Kapitel 3: A Strangely Compliant Katsuki

Toga had given Bakugou his saved breakfast eventually, but not before setting some ground rules for her play times. He had reluctantly agreed to continue with the "play dates", Toga had also called them, the decision from a small growing fear in his gut telling him if he doesn't comply, he might never see anyone else again. Self-preservation was a trait every hero should have, even fucking Deku should learn a thing or two about it.

She motioned for him to sit in front of her like the day before, balancing his weight on his knees, while she sat criss-cross on her comfortable bed. The warm container sitting next to her had Bakugou's breakfast slowly cooling and he couldn't wait any more. His stomach growled loudly in their silence, yet he made no changes to move to grab the food.

She watched his eyes flick between focusing on her own golden eyes to the plastic container next to her, then back up at her. She cleared her throat, catching his attention, "Katsu-chan, some things are going to change between you and me. From now on, refer to me as Himi-chan. Okay, Katsu-chan? Answer me clearly, Katsu-chan."

He coughed before answering, "Yes."

She looked at him, staring down from her heightened seat. He felt queasy, being looked down at, but in the back of his mind, there's a small voice repeating the small phrase: you deserve this.

Her tense staring was over in a minute, her face twisting to a bright smile. She continued shortly after, "I will be controlling everything you do, Katsu-chan. I don't care if you don't like it, or lash out, I will punish you. I don't like hurting kittens, but I will if Katsu-chan doesn't behave." She pushed herself off from her sitting position on her bed to the floor, swiftly moving to her dresser. She opened the top drawer, the scratching of wood on wood echoed in the small bedroom, and she quickly grabbed something. She closed the open drawer, quicker and more careless, and she threw herself onto her bed. "I have a surprise for a cute kitten like you, Katsu-chan!"

Giggling hysterically, she hid her "surprise" behind her sitting form, then patted at the space next to her. Bakugou stared at her intently, hesitant on what was going to happen next. She patted the space once more, a bit more forceful this time, the duvet moving around her hand in lazy waves. He got the message, trusting Toga for the moment being, moving from his kneeling position to the spot on her bed, sitting in a relaxed criss-cross. His knees were bright red from holding his body against the hard floor, she noticed. She didn't correct his form.

"I want Katsu-chan to tell me everything he knows about anything!" She giggled, barely containing her excitement. "Katsu-chan will wear a collar for Himi-chan! Himi-chan will know where her little kitten will be at all times!" She grabbed blindly behind herself, then pulled out a tomato red leather collar, a little gold bell and fish ID tag attached.

Bakugou paled, a single thought overpowered all his other worrying ones: The collar has a GPS? He doesn't want to indulge in the psycho girl's sick fantasies, but he doesn't have much of a choice to negotiate for a compromise. So he stiffens up, his shoulders raised and covering his open neck, as she moves closer and closer and closer.

Her face softens, "Katsu-chan~ I can't put this on comfortably if you're tense." Her voice was soft and sweet, his mind wandering to comparing it to cotton candy. She moved to drop the strip of leather on his lap, moving her hands to his shoulders, but made no movements to push them down forcefully. "Relax for Himi-chan, won't you Katsu-chan?" She cooed.

Bakugou could feel his face warm with a faint blush, the closeness wasn't good for his well-being. Not that he vaguely even liked Toga, it's more of him just being a hormonal teenage boy. And fuck, he's never been this close to anyone, willingly or not.

She hummed, what sounded like a lullaby, quietly, rolling her palms softly on the tops of his shoulders. He found himself relaxing after every roll, his tense shoulders feeling soft and limp. He let her continue, knots slowly unraveling in his upper back that he hadn't realized had formed. He let out a relaxed sigh under his breath, and she smiled brightly again.

"Good boy, Katsu-chan. Being a good kitten for Himi-chan," she praised as she moved her hands away momentarily, "I'll be putting this on now, stay still." She wrapped the collar around his neck, leaning forward, past his face to behind him, so she can buckle the collar to comfortably sit on Bakugou's neck.

The leather was cool on his skin, and her fingers around the loop and buckle were warm. It was a comfortable difference, he found himself relaxing more than he would like to admit out loud. She slid back after she pulled at the collar to make sure it stays on, her face flushed pink and her eyes crinkling from her wide, toothy smile. It wasn't a manic smile, not crazed and desperate; more of a real genuine smile. Watching her personality flip back and forth from crazed-psycho-girl to caring unnerved Katsuki, yet at the same time, warmed his body.

"Ah~ Katsu-chan looks so adorable! Katsu-chan is such an obedient little boy!" Toga squealed, hugging herself with her arms and swaying side to side. "I think Katsu-chan deserves a treat!" She grabbed his forgotten breakfast and opened the container, placing the plastic on top of Katsuki's lap. "You may eat, Kitty!"

Bakugou takes the nickname change with a grain of salt, ignoring it completely as he looks at his late breakfast. He figured its probably cold, but his stomach growls loudly, and at the moment he doesn't care about some cold grub. She hands him a pair of chopsticks and he takes them gingerly, and starts to dig into his food.

Toga watches intently, giggling, getting excited. Baby steps! She reminds herself. She takes some calming breaths—Mr. Compress had taught her how to calm down—before talking again. "Himi-chan will be making sure that Katsu-chan is with her at all times of the day. Even if we go out, Katsu-chan will be wearing his cute surprise! Himi-chan will start to buy Katsu-chan new clothes and accessories… Katsu-chan will earn the privilege to pick his own clothing when I feel like he's earned it!

"Katsu-chan will be rewarded with little things, too! Like cool Pokemon trades, and good dessert after dinner! I'll also care for you, Katsu-chan, tell me when you need anything, okay? I'll be your big sister! Around everyone else, and whenever we go out, you'll call me Himi-oniichan! Okay, Katsu-chan?"

Bakugou by then had finished his breakfast, wiping his mouth roughly with the back of his hand. Toga sucked on her cheek and shook her head, disapproving of the small action. She leaned forward again, Bakugou a bit dazed from eating quickly and was otherwise oblivious to her closeness, and she rested her hand against his chin. Her thumb swiped at his bottom lip, their stark rosy complexion bringing out her own milky-white skin. He sucked in a gulp of air from the touch, now "awake" and alert to her closeness once more.

"Kitty will let me clean him when he's dirty, okay? I can't stand a dirty kitten," her voice was dark and serious, Bakugou shivered under her lingering touch.

"Okay, Himi-chan."