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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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Part Of You

The sympathy in Luo Xuan's eyes deepened and Wu Yuan hated it. He hated being stared at with a gaze like that. As if he was a disobedient and stubborn child who did not want to admit his mistakes. As if he was nothing more than a flailing ant on the verge of death, and all Luo Xuan did was watch with a pitying and compassionate gaze.

He clenched his fists and his voice came out almost in a growl, as if clawed from his chest cavity. "...Answer me!"

"I have proof, if you so insist," Luo Xuan told him gently, yet Wu Yuan still reeled back in shock as if someone had poured boiling oil over his skin. His chapped lips parted without a word, quivering. What… did this person just say? He had proof? Proof that… Wu Yuan was really the murderer who had caused his own father's death? Without waiting for Wu Yuan to react, the man continued, "But this is not the kind of proof that can be presented to the police. After all, they would only deem it as…" his lips curled in distaste. "...a fallacy."