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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! Tik Tok: @ _hav.en_ Instagram: @_hav.en._

_Haven · ファンタジー
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Safe Until The Night Ends (4/5) || Simon

Two braids left me at Ruith's bedroom door—which I pushed open—and I paused in the doorway when my eyes met his back. He stood across the room, near the arched window, and only peeled his gaze away from the outside when he heard the door close behind me. He turned his body to face me.

"When did you get back?" I quietly asked. 

"You were soaking for a while. I've been here half an hour."

I scratched my cheek and smiled awkwardly. "Sorry, I didn't mean to make you wait." Ruith gave no response. Instead, his curious brown eyes discovered my hair, where they explored for a while. Eventually, he sat on the long bench beneath the window and exchanged glances with the night.

"How did dinner go with your father?" I ventured, wanting to handle the fragile topic delicately. 

He shrugged. "The same."