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Pining Through Calamity (Bromance)

Two hundred years ago was the domain war between humans and elves. The result: a third of the human world seized by the elven power. Ruith is a gentle and sensitive elven prince, too passive to succeed his father, the king of Ophinem’s Meadow Province, now that his elder brother has passed away unexpectedly. Simon is a dutiful and heroic human soldier, willing to sacrifice anything to provide for his family in the slums. However, he is dying from a disease even the military’s advanced technology cannot cure. Time for him is running out. When the two encounter by chance in the human world, an instant and adoring friendship blooms. Too consumed with each other, their demanding responsibilities are forgotten until the antagonism their races hold against each other catches fire. Together the pair faces severe consequences for their forbidden bond that they desperately attempt to overcome in order to escape another war that could eradicate everything they love and pry them away from each other. A character-driven story about opposing worlds, forbidden bonds, royalty, politics, magic, religion, and philia love. {Warnings: contains angst, betrayal, violence, revenge, and mentions/depictions of suicide & self harm.} *Note*: In this story, elves are reinvented according to my imagination and how their design will nourish the plot. They do not follow the rules traditional to their design. [ This story centers affectionate friendships between men. ] Cover art: Ai Art Generated by Hamzataliu on Pinterest! ~ 3 new chapters a week! ~ Tik Tok: @ _hav.en_ Instagram: @_hav.en._ Twitter: @_hav_en

_Haven · Fantasy
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Still Afraid, I Adore You || Simon

"What is that?" Ruith asked as I pulled three old packets of noodles from the cabinet in the small kitchen. 

"Ramen," I answered with a smile. "Well, not the authentic stuff, but it's close enough." I dropped the blocks into a pot of boiling water. The pot had been with me a while, the bottom seared and the red paint chipped, but it had remained useful over the years.

While I stirred, I chanced a glance at Ruith, who fidgeted with his hands. A habit for when he was worried or nervous, so I wondered now if he would confide in me what events transpired last night to leave him in such a shaken state. Of course I wouldn't ask about it. I didn't want Ruith to panic and close off. My heart would cripple if I saw him like that again. 

"There might be a can of corn in the bottom cabinet. Can you check for me?" I asked, hoping to settle Ruith's hands.