PALE DREAMS.

[tearing]

dedicated to tuna. fish, i want your tyl fic. i want it now.

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His heart will melt. It will crash, and it will burn. It will turn into molten larva and smother the Earth. It will... It will...

It will consume him whole.

Cold, bare fingers roughly caressed the cheek of the blind man, his lips parted in a moment of silence. Riccardo heard nothing louder than his pathetic, screaming central organ.

With his breathing reduced into nothing but a rigid shudder, the older man wished he could live without the damn thing. He imagined tearing it raw of his chest, and perhaps, perhaps -

The pain would go away.

Since when did he turn into such a foolish coward? Standing so far away now - at least two full steps - watching the product of his actions do nothing but to breathe.

He had stopped screaming for help about half an hour ago. Surely his voice had turned hoarse by now. But Riccardo took the silence as his message to go ahead. Returning by the younger blond, with his hands trapped and his eyes blinded, the familiar taste of guilt mixed with shame began to choke the elder man so sweetly, heavenly; until he could not even tell who the image in the reflection was.

Exhaling into the dusty air - the taller man didn't even know he held that breath along with those nerves - Riccardo knelt beside the chair bound man with a look so pained it was as if their roles were swapped.

Not that Neville could see beyond those blindfolds. But oh, how Riccardo wished the man would only look at him and him alone.

But the face was pointing skyward, and for a moment, Riccardo is sure that Neville is crying.

No, surely he's just imagining things.

' Calm down, it's all right. Shhh. '

The clicking of the recording nearly sinks into the silence of the room. Nearly. Riccardo hears his own anger melting into waves of disappointment.

Why couldn't he be her? Why couldn't it be him?

Trembling lips met, and eyes flicked, imagining the man's oceanic crystal blue eyes, imagining him withering in his arms and sighing his name, and, and...

This was sickening. This sweetness was going to end him.

' I love you... You're the only one for me. '

Riccardo began to mouth the words spoken by the traitorous woman as if he'd be able to inject his feelings into those empty sounds. The pooling of disgusting warmth manifesting in the pits of his stomach reminded him time after time of his cowardly behavior, but Riccardo honestly knew no other way.

Holding his head so softly in his two hands, Riccardo planted another deep kiss, indulging himself one final time in the scent, the being, that was Nevi Ferravia before he would become a man with a wife -

A wife. What a joke.

Fingers burning in shame or heated passion, Riccardo traced his long fingers across the man's cheek, down the crook of his neck, only to stop when Riccardo began to lightly nibble at his collarbone...

Only to stop, again.

Resting his head on the blind man's neck, salty tears bled into the Mafia leader's suit.

But I love you... I love you...

[ʈʊɳɑ]

you know, i was having a pretty good day today - not the best, 'cause i was dumb enough to have forgotten my wallet, and almost ditched my stupid binder at the bus stop - but overall, it was actually kind of alright.

uneventful, but alright - woke up, showered, ate, brushed my teeth, got to school, went to classes, came back from school, ready to go to work in a bit...

but then you were like, TUNA I WROTE THAT FIC, the moment i rolled into the cbox.

and i was like, omg did you. did you really. already. that's fast. come and lemme love you.

but then - BUT THEN - you had to LEAVE right after you said that.

so now i can't tell you how much i hate (and love? idk, tsun moment, maybe) you for this.

THIS.

; A ;






lol.

you know, i was wrong.

nevi doesn't need a harem.

all he needs is ric.

give him to ric, gdi.

[ＡＹＵ]

lol, i should have commented on this drabble long ago, but it's hard to gather the right words when there's nothing that could precisely describe how beautiful it is.

HERE, THE ONLY WAY I KNOW HOW TO EXPRESS MYSELF-