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nerves

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"he will be fine bakugou" denki reassured katsuki as he refilled his whiskey glass with some fresh bourbon, knocking it down his throat in one swift movement. "i don't know denki, his parents are something else" katsuki barely heard kirishima mumble, "your not fucking helping shitty hair" he scowled, pouring yet another drink. it wasn't hidden, the fact katsuki was nervous, terrified even. nothing had made him this scared in his entire life, not ever, yet here he was, palms sweating, mind blank- "ignore him katsuki, you know he will be fine, he's smart is he not? you've got a good one, he's hard not to like" denki tried to calm him down, he had a way with his words katsuki could give him that, he was right, izuku was lovable, but did he love him? no. but was he growing on the blonde, hell yeah, and quite quickly. i suppose you could say, emotions were not his strong suit.

"just think about it this way bakubro! if he gets killed, there's always plenty more fish in the sea" kirishima smiled at bakugou thinking he was soothing the angry blonde, the room fell silent as katsuki let his eyes sit on him emotionlessly before brushing his hand across his chin in replacement of his fist crashing against eijiros face, "JUST KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT" denki scolded the redhead, slapping him on the back of the head. "t-this is bad, isn't it, fuck this is so bad" katsuki yelled, throwing his empty whiskey glass at the fireplace, which clearly terrified denki and kirishima, leaving them speechless once again. 'finally they stop fucking talking' he mentally praised himself as his thoughts trailed to all possible outcomes that could happen tonight.

upstairs

"is this...AH!...really necessary!" izuku whimpered as tsuyu tightened the light nude, almost off white mini corset which was now beginning to strangle his slim waist, making it slimmer by the second. "i'm afraid so, you look beautiful though for what it's worth" she strained trying to tighten the already unbearably tight strings, a door opened with a familiar smiling yellow haired face, only this time, the smile that was normally so filled with happiness, was nervous, terrified even. as the door opened izuku could hear slight yelling, a familiar voice shouting at the top of his lungs.

"i-is that..?" he stuttered slightly to which denki just nodded in response, shutting the door and drowning out the noise that was, katsuki bakugou. "just coming to check up on you, see how your doing" he flashed another smile and walked towards the dolled up greenette. "how's it coming a long tsuyu" he asked, "we're just about done actually!" she said tying the strings on the back of the tight fitted corset into a nice presentable bow. izuku sighed with relief, he could hardly breathe in this thing, however, looking at himself in the mirror in front of him, made it all worth it. he had to admit, he looked drop dead gorgeous, "katsuki really got lucky huh" denki teased which made the small male blush almost, thinking to himself for a moment, 'did he get lucky?', 'what even are we, i mean he did technically force me here, not that i hate it or anything!', izuku guided himself out of his thoughts, shaking his head. "thankyou" he simply replied, patting down his black dress.

"it will get some taking used to but i think i'll manage" izuku laughed taking himself in, looking at his beautiful dress in the mirror once more. "he's really worried about you, you know? he won't admit it but he cares for you much more than he lets on" denki said bluntly, izuku turned around in shock, but deep down he knew katsuki was scared- they had this conversation last night on the couch along side...some other things- he internally blushed at the thought of last nights actions. "i'm sure i'll be fine, i mean what's the worst that could happen, he's acting like i could be killed!" izuku nervously laughed, but denki didn't follow through with that joke which honestly opened izukus eyes. "oh..i see" he added with raised eyebrows, "i'm sure you will be fine" kaminari replied, emphasising the 'will', which made izuku feel oddly protected.

something about this whole situation gave izuku a rush, not to sound cliche but he loved it. this was not just 'dancing on a pole', no, this was much more than that, he actually felt- in control? he felt powerful for once. the feeling was indescribable, this was much more than the validation he craved just days ago, he now had that and so much more. in the matter of days the small males life flipped upside down, for better or for worse he was not too sure yet but for now it feels like the escape that he could have only dreamt about.