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“Aren’t you a gloomy looking guy... and that’s saying a lot, compared to all the actual dead people around here. Who’re you?”

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“A toast to that!” He replied, indeed, with two glasses of whisky, one for himself and another for his companion. “I’ve share this very same philosophy during all these long long years of my life, so. All I can do is support you on whatever you plan to do in order to take revenge for life being a bitch to you.”

“Seriously, mate?” Contrasting entirely with all the polite mannerisms of her listener, the woman could barely take a hold of her own immediate and perhaps a little bold response. “I hope you didn’t take as much time as I did to realise being a bitch is more useful and less stressful, goddammit...!” A small chuckle slides through that genuine smile; “Yeah, a toast for being the biggest bitches that ever bitched.”

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“Isn’t it? I think so myself.”

The Russian replied, surprised but not at all bothered by the composer’s bold act. After all, blunt actions made part of his very own being, and how could he even complain when such touch and comments came from one of the men he admired the most. Sasha wouldn’t dare hiss about that- not to mention it felt somewhat pleasing, of course. Staring deep into his eye was something that, for some reason, he adored. Smirking, he stared back into the Austrian's eye as deep as the other stared him, and a smirk curved into his lips.

“It does have it’s advantages, though. Many more than if I hadn’t lost it, to be honest.”

He could hardly imagine without trying. It was not to mock the man or anything. He might have been a little tipsy too so he was not really thinking. His free hand rose to cover one eye as he still gently held the man -since he did not seem to mind- then switched when he noticed he was hiding the wrong one, like a reflection rather than the original.

❝ How so? ❞

To him, stay like this even just for a few seconds was already annoying. He could just assume it was a matter of habit depending of how long the man had been dealing with the loss of an eye, but the man’s accent caught his interest. It sounded nice to his ears and he wanted to hear more of it. Besides, he was getting curious that covered eye. How bad did it look under that patch, how did that happen. Many questions he could use to make him talk.

#ᴍ;; Mozart #ᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ;; Undefined #ʀᴩ;; Mesmerizing #nakazaniye

[ direct ] your muse taking mine by the chin and telling them to look yours in the eye . (reverse)

Related Meme • Accepting • @nakazaniye[ direct • Reverse ] Mozart taking Sasha by the chin and telling him to look yours in the eye .

❝ Come on, just a closer look~❞

He did not leave him much of a choice as one hand was placed underneath the Russian’s chin to make him lift his face. It might be seen as a blunt act from the composer, inappropriate even but what was new about that. Just as he thought, such hue was mesmerizing. He had seen many blue eyes but never as deep. And he thought out loud.

❝ A shame you had to lose one. ❞

#ᴍ;; Mozart #nakazaniye

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— Your oddity sounds exactly like a healthy person. — She won’t go further, not this time. Does he deserve a direct answer or question? She didn’t feel like giving both. Actually, she doesn’t feel anything and this was painted in her expressionless face. — Why should I ask you about the ghosts of the past? Why should I? — Clearly she isn’t comfortable. Did he even missed her company as she missed his? Probably not. Sighing, she said it all: — I craved to see you. I knew that you won’t welcome me properly since my flame is dyin’, but ain’t this a little cruel? — Besides her wish of touch him, welcome him as usual, she didn’t even flinch. Wasn’t this way more enjoyable? For the universe’s sake, Vienne! When did you became a masochist? Why deny your happiness? Because it was fun? You are true helpless. — You know... I was waiting at least a single “I missed you”... Should I leave?

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