#tangled in red
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Things are still great, but things in the protocol keep moving forward.
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Like most days now, Breach woke up with a weight on his chest. And like most mornings, he silently played a game of Sova or dog? He looked to his side and lifted his head to peer over the side of his bed and saw the sleeping form of Bamse on his dog bed. Sometimes, if Sova or Breach sprawled out too much, his smart puppy would get off the bed to go get his own bed and drag it over. So, as he gently ran his fingers through Sova’s hair, he smiled at his excellent deduction. Slowly, as if he were creeping around a sleeping bear, and truth be told, a grumpy, sleep deprived Sova was probably deadlier than a bear, he lifted Sova’s head so that he could remove his arm and instead let him rest on a pillow. The list of things he had to do only grew by the second but tearing himself away from Sova right now felt impossible. Eventually, his stomach growled, and he had to get up and move away from the masterpiece on his bed to start scavenging for food in the kitchen.
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Just a nice break before I mentally prepare myself to start publishing the parts of this story I’ve been reworking even after I thought I was done…
No excerpt this time bc it’s such a short ch.
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They get a chance to finish up that talk and start their relationship on the right foot… with a bet of sorts. Some NSFW stuff in the chapter. Excerpt below as always :))
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It was quick to just scrawl his signature on the line then shove the paper back towards Brimstone. For how difficult the months were leading up to their stupid little confession at Sova’s bedside, everything after felt easy. Brimstone approved quite easily with certain stipulations, such as not being on the same missions as Sova and keeping their relationship under wraps. But he was free that evening to spend time in Sova’s room, doting on him almost like a mother with their injured child. Sometimes more like a mother than he’d like.
“We’re not having any fucking drinks. You’re recovering, and no matter what you try to convince me with, I know that a hangover does not speed up the healing process.”
“It is one drink, Breach,” Sova sighed. “There is no harm.”
If Breach were being more honest, he’d admit that he was worried that one drink would lead to more and eventually end with them fucking again. He’s never had a real relationship before. He’s had one-night stands, friends with benefits, and he’s been someone’s rebound, but he’s never built a healthy relationship for himself, and he might’ve been too old to learn, but better late than never. The look in his eye though, told him that Sova wanted a little something earlier that day, and turning him down would be hard.
“Why do you want one drink then?” Breach asked. “One isn’t enough to get you drunk, and it can’t be for the taste…”
Caught him.
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Finally, some good fucking communication… kinda :p
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When Sova woke up in medbay of the Valorant Protocol, he vaguely remembered what happened after the second electrical strike. He remembered warmth, he remembered saying unhelpful things that would make him blush now, he remembered waking up next to Breach, smiling at him and his raised brows, then purposefully snuggling up to him and going back to dreaming. He was shameless again, with no self control and it felt good. Which was terrible to think.
“You really do make your thoughts obvious on your face, hm?” Breach was sitting next to him in a chair, leaned back and arms folded over his chest. Sova pursed his lips as he thought about what Breach must’ve thought just watching him go through his inner monologue.
“Not always,” Sova protested. He tried to relax, and soon enough Breach conceded the point.
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Sometimes things just go downhill. What can you do about it?
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There was a moment of focus that Breach only achieved when he was at his lowest. It alerted him to everything, the beads of sweat currently running down his face, the scrapes along his shin, the dull words that echoed from a life already lived in the past.
“I don’t want anything to do with him. Do I need to explain why? You, darling, are beautiful, worth every star in the sky. He’s only…”
“Only what?”
He was worthless. That’s what his father said about him, unaware that he was listening through the cracks at the door. Not that it mattered when he was in jail for the rest of his life, and Breach had both made a name and a fortune for himself. It was all done without his father, so why did that word still bother him so much? Breach kicked the bag one last time and winced as the chain broke and the bag thudded to the ground in a cloud of dust and sand before flopping over.
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Where we discuss if Sova’s self preservation instinct is real :)) As promised, update today, then resume regular schedule on saturday! Also, for everyone expecting the worst… It’s not that bad this time, right?
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Normally, when he reported a successful mission, Brimstone had his next task at hand, and he was sent off as pissed as ever. He wasn’t allowed to celebrate because Brimstone liked keeping him down just as much as Breach liked pissing him off. It was the push and pull of their relationship. When one was happy, the other wasn’t. Breach liked pushing all of Brimstone’s buttons, and Brimstone liked keeping Breach tied to his contract and his work. As long as they got the job done, they could posture against one another again and again, always right at the line but never crossing it.
“Sova’s out on a mission. Thought I’d take it easy on you.”
He scoffed. “I’m not some child who needs my mother. I can be fine without Sova.”
“A mission with an unknown timeline. I don’t know how long it’ll take. It’s between him and Cypher.”
Oh.
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I am posting this a day early in the case that I can’t tomorrow. I have my driving test and it’s a long drive so :p
Anyways, some nsfw but all in the name of making up.
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Sova wanted to but didn’t end up leaving. He slept with his back towards Breach, staring with his one eye at the string that looped over his back and connected to Breach. If they were fated, if this was supposed to be easy, why did it feel so hard now? When he closed his eyes, he was taken back to that day in the forest with Breach’s arm around his shoulders and a lazy walk back towards his car, where Sova was allowed to stare out the passenger window while Breach hummed along with the quiet metal music that Sova had already turned down many times.
What changed?
