So remember this hilarious ask you sent me about Rehman and Aslam? So I was thinking, do you have any more hcs on them?
Omg yess!!! *opening my docs*
1. After every deadly encounter with each other where they barely miss killing each other . Rehman purposely leaves a window unlocked at his safehouse, knowing Aslam is tracking him. Aslam shows up not with handcuffs, but with a medical kit. He’ll stitch a gash on Rehman’s shoulder with brutal, unforgiving tugs, making Rehman hiss and curse— only to press a harsh, passionate kiss to Rehman’s bloody wounds.
2. Rehman once stole a silver lighter from Aslam’s pocket during a chaotic brawl. He uses it openly in Lyari and Aslam knows it, every time he sees the flash of silver in Rehman's hand from across a crowded street, it’s a silent, mocking invitation. And he takes the invitation kidnapping him in a whoosh and pounding him in his van till Rehman forgets how to walk.
3. During a daytime standoff on the streets of Lyari, surrounded by both cops and gangsters, Aslam will intentionally fix the collar of his uniform, knowing Rehman is watching. Rehman will look him dead in the eye and slowly adjust his own shirt, subtly revealing the dark, possessive bite marks and bruises they left on each other last night.
4. Rehman was fiercely independent and ruthless in his early days too, but being a new comer and was still growing means he constantly fights bigger predators. When an outside cartel tried to ambush Rehman in a blind alley, Aslam coincidentally arrived with a heavy police escort just in time to scatter the attackers. Rehman doesn't offer thanks to him, he was furious that someone interfered in his hunt. He cornerd Aslam later that night in a deserted warehouse, throwing a punch that Aslam easily catches. Aslam slamed Rehman against the nearest pillar, pinning his wrists above his head, using his sheer physical dominance to quiet the struggle. “I don't save you for the law, lalle,” Aslam growls “I save you because you’re mine to break.”
5. Many of the starry nights, for a few hours when Aslam and Rehman weren't blood thirsty for each other , every time they finish, as they lay there catching their breath but one thing they both know that one day, Aslam might actually have to pull the trigger on Rehman or Rehman’s boys might ambush Aslam. This absolute certainty that they are doomed makes every touch more desperate,more heavy, and intensely passionate.
6. Once a year, on the night of Aslam’s birthday, they would slip away to the outskirts of Lyari, Aslam always brought an extra pair of his own clothes — a crisp, stark white kurta. With slow, deliberate reverence, Aslam would unravel Rehman - peeling away his heavy, dark clothes and would drape him in his own oversized white kurta. It hung loosely on Rehman’s frame. Aslam would pull Rehman onto his lap and together, they would light a single cigarette, passing it back and forth. And for the rest of the night Rehman would surrender completely, burying his face into the warmth of Aslam’s hairy chest, breathing in the familiar scent , staying locked in that embrace until the first light of dawn.
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