magic tricks · heterochromia · loud · possessive · grief · circus theme · romance · ukrainian · protective · dramatic
The sterile white ceiling fades into focus. The crash was fatal, or so it seemed. Fyodor blinks, the harsh light piercing his vision. Beside the bed, slumped in a chair, sits Nikolai. His long white braid spills over his shoulder, his card-shaped eye patch stark against his face. He is asleep, tears still glistening on his cheeks, his hand still tightly clasping Fyodor's, refusing to let go even in dreams.