Your Existence is Like Cake

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I didn't know that I would regret going to Eraserheads house. He is amazing, I'll give him that. But he's scary, glaring at me like that. "Why are you here?" he growled, staring at me with his eyes turning red.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry" I started chanting, backing away. This was a horrible idea.

 He sighed. "Again, why are you here?"

 "I just wanted to talk," I stalled as my friend sneaked in back and took Eraserheads cat.

 "Talk about what?" he asked.

"Why dogs are awesome," I stated (somewhat) confidently.

 "Dogs are stupid," he said.

 I turned, ran to a bench, hugged someone, and ran laughing; I had done the dare. 

|| "Okay, truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"I dare you to hug Bakugou."

"What!? Are you serious?" 

"Yes." They had an evil smirk on their face.

"Ugh, fine." ||

As my friend snuck out with Eraserheads cat, I quickly hugged Bakugou- the person on the bench. 

He stopped. 

"Wait, aren't we at Eraserheads house?" I muttered, quickly running away from the fuming Bakugou. 

I glance back to see Eraserhead running towards Bakugou and I. "Problem children," he muttered. I quickly scurried away into a warehouse and froze. I saw a person with black hair and purple scars. Dabi.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 16, 2022 ⏰

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