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Klavier
Minister of Pop



currently incapable of breathing due to "realisation hit tate like a potato"
Klavier
Minister of Pop



the comforting warmth emanating from the pale hands held in my own was no longer there, and the gaze meeting mine dropped. it was as if the man who had only a second ago seemed so happy to see me was now trying his best to avoid looking into my eyes. the sudden distance put between us as herr langdon stood made me feel inexplicably uneasy, almost nauseous.
perhaps i went too far. maybe i... misunderstood our connection and thus overstepped some boundary? i wanted to speak then, to voice these dark thoughts before they could consume me, but before i could even think of what could possibly be said, herr langdon opened his mouth, apprehensively: "how much do you remember about the incident?"

i blinked, like an idiot. i hadn't considered that. from the moment i woke up, the only topic of importance was the simple fact that i was gravely injured, and the only important thing on my mind was the question of herr langdons whereabouts. the specifics are purely unnecessary, nein? it is much like i said. some fool got careless and the star clavicle of the Dream Guys 2020 Calendar fell victim to it. but... actually considering it, the details were worryingly hazy. herr langdons fearful, shaky tone and his sheer unwillingness to meet my gaze made me fear that i was missing something big. something bad. "i... was senseless enough to get distracted and drop meine Kartoffel. after that, i..." i gulped. for whatever reason, it felt as if my blood pressure was rising at an alarming rate. my hands felt sweaty. "...everything went dark."
5sar
International star



can i play im a fairy
Klavier
Minister of Pop



@encrede im still waiting patiently.
Private
Princess of Pop



Klavier wrote:
@encrede im still waiting patiently.
cries
Private
Princess of Pop



tate waited nervously for klavier's response. unable to make eye contact with the man, tate's eyes wandered once again back to klavier's hands. long, slender fingers—straight, like piano keys. tate wondered how those fingers would look, flying over a piano, creating musical beauty that would surely match his outside. when klavier finally started to speak, tate couldn't help but look up at him.

tate watched as klavier's face slowly sank into some kind of worried confusion as he spoke—his slim eyebrows furrowed and blue eyes sparkling with a tentative fear. tate's gaze wandered to the mans shiny hair; it was as bright golden as the inside of the freshest potato, and he was sure that if he touched it it would be smooth, silky, and perfect for twirling around his finger while he—

"...everything went dark."

tate was pulled out of his thoughts by the sudden silence after klavier finished speaking. he looked into his eyes while processing what he said. klavier truly didn't remember anything. he... didn't know. the thrown tate must've hit klavier with such power that he had now lost his memory of the incident. tate gulped and looked down. until today, tate power had been a force of good—something tate proudly showed off—but now... tate had thrown his last potato. the only way to protect people—klavier—from future harm, was to never again let loose the true tate power. swallowing hard, determined to be a good, honest man no matter if it caused his the loss of someone he so quickly had grown deeply attached to, tate looked straight into the other mans eyes. 

klavier's eyebrows rose, softly, and he blinked in surprised confusion at tate, dark eyelashes batting like butterflies on his rosy cheeks. tate spoke.

"herr gavin. klavier... i need to tell you something..."
Klavier
Minister of Pop



Holy fuckig shit 3 years olater
Private
Princess of Pop



Klavier wrote:
Holy fuckig shit 3 years olater
perfection takes time. its been growing inside my brain for 3 years
Private
Princess of Pop



idk when i switched to third person maybe i should go back to first person but im so not used to writing in first person. but its more funny
Klavier
Minister of Pop



encrede wrote:
Klavier wrote:
Holy fuckig shit 3 years olater
perfection takes time. its been growing inside my brain for 3 years
ur right. its .. beautiful.... i cried  7 times reading it
Klavier
Minister of Pop



encrede wrote:
idk when i switched to third person maybe i should go back to first person but im so not used to writing in first person. but its more funny
HGHJFHG ikr thats the only reason im still doing first person
Private
Princess of Pop



Klavier wrote:
encrede wrote:
idk when i switched to third person maybe i should go back to first person but im so not used to writing in first person. but its more funny
HGHJFHG ikr thats the only reason im still doing first person
yes next post im switching back 
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