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“Well well well. Look who's come crawling back to me? Isn't that right…..Osomatsu?” Tougou says as he stands above Osomatsu, his body towering over him as Osomatsu is tied to a chair, seemingly woken up after blacking out.
“I knew my favorite toy would return to me. After all, you wouldn't want your brothers to know about us…would you?” Tougou says as he steps closer.
“I don't-”
“Quiet. Toys don't speak, do they?” He says, pressing the blade of a knife to Osomatsu’s neck. His breath brushing against the shell of Osomatsu's ear as he trembles, shaking his head.
“Atleast you're still competent enough to listen.” Tougou murmurs, pulling away with a smirk. “Now, I've heard you don't have a job. And you're how old now? Still the same useless, pathetic, piece of shit you were back then. And to think I'm the one with a company made by breaking my neck and doing what's necessary to climb the ranks.” He says as he circles around Osomatsu.
*Let me go…I did what you wanted….why am I even here? Why-* Suddenly, Tougou roughly grabs Osomatsu's face. “Look at me when I'm talking to you, slut.” He growls.
“I'm not-”
SMACK
His nose is bleeding, his face…it hurts….it hurts..
“You must've felt relieved when I went to prison. All those precious years doing NOTHING. Amounting to NOTHING, and yet, here we are again.” Tougou chuckles, smearing the blood dribbling down his face as he roughly kisses him, all tongue and teeth as he bites his lip with enough force to break skin.
“Now that I think about it…those brothers of yours..I don't think they'd miss their dear brother too much if one day you just…say…vanished?” He says as he licks the blood on his lips. “They haven't come to your rescue yet, and they most likely won't. And if they did…well…let's just say they'd have a fate worse than death. Yeah?” Tougou chuckles to himself.
*Help….help me……* Osomatsu’s breathing quickens. The reality of the situation hitting him like a ton of bricks as he thrashes in the ropes, binding him to the chair.
When suddenly…it's not a chair…it's a bed..his wrists and ankles are bound as a bright piercing light beams down on him.
*No….not again…..I'm..I'm sorry…..please* Tears prick his eyes as his breathing staggers, painfully as each breath feels like a knife piercing through him.
“Oh? You're awake. Have you come to your senses? If not, that's fine. I have means to get you to behave~” Tougou says as he grabs the gun next to the nightstand. “Y'know..this is my favorite one..I'd hate to get it dirty.” He says, pressing it against Osomatsu's forehead.
“Are you going to behave yourself? Or should I finally get rid of you for good?” Tougou says lowly.
Wet globs of tears fall down his cheeks, mixed with blood as he realizes he's been biting his lips raw to stifle the helpless sounds he's been making.
He shakes his head and Tougou smirks. “Good. We wouldn't want your brothers to have to bury such filth. And we both know that's all you are. A filthy toy.” Tougou says as he rips Osomatsu's clothes off in one smooth motion.
It's cold. He's shaking…trembling violently.
Just give in.
*What…? No….I…I don't want this!-*
You deserve it.
*No….I don't-...This isn't…..please don't….*
Oh dear, Osomatsu…your body knows even if your mind doesn't.
He's slick between the thighs…his trembling thighs..covered in scratches and cuts.
*No! Please- Not…not now-* He whimpers pitifully as his tears cloud his vision.
Just give in. It'll be over soon.
*Help me……mom……….dad…..anyone….*
GASP
Osomatsu jolts awake in a cold sweat. His brothers are still asleep. Good. He doesn't know what he'd do if they were awake right now.
“Shit..” He murmurs as he feels the familiar wetness in between his legs as he slips out of bed and hobbles to the bathroom. “What's wrong with me…” He murmurs to himself as he looks at his reflection in the mirror.
You DO know, Osomatsu. You know very well.
“Shut up..I don't have time for this…” He groans.
I'm a part of you. The REAL you, remember? Well..you never really forgot, did you?
“It was just a dream..a shitty fuckin dream..and I'm never seeing that bastard again.” He murmurs, splashing cold water on his face.
His hands are trembling as he looks down at them.
He feels sick again. Retching into the toilet for what feels like hours.
You can't resist me forever.
Osomatsu leaves the bathroom. With more scars than before, but no one will notice.
No one can see them.
No one heard him.
No one….was there…for him.
He stands in the hallway, staring blankly at the floor.
“Mm…nii-san? Are you coming back to bed?” Jyushimatsu murmurs, rubbing his eyes as he taps Osomatsu on the shoulder, causing him to jolt slightly.
“Ah..yeah, just had to take a leak. Jeez…I wasn't even gone that long.” He laughs dryly.
They wouldn't miss you.
*Stop- Shut up, just let me sleep for once, dammit-*
He groans, as he climbs back into bed with his brothers, staring at the ceiling almost trying to will himself to stay awake.
But at the back of his mind, he still feels a familiar cold feeling creeping up the back of his neck.
*It'll go away by tomorrow morning….yeah..* He thinks to himself.
…
….
…..but will it really?