Alice in Borderland Oneshots

Mischievous Authority (Yabanda)

Summary: The first of countless times Banda has caught himself in Yabi's arms.

tags: porn with plot, smut, they think this is just "friendly" sex but we (yes YOU and ME) all know that ain't the case, CONSENSUAL rough sex, aftercare, friends with benefits/acquaintances to lovers, men kissing, bottom banda/top yaba, bi4bi, they just...need a moment, scene rewrite, two guys are starved of each other honestly, more plot than smut SORRY, idk if i got their dynamic right or not can someone pls lmk

notes: GUYS AIB SEASON 3 TRAILER DROPPED IM GETTING INSPIREDDD!! also, sorry for such a long hiatus from this work ☹️ been busy with a lot in life so i had to put a pause on writing for this work BUT we might actually be back so #enjoy

and yes there's old comments from years ago 😭 had to keep them cuz i need em

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Ever since the completion fireworks started popping off for those who completed the borderlands, Banda's been thinking about his answer. Maybe he should've taken the chance and accepted the escape back to the real world. But then again...he pretty much had nothing waiting for him there besides a few case trials, so staying in a place where he could do whatever and not get penalized was definitely the best option.

The reminder lingered in the back of Banda's mind as he stood and watched the sky light up with colors, feeling his eyes wander whenever a firework went off. Yaba studied the man's expression, which reflected his deep thoughts. He didn't say anything for a moment, just studied Banda's expression. His eyes looked bright, and it was obviously because of the fireworks...but it seemed like something else was hidden in them.

Yaba cleared his throat while adjusting his sleeve cuffs. "Banda."

He slowly switched his attention over to the slightly taller man. "We should go."

Yaba turned around and started walking, hearing Banda follow right behind him without hesitation—even if he didn't know where the hell they were going. They kept walking for a few minutes, feeling the silence between them be prominent since there was nothing to talk about yet, and didn't feel right to speak anyway since they were too busy physically studying each other. Yaba, the not-so-impulsive male between him and Banda, kept his posture up, not wanting to slouch like the guy beside him. He walked with his hands in his pockets, maintaining a subtly professional look. Banda, the cold yet mischievous serial killer, slouched slightly with his hands at his sides, making himself seem carefree and 'normal' even though both men knew there was nothing normal about either of them.

Anyway, their quiet walk finally came to a stop once they stood in front of an abandoned motel. The LED sign for the place wasn't lit up, confirming any thoughts about possible electricity in the building. The men went inside together, surveying their surroundings with caution. grabbed the front door and opened it, letting Banda go before him. Once inside, the men looked for any clean rooms; and after a while, Banda luckily stumbled upon a fairly clean room. It had a bed, a drawer, a broken TV, and a closet, plus some other provided things.

Right before he was about to go check out the bathroom, Yaba discreetly showed up in the doorway with his arms crossed. He leaned against the wooden frame. "Seems like we can't shower here."

Banda tilted his head at Yaba with amusement, "Isn't that blatant, Mr. Yaba."

He lowly laughed, "Formalities?"