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That Kiss Was Just a Joke? ( Badboy x goodboy) (Bl )

"Miles," I said again, my voice a bit shaky now. "Why did you bring me here?" He turned to face me, his expression suddenly serious. He stepped closer, and I felt my back press against the cold wall behind me. His face was so close to mine that I could feel his breath on my skin. "I like you," he whispered. My mind went blank. For a few seconds, I just stood there, staring at him, not sure if I had heard him right. Then, out of nowhere, I burst out laughing. It wasn’t that I didn’t take him seriously; I just didn’t know how else to react. Miles was not the type of person to confess his feelings like that. This had to be a joke, right? "Miles, you—" I started, but before I could finish, he grabbed me by the collar and kissed me. It wasn’t a soft, gentle kiss. It was rough, almost desperate. I froze, my mind reeling. This couldn’t be happening. But it was. His lips were on mine, his body pressed against me. For a moment, I was too shocked to do anything, but then I shoved him away with all the strength I had left, my heart racing in my chest. "What the hell, Miles?" I shouted, my voice shaking with a mix of anger and confusion. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his expression calm, too calm. "I’m sorry," he said quietly. "It was just a joke." "The plot revolves around Miles and leo, two high school boys who were once friends but are now just strangers. But what happens when, one day, Miles kisses leo and tells him that he likes him? But it's just a joke....? What the heck! Leo didn't like this joke at all.
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When Killer falls in Love (bl)

Leo had been living a peaceful life when, suddenly, his tranquility was shattered by his haunting past. Someone he thought he'd escaped, someone he believed was behind him for good, was now chasing him once more. This time, no matter where Leo ran or hid, the person was relentless—coming for him. ..... Leo’s skin crawled under the touch, his breath shallow as he forced himself to speak. “Stop.” The figure’s eyes flashed with something dark, something possessive. “Stop?” he repeated, his voice a low whisper, like a soft hum in Leo’s ear. “You don’t really want me to stop.” Leo’s heart pounded, his vision blurring at the edges. “I’m not—” His voice broke, and he clenched his jaw, trying to pull himself together. “I’m not the same person you knew.” The figure’s smile returned, colder now, more menacing. “Neither am I.” Before Leo could react, the figure’s hand wrapped around his wrist, gripping tightly, pulling him closer. Leo gasped, his body stiffening as he was yanked forward, their faces now inches apart. He could feel the figure’s breath on his skin, cold and unsettling, his eyes burning into him with an intensity that made Leo’s stomach twist. “What do you want from me?” Leo’s voice wavered, his chest tightening as the reality of the situation settled in. The figure’s lips curled into a smirk, his grip tightening. “I want you to remember. I want you to feel what you’ve tried to forget.” Leo’s mind raced, his thoughts scrambling for a way out. But before he could say anything, the figure’s hand slid from his wrist to the back of his neck, pulling him in sharply. Their lips collided, a hard, forceful kiss that sent a shock through Leo’s entire body. Leo’s breath hitched, his mind screaming in protest, but his body was frozen, trapped in the overwhelming force of the moment. The figure’s grip tightened, his kiss rough, claiming, as if trying to erase every part of Leo that had moved on, every part that had healed.
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