want more than just being mine to do with what I please?” At Kirishima’s faint look of confusion and slow nod Katsuki continued. “I won’t be good at this, but we can date and I’ll be your boyfriend. I don’t love you, but I admire your strength and I want to see where this goes.”

“I can live with

a moment later that the rhythmic pressure Bakugou was applying to his stomach was supposed to match each intake and exhale of his breath. Kirishima closed his eyes, letting it become his only focus. In. Out. In. Out.

“Good boy. You’re so good for me, Red. Slow and steady. Focus on me.” Bakugou

Don’t forget these.” Mina bounced over holding his traveling case of anxiety medication and one of his pills from the cabinet. She offered him the water bottle she had set on the small table by the door. “Give me a call if something happens and I want you to share your location while you’re out.