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Pt stood by the rain-streaked window, arms crossed, watching Br pace the lab like a caged flame.
Br stopped. Turned. His eyes burned. “You knew. You knew what that compound would do to me.”
“You did this to make me submit,” Br whispered. Yaoi Pt Br
Pt reached out, fingertips brushing Br’s jaw. “No. To make you stop pretending you don’t burn for me.”
When their lips met, it wasn’t gentle. It was corrosion and catalysis — two elements colliding, neither remaining unchanged. Would you like a longer chapter, or a specific pairing/au (e.g., scientific rivals, mafia, fantasy) based on and Br as character symbols? Pt stood by the rain-streaked window, arms crossed,
“You’re overthinking it,” Pt said, voice low and even.
Pt didn’t deny it. Instead, he walked forward slowly, each step deliberate. “I knew it would force your cells to react. To need.” His eyes burned
Br’s breath hitched. The reaction was already spreading — heat pooling under his skin, pulse syncing with Pt’s unnatural calm.