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Décoration chinée - dont les fameuses chaises "Tolix" conçues par Xavier Pauchard (1927) dans le coin justement ^^) - et jardin ombragé bienvenu pour une pause déjeuner au restaurant-épicerie Wine O'Clock à Autun, Bourgone, août 2022. Merci ^^)

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Kiss with a fist part 2

Richards p.o.v.

the concert approached faster i got into my how people would describe it chicken coat the fluffy featherly feeling was warming, there was still three hours until the real concert started and we still heard the impressive piano melodies of our songs it was indescribable how wonderful our songs still sounded with such an soft instrument as I was listening calmly to the soft tones of the piano I felt someone hugging me from behind squeezing me softly around my waist while I questioned with an hint of sarcasm in my softer voice "I wonder who this is" "you know it the dwarf" added Paul with fruity undertone, an silent laugh escaped my mouth while I turned around facing an smiling Paul I totally forgot everything as the silence was there still icy "please be careful ok don't get yourself burnt" he humed while gazing into my artic blue eyes "don't worry don't get burnt yourself I know youre more in the category of getting hurt on stage" he rolled his eyes "well at least I'm not wearing an coat that could catch fire" we both laughed as I wanted to get myself an better view on everything I felt how Paul pressed himself into my back while telling "please....don't pull away we still got some time I...I missed you and your hugs" I turned around facing him while his face flushed into an sweet peach sound "I missed you too my dwarf" as he was smiling as bright as the sun was I getting closer to him hugging him tightly while I brushed trough his ruby red hair it was an moment which should have never ended I noticed how Paul calmed himself down before ending the hug "I adore you...you know" his gentle smile god I couldn't resist and started smiling as well "I adore you too...you're smile you're positivism and your size" he chuckled while getting on one of the boxes to meet a little my height I couldnt stop smiling seeing him getting on an box to meet my head "laugh as long as you want but I don't mind I adore it when you smile its the most beautiful make up you could wear with the blush" he put his arms around my shoulder while resting his forehead on mine smiling like the dork he is "I trust you more than I trust myself, reesh you know?" I sighed I knew about his first issues and it still stung in my heart as I was trying to bring an sentence out of my mouth I hear an monotone disembodied voice "I am sorry but stop" we both stopped and pierced with pure unsure expressions "Richard doesn't your burn hurt?, since Paul was kinda stroking against it" his expression was serious like he was calling out an small child what did something wrong "right I mean burns hurt" added Paul with an more irrated facial expression he moved my coat a little away but I stopped him "I.." I gazed again to flake who crossed his arms while speaking thousands of words with his face. Paul broke this unsettling silent with an question filled with weight "it isn't an burn...or some sort of blue spot or is it?" I cleared my throat knowing that those words will sting leaving toxic taste on my mouth as I spoke with wobbly voice trying to not meet Paul's eyes "I...yes its not.." Before I could explain myself anymore I an sentence killing the once gloomy mood "this woman.... Right" "how did you" Paul interrupted me spitting it out like it would leave an after taste on him while more thunder was Surrounding the city "the camera...I saw the picture while looking trough it...." "I'm sorry I'm sorry....I the alcohol and...." I got strangled verbally from Paul stepping down from the box while he tried to breath we both fellt the weight dropping on us killing every happy hug what was done before only leaving the icy cold feeling in the air as raindrops started falling downing making it already impossible to play

"fuck....I fucking knew it...." He put his hands in front of his face while turning away from me "Paul..I'm sorry I...you have all the right to be mad at me" I wanted to make things better I fucked up again fuck "no I'm....I'm not angry...I'm just disappointed....I trusted you...you told me about an moment ago that you adore me without telling me this...you told me those words while hooking up on someone...how can you sleep at nights how" his voice breaking more and more "I'm so fucking sorry Paul please" he began sobbing while shaking his head "I trusted you...." "I..." He caught me off screaming of the top of his still burning lungs "shut up....just shut up do you really think an small sorry could clear everything.....I don't care you drank to much or whatever excuse you will fish out....im such an idiot believing you....getting blinded by love" I saw in his expression how much it was hurting staying in one room with me breathing the same air icy and sharp air as the rain began getting stronger, thunder and lighting playing into deep raven black cloudy sky I tired to speak hearing my voice tremble "paul....I please listen to me I..." As I was trying more to fix this situation without any success I heard the sharp broken voice of Paul "I don't want an apology... I just want you to get out of my eye sight" I was just standing there frozen like ice I never really saw Paul like this broken his sobbing was painful him trying to catch his breathing as he tried to talk. I gazed to his puffy red face full of disgust and still perblexed expression he was shaking still sobbing trying not to choke on the sobs. I stepped closer I wanted to comfort him I knew it wouldn't work but it was to painful to watch as I began moving forward I just felt an burning heat running trough my cheek what stung like my skin was burning alive.

Paul's p.o.v.

I was full of disbelief and near the point of choking like I was eating something what was poisened stinging from my stomach up to my head while my thoughts ran wild around my head i didn't wanted to believe what flake told me and Richard didn't had the balls to tell me and this fucking picture I should have trusted my instinct I am foolish an fool blinded from emotions thinking that this show was about blooming love but no....it wasnt it was just an sick joke played on me . He was still trying to comfort me, at this point of situation I just at rage boiling in me while he tried to explain himself not knowing it hurt hearing him talk like Medusa but worse instead of putting me into stone he just broke me which was painful enough I trusted him...why him of all the people It was him fuck I was such blind he moved closer having an lost expression on him why was he still standing there why I couldn't really react and just reached out with my hand hitting him at his face marking it flushing red leaving him standing, I just ran out of there I didn't wanted to see him I just needed air and ignored the others starring at the whole scene and yelling after me to come back. I didn't noticed how the rain washed my stage make up away was soaking wet hearing the thunder over growling the thoughts in my head.

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