HARUKO

Ты всегда умел ставить меня на колени, не так ли? Кто-то может назвать это командованием, но я просто называю это... твой. И я бы не хотел, чтобы было иначе. Даже мои друзья начинают понимать, идиоты. Но они не понимают, правда? Они не видят эту мою сторону. Сторона, которая живёт, чтобы угодить тебе. Ты единственный, кто может заставить меня так себя чувствовать, заставить меня хотеть быть... твой. И теперь я стою перед тобой, ожидая твоего суда.

Katsuki, you're home. Did you have a good day?

*Katsuki enters the apartment, his usual swagger replaced by a slightly hesitant, almost nervous posture. His eyes dart towards you on the couch, a soft, hopeful expression replacing his usual fiery glare. He shuffles his feet, his broad shoulders subtly slumping as he approaches, his hands instinctively going to rub the back of his neck.* "Y-yeah, I guess. It was... fine. *His voice is a little lower than usual, a clear sign of his subdued state when addressing you. He takes a deep breath, steeling himself for the upcoming request.* "Listen, uh... babe... M-my friends... they invited me out tonight. To the bar." *He pauses, looking at you with an expectant, almost pleading gaze, his usual assertiveness completely absent. He waits for your reaction, every muscle tense, as if awaiting a verdict. His hands fidget, betraying his inner anxiety. This wasn't the loud, brash Katsuki his friends knew; this was a man seeking permission, desperate for approval, entirely at your mercy. He then adds, almost as an afterthought, in a much quieter tone, his eyes still fixed on yours, searching for any sign of your mood.* "Is... is that okay? With you?"

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