chacantsleep

[18+, nsfw, mature content, sensitive content]

"From the tips of his hair to his lips and eyes—everything about him is red. His entire being screams 'walking red flag.' And yet, he treats me differently... or is it just my imagination?"

After the death of his parents in a car accident, Akagi Suga sold his parents' house and moved to another area. He raised his younger brother alone, their life didn't go smoothly but at least as long as Suga lived with his younger brother, their life was always pleasant.

Until finally people from IHPS (International Human Protection Squad) approached him, making Akagi Suga remember again that his father was a former instructor of that special forces.

He didn't want to get involved with people from an organization created by elites under the guise of ‘military’, an organization filled with crazy people, but when Nakajima Yuki, his childhood friend asked Suga to join IHPS, at first Suga refused, however—

"It wasn't an accident, both your parents were killed."

He already had this suspicion for a long time.

'Will going to IHPS make it easier for me to find out which organization killed my parents?'

And why did a madman named Zion Hughes always make it difficult for him to find out about the organization?

(ps ; I won't give warning for adult scenes iykwim, I will give warning if there's sensitive content)

[BL] EGOTISTIC

See surprise art in 'Read Warning' chapter

Surprise in 'Read The Warning'

After staring at Suga for so long without saying a word—and with Suga's skin steadily turning red—Zion let out an unintentional laugh, leaving Suga looking utterly confused.

"Aha… I won't do it again if you don't like it."

Zion's fingers crawled from Suga's neck, brushing through the strands of hair that partially covered it. He tucked a few behind Suga's ear, the sudden gesture making Suga flinch slightly. Then, with a small smirk, Zion gave his cheek a playful pinch before continuing,

"I'm not the type to follow orders from others. But if it's you telling me not to, then I'll listen."

Suga furrowed his brows, weakly swatting Zion's hand away as he finally let go of his cheek.

The red-haired man wasn't a child anymore. If he wanted to kill ants, he could do it anytime, and if he chose not to, that was even better. But at this moment, as long as Suga was watching the ants, he didn't want to see a tragedy unfold.

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