My Saviour (boyxboy)

Ahan had already lost everything-his home, his family, and the future he thought he had. That night, as he lay unconscious on the cold pavement, he was at his lowest. If no one had found him, he might not have woken up at all. But someone did.

Xavier never expected to be that person. He had known Ahan from a distance, from school hallways and fleeting glances, but seeing him like that-helpless and barely breathing-shook him to his core. He did what he could, but he never thought Ahan would remember, let alone come looking for him.

Now, weeks later, Ahan is in California, trying to rebuild his life with Maya, his only family left. Work keeps him busy, but questions linger-who saved him that night? And why does a familiar face at a café stir something in him he doesn't understand?

When he finally finds Xavier, their connection is undeniable, but so are the walls Ahan has built. Betrayal and heartbreak have left him afraid to trust again, while Xavier struggles to understand his own feelings-was this fate or just another fleeting moment?

A story of survival, healing, and an unspoken bond that neither of them expected-but maybe, just maybe, it was meant to be.

[This Story is assisted by AI but the plot is still owned by the author]