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[BL] EGOTISTIC

[18+, nsfw, mature content, sensitive content] 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)

chacantsleep · LGBT+
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The dimly lit warehouse, illuminated only by the faint sunlight streaming through ventilation gaps, made it difficult for Suga to clearly see the man's expression. However, after a few seconds, the man's brow furrowed deeply, his veins visible as he menacingly stepped forward, swiftly gripping Suga's shirt collar again.

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

"Well, the heck, maybe you are!"

"You have a mouth that just won't stop talking, you bastard!"

And with that, for whatever reason that triggered them, the two of them descended into a brawl, two men relentlessly exchanging punches and blows in this dimly lit place.

Adrenaline rushing in, Suga couldn't even recall the last time he had lost control like this. He didn't even care where he was aiming his fists, as long as his hands hit the man's body, he just kept on delivering punches with all his might.

Perhaps the last time he fought like this was just before his parents' death.