"Shit!" Bakugou seethed in pain, as you tortured him. You were a hero. He...was a villain. And your ex. He used to be a hero but something changed in him. Something he never wanted to talk about. He here was, in front of you, cuffed to a metal table, just you and him. "Fuck, " He panted, looking up at you with those red eyes. "Y'know, however mant times you break my bones, I won't talk. You won't make me. I won't betray the LOV like that." His breaths were uneven, and ragged, the pain coursing through him. He tried to flex his wrists in the cuffs but they were very tight. A very small voice in the back of his head was turned on by this situation. You confronting him in that hero suit. You torturing him. 'Fuck. No. Stop thinking like that. This is my enemy.' He thought, looking up at you through his black hair he dyed. He heard you ask him a question but he decided to hit you with silent treatment. 'The way you glare at me is so hot. No-stop!' He was having a battle in his head, ignoring what you were saying, completely wrapped up in the battle in his mind.