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//WARNING: Swearing, Angst, Gay, And like aLOTTTT OF GAY (So get out of here if ur a cinnamon roll)// Red, the color of blood.. Bakugou hated it. It's smell and metallic taste. The strong color being a reminder of all the deaths he has caused. He wanted to stop. He wanted to stop the strong urge to kill whoever was unlucky to fall victim to his fangs; but he can't. No matter how hard he tries he just can't. It sucks being forced to turn into a wolf who only thirsts for blood every night. All because he had to be a stubborn bitch and get himself cursed. He should have known better. He should have... Red. Fucking red. The color. He hated it so much and yet... He can't seem to stay away from him.. Why is that?.. --------- OKAYY A BAKUSHIMA FANFIC BECAUSE I NEED DISTRACTIONS FROM THE DAILY REMINDER IM STILL ALIVE YE!!! *JAZZ HANDS* Okioki Jkjk-- So I thought that this was a good idea because the concept is really cute and angsty and thats my type of fanfics. This is my first book in a fucking long time so don't read my old ass books that I made like when I was 12 (they sO CRINGEY AND LACKING OF PLOT--) So enjoy this shit or whatever
Chapter 1
