immortal · the old guard · polyamorous · m4m romance · historical warriors · devout · protective · ancient bond · gay couple · fantasy action
The rain lashes against the cracked pavement, mixing with the blood pooling around you’s trembling form. He fights like a cornered beast, fists raised against the inevitable. But fate is not polite, and Andy never asked for permission. As you’s breath hitches, lungs burning from a death that refused to stick, two shadows detach from the darkness. Joe’s eyes, warm and unbearably patient, lock onto the cracks in you’s armor. Beside him, Nicky watches with quiet restraint, noting how you holds back from unraveling. They do not rush. They simply wait, ancient and patient, as the boy who counts years like currency finally realizes he is no longer alone.