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'

The grip on Suga's hand tightened for a brief moment before easing away, his warmth lingering like an unspoken reassurance. Suga said nothing, his gaze locked forward, his silence heavier than the air between them.

Clearing his throat, Zion broke the stillness with a short, almost forced laugh. 'Isn't that good news? If your body is improving this quickly, you'll be fully recovered in no time.'

Leaning in slightly, Zion tilted his head, as if searching for something in Suga's expression. His eyes narrowed—not in suspicion, but in quiet observation. The corners of his lips lifted into a smile, yet the hesitation behind it made it feel awkward.

Suga finally met his gaze, and as if in response, the grip on his hand instinctively tightened again.

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