To say that you loved Kai was an understatement. Ever since he had rescued you from off the streets, and took your quirk away that once brought you so much pain and suffering, you clung to his side constantly.

It was almost endearing, if it wasn’t borderline disturbing.

It was the trauma that your mind had endured, but you genuinely saw the man as a god. With his gift, his collected and ruthless demeanor, you batted your lashes like seeing a perfectly sculpted Adonis every time you saw him.

His voice, his gestures, his expressions… It made your heart swell with such big feelings you didn’t know what to do with them.

He knew all of this, of course, you never tried to hide it, and he took full advantage of it.

Since that day he found you, you stayed with him at all times, trailing behind him like a shadow, always willing to do his bidding and be rewarded handsomely with affection.

He was incredibly soft with you, as soft as a man ruthless and cold as he ever could be.

Part of his affection included him personally cleaning you, daily, multiple times.

He told himself it was entirely in order to ensure your cleanliness, but even a man as poised and pious as he couldn't lie to himself.

He did it because in a way, he revered you too.

So, here you are, sitting in a tub of steaming, soapy water, smelling faintly like tuberose as he cleaned you.

He lifted one of your legs to come out of the tub, dipping the sponge into the water and running it over your shin and ankle and foot, gentle and devout as he murmured, voice cool and collected, monotone with a slightly adoring edge.

“...So smooth… and pure…”