please don't ruin this for me. { for desire from dream @sioraiocht }
Please please please! || Accepting
"Or else what? You haven't given me any reason to be nice to you, brother dearest," Desire sneers as they spin around in their chair, a look of amusement on their face. Oh, no, whatever issues Dream is having, he certainly brought it on himself. "What if I said my hands are clean this time? Would you believe me? I doubt you would."
Not that it really matters, anyways. The rift between them grows ever larger, and Desire really has no urge to fix it. So they cross their arms, petulant and irritated. "You blame me for everything, and while I may have had some hand in the ills that have befallen you, not everything is my fault. You think that you're so above it all that the choices you make couldn't possibly be the reason for anything. Isn't that right? It's always someone else's fault. Maybe look in the mirror for once, brother. A little reflection could do you some good."