Oneshot
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He told him not to come. He came anyway.
Noa never expected to find trouble chasing after his sketchbook-but a wrong turn down a back alley leaves him with blood on his hoodie and a name he can't forget.
Riven.
Sharp edges. Bad timing. A fixer with quiet bruises and smiles that never quite reach his eyes.
What starts as a chance encounter spirals into something slower, deeper, and far more dangerous. When a job goes sideways and a bullet lands where it shouldn't, they're left reeling-with only each other to hold on to.
In a city that never stops moving, staying might be the hardest thing either of them has ever done.
A one-shot about breath held like prayer, love in the aftermath, and the moment that lands true.
A oneshot.
And this time, it doesn't miss.
🩸 Queer | Soft Action | Hurt/Comfort | Found Intimacy
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