Concept: bad stumbles to someone's doorstep. Maybe sapnap's. Bad's curled into a tight, shivering ball. Sapnap stumbles out, gasps, and nudges him- their hand comes away soaked in red, smelling like iron. He's pulled inside, wrapped in a blanket, given a warm cup of tea. He doesn't know where he's been. No idea. But he isn't injured- maybe it's just paint. Maybe. But dream comes by, irritated- skeppy was supposed to train with him, and blew him off........ Bad's blood runs cold. - Anon™
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Would be ashamed if Bad did a naughty.. Thing.






