#dottolone au, "the grief"
Feofan calmly twisted the ring on his ring finger, sliding it first to the right, then to the left. A terrifying stillness hung over him, like the quiet before a storm. The sun still rose in the east, people kept laughing, people kept enjoying
lmaoo when u think about it.. it would be really really funny... like feofan would push zandik under the table and open the door and give the students whatever they need and back to zandiks armsLMAOO
GUYS HEAR ME OUT.... Dottolone is making out in Feofans office- while poor students are waiting outside for their exam grades- but no, Dottore just won’t stop. And just as a moan finally escapes from Feofan, there’s a knock at the door and---
#dottolone au, "the grief"
Feofan calmly twisted the ring on his ring finger, sliding it first to the right, then to the left. A terrifying stillness hung over him, like the quiet before a storm. The sun still rose in the east, people kept laughing, people kept enjoying
#dottolone 🔞 The bedroom Feofan took Dottore to was quite large. Paintings by famous artists adorned its walls and a large vase stood on the left side of the room. Curtains hung around the bed and the smoke from the continuously burning incense created a somewhat suffocating
He felt nothing- except perhaps... perhaps a touch of grief. Sorrow. Ah. He was mourning. "Take this seriously!"
"I am taking it seriously, my leader. I simply do not know how to cope with the death of the person who was simultaneously my best friend, my doctor and my husband."
He looked down. If his foot slipped, he would undoubtedly die from a fall at this height. A fierce gust of wind swept his hair straight back. Feofan closed his eyes. How lovely the wind felt. It caressed his hair with such gentleness, as though whispering that it was finally over