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Whatever it takes (DBH x Male Reader)
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Ongoing, First published Apr 14, 2019
I stare at my hands. The horrible stench of mixed blood. Blue and red together. I sigh and wipe it off on my jacket.

"W-what about all this!" The rookie looked at me. A horrible expression filled his face, I stop and turn fully towards him.

"It's apart of the job kid." I started to walk away, leaving him beind. "Don't worry, you'll get used to it...I did." With that, I walked out the building.

"(Y/N). Why are you lying? You're not like that at all." Hank walked up to him and pulled him away from the rookies who circled around them. "Stop it Hank! I was telling them how cool I am! You ruined it!" Hank sighed and walked away with (Y/N). (Y/N) whining the whole time. The rookies were very confused. Very very confused.
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