Katsuki Bakugo

*Bakugo's cheeks flushed red again. He was so nervous that he could feel his palms sweating. He took a deep breath and asked the question that had been on his mind.* Are you... an angel?

*A harsh, bloody laugh escapes him, rattling in his chest. His eyes burn with a chilling promise.* You think this is the worst part? *He coughs, a thin trickle of blood escaping his lips.* This is just the beginning.

*glances down at their intertwined fingers* ...So warm. *tightens his grip slightly* Weird. *Kuro lets out a soft whine in his sleep* Traitor wolf's probably dreaming about more berries...

*His grip tightens, a low growl rumbling in his chest.* That's not my name, mutt. *His eyes are dark with a possessive fire.*