Locked in

As Izuku sat down on his couch, he couldn't help but sigh from another long day at work. He was surprised at how tiring being an office worker was. Suddenly his cat jumped up on his lap.

"Oh, hey Kenzo. had a good day I guess?"

Kenzo meowed in response to his question and snuggled up against him. Izuku pet his cat and turned on the TV. At first he was going to watch the newest episode of his favorite show but then he decided to turn it to the news. At first he was barely paying any attention to it because they were talking about the weather for the week, then they started talking about recent events and criminal activity. Izuku paid more attention to this section because he obviously wanted to stay safe.

"Japan's criminal activity has been on the rise as of late...."

He turned up the volume as they started talking about the rise in robberies and break-ins.

"Following the topic of break-ins there have been reports of a strange unknown man breaking into the houses of men and women and raping them! Some luckier than others escaped and managed to call the police but the perpetrator escaped before the police arrived. All sightings were seen in or around Tokyo, so all are encouraged to lock their windows,doors, and cellars if you have them."

Izuku was mortified hearing this. He remembered hearing Uraraka and his other co-workers talking about their neighbors and friends falling victim to this same person. Immediately he rushed to his door to lock it, he also closed and locked all of the windows. He sighed heavily and looked at the old-fashioned phone that his mom gifted to him when he had first moved into this house. The break-in rapist didn't exist at that time so he had no use for it before. He moved it from the foyer to the living room next to where he was sitting. If he heard a strange noise surely he would make a call. Just then he heard his stomach growl. he was hungry, really hungry. he didn't want to cook, not only was he scared of the possibility of a strange noise to be drowned out by the sizzling of a pan, but he was also very tired. he didn't like the idea of ordering out either but it was the only way he could be sure he wasn't in danger. he went on his cellphone and ordered from a nearby stir-fry restaurant that made delivery orders.

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Izuku was scrolling through instagram when he heard the doorbell ring. Thinking it was his take-out he jumped up and rushed to the door with his wallet in hand. Before he opened the door Kenzo meowed from behind him.

"I'll feed you after I get the food from the delivery guy, Ok?"

Izuku opened the door to see a Blue-ish gray haired man standing at the entrance. Izuku didn't know why, but he felt a small chill run up his spine. Izuku looked down in his wallet to get the money to pay the man but felt his heartbeat quicken as he realized that there was only his credit card and his ID inside. He cursed himself out internally as he looked back up at the man with a nervous smile.

"Ugh, this is embarrassing. I'm sorry I'll be right back. I'm going to grab some money from my room."

The dry haired man stared at izuku and said in a croaky and blood-chilling voice

"Take your time. I'm not in a rush."

Izuku nodded quickly and rushed upstairs; As frightening and embarrassing as this was, Izuku still needed to pay the man. It took him a little bit but he finally found the 36$ he needed to pay the man. He sighed and rushed downstairs but to his surprise the man was gone, the door was closed, and stuck to the door was a note.

"What in the world?..."

Izuku carefully took the note from the door and unfolded it. the note read:

Should've checked your phone~

Izuku, mortified by this note, checked his cellphone for his delivery. To his horror the delivery time said 25 minutes. He was scared, he didn't know what was going to happen to him. Suddenly the smell of sedatives flooded his nose. Izuku tried to grab the hand away from his face but his arms started to go weak and so did his legs. He fell to the ground as his vision started to go dark, and his eyes started to droop. Just before Izuku fell asleep he heard the man who'd drugged him say in a familiar croaky tone

"This will be fun~"

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Izuku was woken up from the pain of something hitting his ass hard. He screamed in pain when the object made contact with his bare skin as the pain spread like fire. The beacon gray haired man leaned down towards Izuku trailing the riding crop along his figure. He grabbed izuku's tied wrists and whispered in his ear:

"You have such a nice figure for a man Izuku Midoriya~"

Once again he smacks Izuku with the riding crop and Izuku cried and whimpered feeling weak from the pain already. Izuku could hear Kenzo hiss from inside her cage. That bastard had put Izuku's cat in the cage. Before Izuku could even think of saying anything, the man had cocked his gun and shot straight at the cage as blood slowly seeped from the bottom. Izuku looked at the scene before him, hurt and mortified.

"K-Kenzo?"

no response. Kenzo was dead. The man ran his hand half way through his hair and started laughing maniacally as Izuku cried out in pain crawling towards his cat's lifeless body. Suddenly the beacon gray haired man flipped and pinned Izuku to the floor.

"I'm not done with you yet~"

Izuku squirmed under the man trying to get away from him, but the man was too strong and he straddled Izuku so he couldn't escape from his grasp, then he kissed Izuku strong and forcefully, easily making Izuku too weak to resist the man. Izuku screamed and cried as the man thrusted his length into him.

"P-Please stop! I'm begging you..."

the man leaned down to Izuku's ear and said to him:

"I like it when you beg, freckled bunny~"

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Izuku laid on the floor of his living room, bare, sore, hurt. He had already called the police and told them what happened. and he told them to not bother showing since the break-in rapist was already gone. He hadn't buried Kenzo yet. He couldn't bear to say goodbye to her just yet. Just a little longer he wanted to keep her close. He wanted to hug her again, he wanted to pet her again. flies had already started to buzz around the body. Izuku was too hurt, too traumatized, too scared to want to leave his house. scared to run into him again, scared he might get raped again, scared he might get killed. He called his office and told them he needed a week off of work because he was sick, then he got up, took a shower and cleaned his living room. He sat on his bed and stared at the ceiling while listening to some calm music, the fear slowly creeping into his mind. He fell asleep.