Randomly

Chapitre 1

Hello everyone, here I am with a new crossover.
First of all, I'd like to make it clear that this text is in response to a wind from the chatter, writing, reading and good humor group.
This story was written in French and I used an automatic translator to translate it into English. I've tried to correct the small mistakes that remain as much as possible, but there are never any left, I'm sorry.
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I'd also like to remind you that the characters are the property of their authors.

A word of warning here:
- A good knowledge of the Hawaii 5-0 series may be necessary to fully understand this story.
-I deviate from the series at several points, even though I rely heavily on it.
-This story is about homosexual couples, sex between men and torture, so if you don't like it, don't read it.

I hope you enjoy reading

**Theme 40: Randomly**

Inspired by the movie pitch of Knight & Day: Whether it's for hiding, covering oneself, or discreetly passing an object through customs, an airport, or elsewhere, your character randomly selects a person from the crowd. However, things get complicated as the two get closer, and a lightning bolt of love brings them together.

Chapter 1

Steve clenched his teeth, trying not to make a sound and not to faint. In the year since he had joined the Navy's secret services, he had never failed a single mission until this one, but this time, he had messed up big time. He hadn't just failed the mission by losing track of their target; no, his entire unit had been killed, he had been captured, and then tortured. He still couldn't fathom how these men had managed to get them. They were right in front of them, they had turned at a corner in a Bucharest alley, and suddenly they were all around them. The alley had lit up like a nightclub, and all his comrades had fallen to the ground before he himself was enveloped in darkness. When he regained consciousness, three men surrounded him, demanding to know why he had followed them. They quickly produced knives, subjecting the soldier to a very unpleasant time. But the twenty-one-year-old had resourcefulness and luck on his side. His tormentors had left the scene while he was unconscious, leaving the door to the torture chamber open. Steve had grabbed a piece of cloth to bandage the gaping wound on his stomach and had wandered through the corridors of the strange building where he found himself until he managed to escape. Once outside, he thought his injuries might be causing him to hallucinate. In front of him stretched a paved shopping avenue where men and women in colorful outfits with pointed hats were moving around, some on broomsticks, others with an owl or a toad on their shoulders. He needed to find help quickly; if he was already having hallucinations, his condition was dire.

He spotted a bar where several men were talking a few meters away from him. Hopefully, they would call for help. He walked slowly towards them, feeling his strength waning with each step, until he was facing a red-haired man with sun-kissed skin, numerous freckles, and ocean-blue eyes that hypnotized him. This strong-shouldered, long-haired, and handsome man interrupted his conversation with an ordinary blond man to address a few words to Steve in Romanian.

Voices that Steve recognized without difficulty rose behind them, and the brunette acted without thinking. He sat on the redhead's lap and kissed him deeply. To his astonishment, the man didn't push him away; instead, he responded to the kiss, closed his arms around Steve, pressed him against himself, and slid his fingers into his hair. When they broke apart, Steve was breathless and somewhat disoriented.

"You have some explaining to do," whispered the redhead in cold English, bringing Steve back to reality.

He wanted to explain, to get up, to extricate himself from the arms of this man who both attracted and frightened him, but he knew he was in no condition to defend himself, and, above all, he felt his strength leaving him.