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

Brigid moved closer to Zion, tugging lightly at the hem of his shirt. She whispered as low as she could, "Just be polite with them, don't say anything stupid..."

Zion, however, didn't appreciate that in the slightest.

Sure, he had come to this event knowing full well it would be filled with meaningless small talk between guests. Tara had also pushed him to attend, calling it "practice" for when he eventually took over some of the properties she had promised him. If only he hadn't stopped making suppressants, he wouldn't have to endure this kind of masochistic nonsense. What a hassle.

As the two Rosewell siblings approached—Leila, the woman standing beside Jerome, extended a hand toward Zion. He shook it out of formality. Her blue eyes flickered to him, hesitant and shy. It was a color he recognized, but to Zion, it didn't hold the same allure as when that shade belonged to Suga.

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