When your only goal is to save the world, who’s there when you need to be rescued?
Boss
For
most of my life, I’d been the savior and sought after when anyone found
themselves in trouble. It could be to atone for sins of my past or
because I was a natural caregiver. Whatever it was, I didn’t understand
how to do anything else. My Outreach program cared for everyone in the
city who needed help, and I wouldn’t say I hadn’t made enemies, but when
the protector needed protection, I wasn’t prepared for Dolan Sharp.
Dolan
No
one did anything for free or out of the kindness of their hearts. That
wasn’t how the world worked, and it was always survival of the fittest. I
didn’t care what anyone said about the man named Boss. When I witnessed
Boss in action, what I thought I’d believed shattered, and I didn’t
know how to handle that.
There are always threats at
every turn. It’s just a matter of when they catch up to you, but when
one jaded man and another with a seemingly deep death wish have to work
together, who’s going to survive the aftermath?
(TW:
Mentions of childhood sexual, physical, and mental abuses. Passive
Suicidal Ideation, self-harm, and mental illness. These are mainly
off-page, but there are details flashbacks and conversations of said
acts. Yet if these are triggering for you, please feel free not to read
the story. Your self-care and mental health are more important. Thank
you.)
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