse... I couldn't sleep for a while cause of that music...haunting me. Then when they gave me these scars, he played the damn tune again just to toy with me..."
I didn't expect him to tell me that. He started tearing up. I couldn't say I completely understood his pain, but I couldn't dismiss his pain either. So I sat a bit closer to him.
I put my hand on his, squeezing his a bit. I just felt like I needed to do something.
He allowed it for a few seconds, then swiftly took his hand away and wiped his tears. We sat there for a while, in pure soothing silence.
Maybe it was the warmth of his hand for those few short seconds, or maybe the thought of having an actual friend here, but after a while... I fell asleep.
I must've slept for 12 hours that day. I remember feeling so rested. I looked around and I was suddenly on the bed, instead of the ground I fell asleep on. I noticed Katsuki and well he was just sleeping on the floor. I felt guilty seeing him, he didn't deserve to sleep like that.
We continued to work, but our hunger grew worse for the next couple of weeks. Splitting meals wasn't ideal, but that's the only thing we could do. Katsuki and I started fighting about everything. Hunger messes with people, and it messed us up pretty bad.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO HUH?!" I screamed, hungrily, waiting for our meal to arrive.
"IF YOU JUST SHUT YOUR TRAP THAT DAY, WE WOULDN'T BE IN THIS SITUATION!" He yelled, making angry gestures at me.
"SOOOOORRYY THAT I STOOD UP FOR YOU- I DIDN'T WANT YOU TO HAVE A BeAuTiFuL ADDITION TO THOSE SCARS YA GOT THERE."
"YOU SHOULDA MINDED YOUR OWN BUSINESS, YOU EXTRA."
Suddenly a knock echoed through our room that made us shut up, the food was here. Katsuki just looked me viciously in the eyes. There it was, that intimidation again.
They slid the food through the small opening in the door, I felt like taking it all for myself. I knew Katsuki had the same thought. We were both so hungry.
I controlled myself though and walked slowly up towards the food. Katsuki's eyes followed me through the room, making me a bit uneasy. I split the food, reluctantly gave half to him.
We didn't speak to each other for a few days after that night...We ignored each other's existence.
Then on one quiet day...
"I'm sorry..." His deep voice murmured.
"W-what?" I questioned, confused by his words. At that moment an apology was the last thing I'd expect from Katsuki.
"You heard me- I'm not repeating myself!!"
I sighed,
"It's fine, Bakugou. I just wish we had more food..."
After that, we sat there quietly for a minute, just resting from our labour. Then to my surprise he somewhat calmly said,
"It's Katsuki."
I gave him a small smile and stated,
"You're full of surprises today."
He tsked and sat on the bed.
Katsuki was always full of surprises, but that day stood out.
My hatred for that place grew stronger every single day. Our labour seemed to get worse, or maybe that was just my fatigue talking. Katsuki seemed to warm up to me, but I wasn't entirely sure. He was always such a hot headed guy, it's hard to notice these things with him even to this day.
I did feel sorry for him though. Some nights he wouldn't come to our shared cell; The day after those nights he would always have new scars, still red from whatever they did to him. Whenever I asked him about it though, he wouldn't say anything, but he wouldn't cry either. I felt so helpless back then...
Whenever I got scars, it was during labour hours. They'd pull me aside and punish me for whatever I did wrong again. I never understood why they punished us so differently, but I never bothered to ask.
Katsuki and I always tried to find the little things that could help us guess where we were, or who kidnapped us, or why. We never found answers though.
"Do you have an idea who he is?" I asked, half-eating our shared meal.
"Him? He's a dead man walking!" He threatened and sat at his usual spot, eating as well.
"Frustrating how we've been here forever and still don't know what's going on." I complained.
He tsked, "All I care about is putting that jerk in his place."
We never did find out who he was. Even now he's managed to escape without a trace, that bastard.
Katsuki and I had our ups and downs, but we always stuck by each other. That's something that has never ever changed about us, even to this day.
Our relationship did change one day...for the better.
Author's Note:
Bakugou: *tells the reader about his painful memories in the white room*
My best friend who pre-read the story: That's rough buddy.
Seriously though, no hate towards my friend.
Also a while ago I read about music torture and how even the CIA uses it on prisoners. That's why I used it for Bakugou's explanation, cause music torture is worse than its sounds. Plus I think that's cool.