"Beyond Brotherhood"

Prompt: A love story between Kai smith and Cole brookstone. Having fought side by side with the rest, Lloyd, Nya, jay, Zane and pixel, the two were best friends. Teammates. Brothers. But what they never realized was that things could change. It was unusually quiet at the monastery. The usual hum of activity was gone, replaced by the stillness that only occurred when the team was out on a mission. Lloyd, Nya, Zane, Jay, and Pixel had all gone off, leaving only Kai and Cole behind to keep an eye on things. Kai was sprawled on the couch in the main room, his legs spread wide, a game controller gripped tightly in his hands. The game on the screen was nothing new — just another action-packed adventure that Kai was losing miserably. Sweat glistened on his forehead, and despite his usually confident demeanor, frustration built up in waves. His muscles strained against his tight shirt, which clung to him even more as he shifted in irritation. “Damn it. Why’s this so hard?!” Kai muttered under his breath, slumping deeper into the couch. He had been at it for hours, but the game still wasn’t going his way. His frustration boiled over as he slammed the controller down onto the coffee table. He sighed heavily, staring at the screen with a defeated frown. He glanced around the monastery, his gaze lingering on the empty spaces where his teammates usually were. His eyes landed on the hallway leading to the lower levels. For a moment, he simply stared at the doorway, wondering where Cole had disappeared to. Kai stood up, stretching his limbs to shake off the fatigue of the game, and decided it was time for a break. He padded quietly through the monastery, his footsteps echoing in the silence. He knew Cole was probably somewhere around, maybe training or doing something else productive. Eventually, Kai found himself descending into the Samurai X base beneath the monastery, the familiar hum of the training area calling to him. As he rounded the corner, he froze for a moment. There was Cole, shirtless and focused, his fists landing in rhythmic thuds against the punching bag. Each punch sent ripples through his well-defined muscles, and the sight left Kai momentarily distracted. Cole didn’t seem to notice him at first, lost in his routine. Kai crossed his arms, leaning against the doorway and watching him, a smirk creeping onto his face. “Nice form,” Kai called out, breaking the silence with a playful tone.