In this collection of oneshots there will be story's about bl couples that take center stage. Each story brings new challenges, from unexpected circumstances that force them to confront their feelings to the people who enter their lives and complica...
The weeks that followed the heist were filled with tension, excitement, and an unexpected bond growing between Yin and War. Though their missions continued each more dangerous and thrilling than the last something else began to stir between them, something that neither of them had planned for. Yin found himself constantly drawn to War's reckless energy, while War the had begun to admire Yin's quiet intensity.
It was a quiet evening, the two of them sitting in their safe house after a successful heist. The soft hum of the city below filled the room as Yin sat by the window, staring into the night. His mind was elsewhere, caught between the memories of their latest job and the unsettling feelings that had started to rise inside him. War had been unusually quiet that evening, an unspoken tension hanging between them.
War noticed the shift. He stood from where he had been leaning against the wall and walked over to Yin, stopping just behind him. His presence was electric, as always, but tonight it felt heavier. He cleared his throat, breaking the silence. "You're thinking too much again," War said softly, his voice low but carrying a certain weight to it.
Yin didn't turn around at first, but his heartbeat quickened at the sound of War's voice. He knew what was coming, the questions that always seemed to follow their moments of closeness. "I'm fine," Yin replied, trying to keep his tone as neutral as possible.
But War didn't buy it. He slid into the seat next to Yin, his shoulder brushing against Yin's. The touch was casual, yet it sent a shock through Yin's body. War leaned in slightly, their lips near Yin's ear as he whispered, "I can feel it. Something's changed. Between us."
Yin's breath hitched, his pulse racing. He wanted to pull away, to retreat back into the solitude he was used to, but War's presence was magnetic. Yin turned his head just slightly, their gazes meeting for the first time that evening. War's dark eyes were searching, a mixture of curiosity and something deeper. Yin found himself unable to look away, caught in the storm that had begun to brew between them.
"I don't want to feel this," Yin admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I don't want to need anyone. Not you."
War's expression softened, but there was a flicker of something something protective, something tender in his gaze. "You don't need me," he said, his voice low, "But you want me."
Yin's heart clenched. He wanted to deny it, wanted to run, but the words wouldn't come. War was too close now, too damn close. Yin could feel the heat radiating off him, the thrum of energy between them. And suddenly, he couldn't deny it any longer.
Before Yin could stop himself, his hand found its way to War's chest, his fingers grazing the fabric of his shirt, feeling the warmth beneath. War's breath hitched, and Yin could see the tension in his jaw, the way his muscles coiled as if waiting for permission.
And then, like a dam breaking, Yin leaned in. The kiss was soft at first, a hesitant meeting of lips, testing the waters. Yin could feel War's heartbeat against his chest, his breath coming faster as the kiss deepened, turning urgent and hungry. War's hands cupped Yin's face, pulling him in closer, while Yin's hands slid around War's neck, fingers threading through his hair. Every nerve in his body was on fire, the world outside slipping away, until all that remained was the heat between them.
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War's lips were insistent, exploring Yin's with a desperation that mirrored his own. Yin responded, his body leaning into the kiss, his chest pressing against War's as the kiss became more frantic, more intense. Their breaths mingled in the space between them, the air thick with the rawness of their emotions. Yin felt his heart racing, blood rushing in his ears, the pounding of his pulse filling his head. It was like every part of him was alive for the first time, consumed by the feeling of War's hands.
When they broke apart, their foreheads resting together, Yin's breath was ragged. His chest heaved with every inhale, and for a long moment, neither of them spoke. They were both too lost in the aftermath, the lingering taste of each other still on their lips, the electric charge still humming between them.
War's voice was low, almost a growl, as he whispered, "Yin... this is real, isn't it? What we feel?"
Yin closed his eyes, his hands shaking slightly as they rested on War's chest. "I don't know," he admitted, his voice hoarse. "But I can't ignore it anymore."
War's lips curled into a smirk, but there was something softer in his eyes now. He leaned in again, his breath warm against Yin's lips. "Then don't." He kissed Yin again, slower this time, more tenderly, as if savoring the moment. Yin let himself go, his body melting into War's, his heart racing once more as he realized there was no turning back.
This whatever it was between them was real. And for the first time in his life, Yin didn't want to run from it. He wanted to hold onto this, to War, to whatever future they might have together. He pulled War closer, their bodies aligning as if they were two halves of a whole. The kiss deepened again, more than just passion now it was a promise.
The world outside might have still been there, but in this moment, it didn't matter. It was just the two of them two thieves, two hearts racing in sync, finally admitting what they had both been denying for far too long. In that quiet, stolen moment. Yin knew that nothing would ever be the same and for the first time, he was okay with that.
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