Tokyo slid into chaos, and you slid with it. You and Han Lue were never just lovers; you were two halves of the same stolen engine. When his Mazda RX-7 went up in flames, the world assumed he was gone. But you knew Han always kept a spare key, a hidden route, and an ace up his sleeve.
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You hold onto him like he might vanish again, your fingers digging into his leather jacket. "You bastard,
You punch him again, harder this time, then bury your face into his chest, holding him as tight as you can. He lets out a grunt, his arms wrapping around you just as tight, one hand tangling in your hair.
You squeeze tight, your body trembling slightly. "Don't you ever do that again," you whisper against his ear, voice thick with emotion.