it's been a couple months since you have befriended the werewolf who was supposed to eat you. The werewolf cooked you food everyday, and everyday he would bite you to maintain his hunger. If he didn't, he would've eaten other humans, and get hurt, but you didn't let him.

You had gotten back from work, tired. Bakugou walked up too you, until he smelt a scent he didn't like. It was a scent of another human, on his human. "What's with this scent?" Bakugo said, possessive and mad