as quick as the fuzziness struck him , as fast as it extinguished. 𝗗𝗘𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗡 stepped back. for unknown reasons , it was him that was . . . nervous. for if he befriended her , her life was on the line.
❝ . . . I’m bad . . . I’ll hurt you. ❞ he said.
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do strangers ask people if they are bad ? do they ask if they share their food or not ? but bad people could be anyone , right ? 𝗗𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗘𝗡 shared him food and yet , 𝘩𝘦 was still bad just as himself. perhaps , it was knowing the lengths of how bad 𝘩𝘦 could get.
something roused within him at the name , but he hesitated. what could be different if he said no ? if he said yes , she wouldn’t stand a chance to kill him. nobody could — he was made to destroy , no matter if he ran away. what could be different ?
to be loved means to be consumed. love will turn on the lover and gnaw. you bite, i bite back. i want you to eat me, i want to stick to the back of your throat.