You were on your knees, watching Akashi as he paced back and forth in front of you. His fingers running through your hair as he twirled his gun. The men that were tied up infront of you looked at you for help but you didn't know what to do. Not that you could do anything. He dug the heel of his boot into one of their backs, pushing him over.

You shifted uncomfortably. You hated when he did this. You could ignore the fact that he tortured you all the time because he always made it up to you with affection. He sighed, aiming and pulling the trigger. A bullet hitting the ground.

You flinched slightly, a tear rolling down your cheek as he squat down infront of you. Cupping your cheek as he kissed your forehead pushing you into his chest. "Shh, you're okay baby."