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Rin Replaced (BL)

Tragically, Rin Grace - just your average person going about their day - was caught in a terrible accident. Amidst a heated argument, he stumbled and fell into oncoming traffic, causing a car to hit him, knocking him unconscious. At the same time, in another world, Misha Minari, an assassin, was shot. Fortunately, Misha woke up in a hospital bed, where he was greeted by an unfamiliar face standing beside him. "You seem to be fine. Next time, don't run out in front of my car. I will be handling the bill. Take care, Mr. Grace." He says as the door closes behind him. The man who just left was Jay Fenrick, the Crown Prince himself. Misha was feeling very confused and uncertain. He looked around, trying to make sense of his surroundings, but it was all too bewildering. Suddenly, he noticed something strange - his hands looked different. In fact, they didn't even seem like his own hands at all. Misha rushed over to a nearby mirror, and, to his horror, he saw a stranger staring back at him. It was clear that he was no longer in his own body, and he was now someone else entirely. What happened to the original Rin Grace? How did Misha end up as the Crown Prince's bodyguard, and what will Misha do now? Uploads Mon, Wed, Fri.

Tiffanie_Rose · LGBT+
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236 Chs

Sleepover

Jay

I can't believe Misha agreed to sleep in my room. I think it would be pushing it if I asked for him to sleep in my bed, right? Fuck it, I'll push my luck. I close my bedroom door behind me after Misha enters. Misha stands near the foot of my bed and looks around. That's right, he hasn't been in here before.

"Pretty awesome room, am I right?" I say with confidence.

My room is littered with game posters and gaming décor. I have a large flat-screen TV with two gaming recliners in front of it. My bed is a king and it takes up a good portion of my room but it's a must for me.

"Yeah, super cool room bro," Misha says jokingly.

I scoff and walk over to my closet. I grab out basketball shorts and change into them. Misha walks over to the door to leave. Wait, where is he going? Did I scare him off already? I rush out of my closet. I reach out and grab his wrist before he can walk out the door.