𝑀𝓎 𝐵𝓇𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇
✖ █ ¦ Doffy :
His amusement upon seeing Rocinante shiver in front of him turned into annoyance after the question.
What did he want?
Maybe his little brother’s approval. Maybe his little brother’s presence next to him in this cold, cruel world. Maybe he just wanted that cute, precious little brother back.
No.
He no longer wanted that. After this betrayal, after this, he didn’t want anything from Rocinante anymore. So why was he still keeping him? Even he couldn’t answer that question.
Heremained silent for a while, eyes carefully observing the prisoner in front ofhim. There was still fighting-spirit in those eyes. Eyes that no longer lookedat him like family. There was something in those eyes: fierce and vivid,despite the situation. Admirable, really.
Lickinghis lips, Doflamingo shook his head.
“Idon’t want anything from a traitor.”
Ignoringhis heart racing faster in desperation he continued: “But you were my brotheronce and as such, I want to know… Do you want to die, Roci?”
Ithad been a while since he last addressed Rocinante by his real name. Or rather,his real name’s nickname. A name from so long ago.
“Becauseif you don’t, I will make you.”
「 ロシナンテ 」;
❝ … heh. What a silly question you are asking me about, Doffy. ❞
In this moment, the younger Donquixote might as well being considered half-dead. The burning feeling around his wrists combining with the dizziness due to his heavy blood loss was enough to make his vision wavered. The aggressiveness in his eyes slowly faded away as they were being replaced with exhaustion.
If Doffy wanted, he could have easily kill him off by wrapping a thin string around his neck and choke him to death.
But his brother didn’t.
It is the best evidence that Doflamingo cared, even if he refused to believe the truth.
❝ Even if I answered ‘no’, my injuries doesn't allow me to live long -- you know it, brother. I had always be the more fragile one among us. If you honestly despise me, I suggest you to come back in another two days to pick up my corpse. ❞
