#btw in this pic tiger could uk be more subtle while simping

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TRUSTFALL - A War (2019) fanfiction

Aka

Excerpt/Part One of Something I may never post cuz I'm lazy like that

Because there is nothing stopping me from writing a Khalid x Kabir fanfiction, so what was I waiting for really.

Featuring a surprisingly shy Kabir, a very oblivious simp Khalid and a very long suffering Aditi whispering Now Kiss anytime they are in the same room. 

Major Kabir Dhaliwal is a very distrustful person, everybody at RAW knew that. It was given considering the turbulent past with which he had made his entry as a field agent. Not yet twenty one and already having to kill his mentor. There were all sorts of stories about their bond. Some said they were in love, some said they were but father and son. Nobody talked about how much Kabir's personality flipped after the betrayal. How a bright kid with a ready smile on his face turned into a hypervigilant, stern wreck overnight. The soft greens of his eyes turned piercing and cold overnight. Nobody faulted him for it and certainly no one tried to tell him to take his ass to therapy. They valued their life too much. There would be whispering in corridors, not-so-subtle glances as he passed by, a boy who killed his mentor without flinching was not a man they wanted to cross on negative or friendly terms. It was better to gawk at him in awe, keep him at an arm's distance. Kabir was used to stares anyway.

Kabir is an easily flustered person and absolutely nobody outside the team knew. As Aditi often said, his ‘tell’ is clear as day and people are just blind motherfuckers. He would bite the inside of his lips and avert his eyes, trying to rub the blush off his ears. If one was lucky they would witness his soft exasperated laugh as he tried to hide the rising redness of his ears. A lot of pre-betrayal Kabir had faded out a long time ago but being highly uncomfortable with compliments, especially ones that made him feel nice, remained. Kabir was the oxymoron of a confident flirt and a flustering recipient. He was honestly better at responding to the wandering hands of a stranger than a genuine compliment. You can slap a bitch but you can't slap somebody whose company is very much his guilty pleasure, A.K.A his team.

His spoiled and completely shameless team, taking advantage of this, had made a game out of making him blush.Years of trained poker face was weak in front of the power of bad pick up lines and clumsy attempts at hiding their genuine fondness for him, from people he would give his life for. They had long ago stopped fearing him for most part, a fact he did not approve of because that meant that they had grown enough spine to make him a part of their little competitions. All his punishments involved extra drills and pushing them hard, something that was enough to put the fear of God in his juniors, but somehow these brats didn't give a flying fuck.

Aditi was in the lead, though according to Saurabh it wasn't fair because Aditi was Kabir's favorite. She could get away with more audacious lines the rest of them can't even hope to speak. Not without Hardass Kabir making vengeful comebacks in training sessions. They only had themselves to blame for the increased drills that followed.

Paranoid Kabir and blushing mess Kabir had never met. After all, he only got flustered by people he loved. Until a certain day, when a new member entered their team, an oxymoron personality to rival Kabir himself. Khalid Rahmani.

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AN: I obviously took some liberties and added a team dynamic that we barely got a glimpse of in the movie. All that hinted towards it in the movie was that scene where Kabir was extremely suspicious of Khalid and extremely protective of his team when he was being an ass towards the poor guy. Also when Aditi shamelessly flirted with him and he ducked his head with a smile, while fake Khalid/Saurabh followed it up with get in line. I mean, Khalid and Kabir's obvious chemistry doesn't explain why Saurabh so comfortably went with the flirting. Hence my headcanon that they all were shameless brats, making a game of hitting on Kabir.

Also Kabir centric cuz repressed men are pathetic little meow meows and I like torturing them