summery:
It was a job Shouta had done time and time again. By now, there was no emotion connected to the actions he took. The glide of a heated bullet, the gory squelch of a knife as it pierced into flesh, it was quick, precise. Routine. That is until now.
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When he decided to become an Assasin, Shouta Aizawa thought that his life would be fairly normal. Kill a few assholes, make a shit ton of money, kiss his husband, find a kid and kill his dad... Okay, maybe not that last one. God, Hizashi is gonna kill him, isn't he?
ships: a bit of background erasermic
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