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sarah-yyy:

writing-prompt-s:

During a bank robbery you’re surprised when the criminals seem to recognize you and retreat in fear. Only later do you learn that your high school sweet-heart now runs a global crime syndicate and has you placed on a “No Harm” list. You decide to pay them a visit after all these years.

“You’re…turning yourself in,” Zhao Yunlan repeats, staring at the guy who shot him in the arm during last week’s bank robbery. 

“Yes,” the man says earnestly. And then, in a rush, “I am so sorry for firing at you, Chief Zhao! I swear I didn’t mean to injure you! I’m a terrible shot! I didn’t think I would hit you! You have to believe me!”

Da Qing blinks at the man, incredulous. “So you came back to Dragon City to turn yourself in, even though you already fled the country, because you felt guilty?”

The man nods vigorously. “Yes! That’s the only reason! There are no other reasons!”

“Yeah, because that does not sound suspicious at all,” Zhao Yunlan mutters. “What happened to your face?” he asks, eyeing the bruises. He’s pretty sure the man had also been limping when Chu Shuzhi brought him into the interrogation room. 

“Nothing! No-one hit me or threatened to kill me slowly if I didn’t come back!” the man says in a hurry, and then winces. “Please don’t ask me any more questions, and just lock me up, I am begging you.”

Zhao Yunlan eyes him for a long moment. 

Although it doesn’t happen very often, this isn’t the first time something like that has happened. It is, however, the first time they’ve managed to bag someone so loose-lipped. There’s no reason why Yunlan can’t make good use of this situation and fish for some answers. 

“Does this have anything to do with…the Black Cloaked Envoy?” 

The man’s face turns pale. “I’ve already learnt my lesson, Chief Zhao. I will never forget your face, and I will never, ever, ever mess around in your jurisdiction again.” He drops to his knees. “Please don’t make him kill me,” he whispers, terrified.

A logical person would take their blessings and enjoy the occasional easy arrest. A rational person would not mess with their highschool sweetheart turned criminal syndicate boss. Zhao Yunlan was an officer of decent standing. Fraternizing with the Black Cloaked Envoy was potential career suicide.

After realizing that the Black Cloaked Envoy and Shen Wei were one in the same. The first thing he did was enter the nearest shady criminal hotspot in uniform. The second was to waltz through known Dixing territory unarmed and interrupt a drug deal. Third, because Shen Wei hadn’t gotten the message yet, he sauntered up and down Dixing streets with a sign: ‘I want to talk.’

He honestly couldn’t less about the uptick in his arrest rate. Or how his status left him near invincible in Dragon City.

After a week of increasingly shameless actions, a bag went over his head. Yunlan found himself in the back of an old van blindfolded but not bound. Twenty rough minutes later, he unceremoniously got shoved into a car.

Bag off, he discovered that he and Shen Wei sat in the back of a limo with heavily tinted windows.

It was Shen Wei. The mask couldn’t hide his phoenix eyes and delicate eyelashes. The black expensive suit fitted Shen Wei to a tee. He should have looked intimidating but there was a hint of refinement and elegance in his crossed legs and folded hands. This was his Shen Wei.

“It took you long-”

Shen Wei held up his hand.

“I brought you here to warn you. Do not involve yourself with me again.”

Leaning into the car seat, Yunlan crossed his arms. Cocking a brow, he drawled, “Ah Wei involved himself with me first.”

Shen Wei’s lip tightened into a straighter line.

“You’re not the only one with unresolved feelings.”

Yunlan shifted forward. Resting his chin on his interlocked fingers, he said, “I’ve been looking for you.”

He stood up. A step later, he sank into the seat next to Shen Wei. The space between was less than a 10 centimeters. Yunlan scooted until there existed practically none.

“Now that I’ve found you, you’re not getting rid of me easily,” he purred.

Shen Wei pressured his shoulder. A suggestion for space to open up between them. Yunlan ignored it.

“You must be mistaken.”

“Bull,” Yunlan said. Grasping Shen Wei’s chin, he guided their faces to look directly at another. “Shen Wei. Black Cloaked Envoy. You are the one I fell in love with over ten years ago.”

Shen Wei’s gaze diverted.

“You’re an officer. I am a criminal.”

Pulling Shen Wei’s attention back up, Yunlan broke down his sentence. “Do you still love me?”

He felt Shen Wei nod as much as he saw it. His heart soared. His words caught in his throat. Since his words failed, he leaned forward.

They kissed. Chaste and sweet, it ended much too quickly for Yunlan’s liking. Shen Wei stared at him wide-eyed.

“I love you. We can figure everything else out as we go.”

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