Ohm's gaze pierced into Nanon's eyes, and both weren't going to turn away anytime soon now. Nanon didn't dare to look away. Ohm's small fierce eyes kept him in his place. Nanon gulped as he heard what Ohm said, his fingers curled into a fist. The idea of him starting to work tonight - the reality of the words hit him hard. So he was finally going to do it. A prostitute. Nanon closed his eyes for a brief moment, as he felt it growing moist.
A vibration flowed, alerting both of them in the room. Ohm reached out for his phone, his expression changing into something calm and recollected - as if his anger was all gone now. "What is it?"
Nanon saw the way Ohm's eyes flickered, his face growing more serious his brows knitted together, he turned to the side whispering in the phone, "I will be there in 10"
Without another word, he released Nanon, his demeanor transforming entirely. Nanon sat up quickly, brushing his wrist where Ohm had held him, his own emotions still racing, he looked up to meet Ohm's eyes again. Ohm narrowed his eyes at him sending another shiver down his spine, "Behave. I will be back for you.." Saying that he left, his steps echoing down the hallway.
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When Ohm arrived, he found Perth and a few trusted men waiting in the dimly lit room, the air thick with tension. They were huddled around a large table scattered with stacks of documents, a few grainy photos, and what looked like old, classified files. In the center of the table, an aged photograph caught Ohm's eye immediately. Perth's gaze lifted as Ohm approached, his expression carrying a gravity that Ohm hadn't seen in a long time. He began with his work not wasting time.
"Here's what we managed to dig up," Perth began, his voice low and controlled. He nodded toward the worn photograph, a faded image of a young boy with striking, familiar features that tugged at something deep in Ohm's memory. Perth's eyes darkened as he continued, "This wasn't easy to come by. It's taken years to trace even the smallest lead, but we recently confirmed with a reliable source—about him. He may have been hidden in plain sight all this time."
Ohm let out a small sigh. They never dared to take that name up, as if it were forbidden to utter that name, which people considered as a long dead child. But only if they knew that he was alive. Surviving somewhere out there.
Ohm's brows furrowed, his fingers twitching as he reached for the photo. A million questions flashed through his mind, but he kept silent, listening closely. Perth gestured to a faded file labeled Orphanage Records: Confidential, flipping it open to reveal a page stamped with numerous red "CLASSIFIED" marks. Ohm's eyes moved across the file, absorbing every word.
"Look here," Perth pointed, tapping the document. The report detailed fragments of a story—a young boy taken in by an unknown party shortly after his mother's death. It was unclear who had arranged for his protection, but it was clear that powerful hands had kept him hidden.
The child's photograph was blurred, intentionally smudged in areas where his features would have been more recognizable, as if someone had gone to great lengths to erase his identity. Yet, there was something unmistakable in his eyes, a haunting resemblance that sent a pang through Ohm's chest.
Perth continued, "There's a pattern we noticed. The boy was transferred between several orphanages, each time with little record of his past and no family details. A few scattered rumors suggest he was adopted briefly before disappearing again. Whoever was behind it wanted him off the grid, likely to keep him safe but away. But..." Perth hesitated, glancing at Ohm, "it's possible that he may have ended up away from the radar in places close to us—close to where Nia's connections ran deep."
Ohm's jaw clenched. Hearing her name, Nia; His mind automatically went back to her face - the face covered with blood, her pupils dilated, but she still had a smile, her unfading smile even when she was facing her death. Her heavy breaths and words still fresh in his mind. The way she had repeated it as a mantra to him...
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Hindsight - OhmNanon
Romance"Wh-what do you want?" I asked. He smirked looking devilishly handsome, "I want you. In my bed, under me.." Nanon, a gay man living on his own who dealt with a lot since the beginning of his life is trying to save his family from a cruel mafia, as...
