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 unknown apartment in Shinjuku. 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?

—

[BL] EGOTISTIC

Suga's heart immediately sank. His grip on the plastic bag filled with apples unconsciously tightened. Ashley avoided looking directly at him. He lowered his head, as if his bangs— which weren't even that long— could hide the bruises and swelling all over his face. Then he opened his mouth to speak.

"Why are you coming here yourself? You could've just left the apples with Martha."

"What happened to you?" Suga immediately cut him off.

Ashley's voice was low and hoarse. The man who usually spoke with sharp tones now seemed to struggle just to form words. Suga raised his hand, hovering it in front of Ashley's face, pointing at the cut on his lip. The bruises scattered across his face were clearly the result of being beaten.

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