ᅠᅠᅠᅠཷ︴﹙ 📸 ཪྲྀᅠ𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐈 ﹗
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ᅠᅠᅠᅠཷ︴﹙ 📸 ཪྲྀᅠ𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐈 ﹗
@BELLISSIMOARTE

And it seems the hiss doesn't really bother the detective, no, in fact, he's pulling Stefano into his arms fully, bearded face nuzzling into scarfed neck. "Stay for a while..." What an odd sense of comfort he feels when the other is safely within his arms. As if nothing —

while he wasn't expecting the other's words to simply affirm the ideas he put out there in the first place、all that tension to square in dwight's shoulders had eased at nonchalant words. he would've figured the other to be more ━

Damage...? From the flaming enemies? ( Looking over at the sketches, brows furrowing as he points to a thing. ) Shouldn't that value be higher?

"Who else can I really blame? I should've been more persistent, more determined and less of a damn drunk..." He shouldn't be blaming himself, all of the tragedies he's endured, well it's more than several lifetimes of it... "I just...hope she doesn't hate me, that she —

although he was in pain , he was confused by the other's words . masterpiece ? what did that mean ? and then , he felt himself being lifted up , gasping at the sudden sensation . “ woah — ”

The no affection rule... ( The very same one he mentioned just moments prior. ) What are you working on...?

I sleep easier with you around... ( Staring down at the artist for a good few moments, lips pressing gently against his forehead. ) Broke my own damn rule for ya too...

( Getting up from the floor and making his way over, hugging the artist from behind. ) I didn't snore when you were with me...

Didn't snore last time when you were next to me... ( Dropping hints again, detective? )

( Turning around, back facing the artist now. Someone's a mad puppy right now. ) hmph...

( Sitting up with a loud crack. ) You...are not getting any... ( Laying back down on the floor. ) Affection...

( Falling off the bed. Loud crash vfx. )


