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"I'll give you what you're afraid to ask for."

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(Angst)

Kirishima wasn't prepared for this. Physically, he was fine. 

He knew what would be expected of him and after four weeks of practically living with Katsuki and learning about BDSM, he was finally taking his certification test to become a member of The Red Door.

Katsuki had prepared him well, taught him his submission poses and coached him to feel more comfortable and confident with being his true self, something the redhead had never been good at. The more time he spent with the blond dominant, the more confident he had become.

Being naked around Kat didn't make him want to vomit with nerves anymore. Kneeling before him and answering his orders with complete submission didn't make him shiver with embarrassment.

The fact that he was aroused almost every day after training didn't bother him anymore, he began to accept the way his body and mind fell into submission at Katsuki's feet. It was like a perfect fit, Katsuki brought a sense of peace and tranquility to his previously stressful life, and even if their relationship was strictly contractual, it felt like more.

Katsuki was more.

Most days he would spend with his head clouded with thoughts of his blonde friend; his nights were hazed with lustful dreams of all the things that Kat did to his body without even touching him. Those nighttime fevers would only confuse him, but it wasn't unwelcomed. Never had he been able to get himself off or feel comfortable in his own skin than when his mind was filled with lustful images of him and Katsuki.

However, he brushed it off as nothing more than wishful thinking. He didn't have romantic feelings towards the blond, everything he felt was physical. It was safe to lust after someone sexually; it wasn't safe to become emotionally attached. Not again, not ever.

Walking into the night club with Katsuki would have been exciting if it weren't for his upcoming test. Sami, Denki, and Chris all have been a great help with providing information and calming his nerves. He just couldn't go to Kat with some of his questions, although the blond was amazing at calming him down, it just felt easier to chat with other submissives who've been through this before.

Katsuki was leading him along as they walked through the dimly lit room and towards Master Aizawa's private room on the bottom floor of the club. His hand tightened its grip on Katsuki's arm as he was led down to the lower level where all the private rooms are located. He swore his heart would explode if he got even more worked up than he already was.

"Calm down, Red. You're going to be perfect." Kat always knew what to say to make him feel better, however, the blond had been distant over the past few days and now his words only made him more nervous. What if he messed up and failed the test? Kat would be embarrassed and upset that he wasted all his hard work. If Kat was disappointed in him, it would crush him.

For some reason, the blond's opinion of him meant something to him. It wasn't a stranger complimenting or criticizing him, he is Katsuki Bakugou. The blond boy that weaved a special place in his heart a long time ago, and even after he broke his trust, had managed to keep that little space inside his body that made him feel safe for the first time in a long time.

"I'm trying, sir." His voice was barely a whisper as they maneuvered themselves past the many bodies that were taking up space in the room. He could see Sami waiting by the door that belonged to Master Aizawa and when his eyes landed on the dark-haired dominant standing by the short boy, his body shook with nerves.

"S-Sir..." The whimper that left his body must have caught Kat's attention because he stopped leading them forward and turned around to face him, taking in his quivering form and worried eyes. Katsuki studied him for a moment before his gaze softened before he was pulled into a warm hug, his body pressed up against the blond's chest.

The calming scent of caramel from his bodywash filled his senses and the trembling slowly died down as Kat rubbed his hands in soothing circles on his lower back.

"You're going to be perfect, Red. Just relax and focus on me for now, you know I wouldn't put you up to something that you couldn't handle, right?" His words made sense and he had no reason not to trust Katsuki. The past month had proved him repeatedly that the blond would never push anything onto him that he couldn't handle.

Kirishima had been able to experiment with things that previously would have had him breaking down in a panic attack, but now they were arousing him and spiking his curiosity. He had learned that light bondage could be fun when his hands were tied with silk and he could see what was going on, it became fun for him. He had made such progress with his own self-confidence because Kat pushed him just enough to get him to break out of his shell some with never pushing him too far.

"Thank you, sir." It was a thank you for many things, not just for calming him down right now. Carefully stepping back and out of Katsuki's hug, he looks over towards the door where Sami was spotted cuddled up into his daddy's arms. They looked happy together, and he has been glad to have met them. Hopefully, after he becomes a member of the club, Sami could help him find a dominant of his own.

It was a fact that Kat would be moving on to someone else after his certification test, their contract was specifically for training and only for 4 weeks. The thought made him slightly uncomfortable, yet he didn't know why. Maybe he was becoming too attached to having Katsuki's attention all to himself again. He felt like they were back in high school with how the two would watch movies and talk like old times, only this time he was ass naked and calling his best friend 'sir'.

"Let's go, Red." The smile on Kat's face was enough to make his body move forward, and as they made their way up to Master Aizawa and Sami he began to calm down knowing that Kat was there.

"Are you ready for this?" Master Aizawa spoke to him, and as he lifted his eyes up to meet the older dominant's gaze, he was met with a friendly smile that calmed him even more. He had no reason to worry, these people have never hurt him and if Katsuki trusts them then there was no need for him not to trust them either.

The kind of blind trust he had in his blond friend should have been worrisome, but he never cared. It felt good to put his faith in someone, and Kat felt good.

"Yes, sir." The small smile that pulled at his lips was hard to fight as he felt a warm hand press to his lower back as Katsuki kept a possessive hand on him at almost all times, another welcome change in his life as previously no one was able to touch him without his anxiety spiking. Kat seemed to be the one exception to this rule his brain had made up.

"That's good to hear. When you go in, Katsuki will have to stay outside the door for your test. I want you to go inside and strip down to your shorts and kneel in the display position until I tell you otherwise, okay?" His voice held a deep authority that made him shiver and nod his head, lowering his eyes. No wonder this man was the Master Dom of this place.

Katsuki's hand rubbed his back before he removed it and motioned for him to enter the room. Remembering what Sami had told him about the test, he knew that this was part of it. So, with a nod of his head, he quickly entered the room and pulled off his shirt and shoes, placing them on the desk that was there and then carefully dropping to his knees in the perfect display position he had practiced a hundred times over the past month.

When he heard the door open, his breath hitched in his throat as he tracked the sound of boots on the floor. Keeping his eyes lowered, he took deep breaths to calm himself in the semi-quiet room. He could hear Master Aizawa pull up a chair in front of him, so close that he could see his black boots on the floor and the bottom of his legs as he sat in the chair.

It was quiet for what seemed like forever, the only sound in the room was his ragged breathing mixed with the calm pattern of Master Aizawa's breathing. After 5 minutes of painful quiet, his legs were slightly aching from being kneeled on the hard floor, but he didn't dare move.

The sound of Master Aizawa's voice finally broke the silence, making him twitch and jump slightly in shock.

"Good boy, you passed your first test. It seems Master Bakugou taught you well." His voice was calm, the grin was evident in the way his voice pitched but he knew better than to speak out of turn or look up without permission. Denki had warned him of their tricks to make the subs slip up.

After another painful few minutes, Master Aizawa chuckled and patted his head softly, the touch sending jolts of uncomfortable tingles down his body. It was still unpleasant to be touched by people other than those he had deemed safe. Master Aizawa must have noticed because he didn't touch him again throughout the rest of the test.

"Good boy, you may speak and look at me." Looking up at Master Aizawa was different than looking up at Katsuki. He didn't feel the same lovely tingles of anticipation that swarmed his body when staring up into that familiar red orbs. Looking at Master Aizawa commanded respect but didn't set his body on fire as the blond dominant did.

"Thank you, sir." It was also strange to obey someone else. The past month he had gotten so used to listening to Katsuki's orders that this felt like nothing. His body didn't respond the same to Master Aizawa, and he wondered why Kat was so special. Why was he so attracted to the blond boy that he used to call his best friend?

Katsuki wasn't that special, and after tonight he won't belong to the blond anymore.

A strange pain filled his chest when he thought about not belonging to Kat anymore. He never belonged to him in the first place. Kat was only there to fill a void until he could find someone else that would love him and take care of him. The one thing he learned over the past month was that he desperately needed structure in his life, something that Katsuki provided him with.

While at work, he was tasked with simple orders such as reading a chapter of his guide to BDSM book over his lunch break or taking a photo of himself and sending it to Kat just to show him that he was still obeying his orders. While at home, he would be ordered to call the blond before bed and to tell him what he learned about in the new chapter he had been reading.

Some nights he would be ordered to research more things about bondage or BDSM in general and then call Katsuki and talk about his feelings and thoughts on the subject. At first, it felt like he had no part of himself that was private anymore, but he quickly realized that he preferred it that way. It's not like Katsuki owned all of him anyways, he was still his own person and made his own choices, he just chose to obey Katsuki.

The test ended and, as Katsuki predicted, he passed with flying colors. 

He should have been excited, and although a part of him was proud of himself, he couldn't find it in himself to smile. Sure, this meant that he would be a member of the club now and that he had access to a whole group of dominants that were trained under Master Aizawa, meaning they should be trustworthy. Yet his heart ached in an unfamiliar way at the thought of Katsuki owning another boy and leaving him alone again to possibly be taken advantage of somehow.

Like all those years ago, Katsuki would move on and he would find himself in bad situations with no one to pull him out. 

He would get hurt, there was no doubt about that. 

Katsuki seemed to be his good luck charm and when the blond was around, nothing bad happens to him. He's safe with Kat, he has always been safe with Kat. Maybe relying on one person for safety wasn't smart, but he couldn't deny that the security he felt over the past month with Kat had been a breath of fresh air.

However, as he left the room behind Master Aizawa and Sami and laid eyes on the blond that had so suddenly turned his life upside down, his nerves slipped away momentarily. Katsuki was smiling at him and he felt his body relax as he was pulled into a warm hug, a pair of lips falling softly on his forehead as Kat whispered words of praise to him. 

His heart swelled as his ears were filled with sweet words and praises from the one man that had made him feel alive again.

He let himself soak in the warmth that Katsuki provided, and when they pulled away from each other, Kirishima smiled, hiding the sadness that began blooming in his chest, determined to make Kat proud of him for keeping his shit together and not breaking down into an emotional mess and begging to stay at his feet where he finally felt like he belonged. 

Maybe this time Kat wouldn't abandon him?

Just because he would be getting a new submissive doesn't mean that their friendship would end again, right? Of course not.

Katsuki held him as if he was important.

Kat smiled at him as if he lit up his world.

Kat praised him with honesty and affection that he desperately needed, and just because this might be the end of their contracted relationship, he could only hope that the blond won't abandon him again and that putting his trust and faith in his friend for a second time wouldn't be him just making another mistake.