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Captured By The Cold Detective (BL)

[CRIME/OMEGAVERSE] Was it possible for the devil to get his own happy ending? A major accident seven years ago had stolen He Juan’s memory away from him, wiping it so clean that the only things he were left with were only his name, numerous scars all over his body and a nasty side effect as a result of the aftermath. Seven years passed by and when He Juan thought he could live like a normal person again, a fateful day led him to be the prime suspect of the murder case of his neighbor who had written his name as her dying message — whom, in his defense, he had not even talked to! It was then that he met Mu Yuze, the lone wolf of the Violent Crime Investigation Unit; the cold, intimidating man with beautiful and intense midnight blue eyes who seemed to hate him at first sight for some reason He Juan couldn’t comprehend. One after another, bizarre cases intruded on He Juan's normal life and turned it upside down, bringing light to a dusty past he thought he could never remember again. In the end, he had to learn that even if he had forgotten who he once was… there were still some sins he had to atone. *** Gentle, klutzy and smiling Alpha whom nobody dares to offend for some mysterious reason x cold, possessive and cinnamon roll Omega (maybe a little yandere here and there) Additional tags: top/gong/seme protagonist, action, case-solving, organized crime, thriller, gore, slice of life, tragedy, detectives, disabled characters, murders, teamwork, investigation, yaoi, mature, past plays a big part, 1 vs 1, love interest falls in love first Find me on: Instagram: delanasiwarka Discord: delanasiwarka#1490 Discord server: bit.ly/delanadiscord

delanasiwarka · LGBT+
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Flashback (2)

Zhong Yun couldn't quite explain why he so desperately wanted to see Qin Zhen again, but he reasoned it was because he had never been indebted to someone before, and it made him uneasy not to repay the man for his kindness. For that sole reason, he forced himself to wake up early for a week straight and camped inside the breakfast stall, waiting for the man who might or might not come. 

Regardless of whether it was sunny or rainy, he always appeared early in the morning, to the point where he was starting to become a familiar face among the regular patrons.

Three days after their first encounter, Zhong Yun was chatting amicably with a nosy auntie who had been trying to dig out his entire family history for the past half an hour, when a familiar voice reached his ears, 

"Boss, the usual serving, please."