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Joseph sat at his desk, obsessing over his letter which he would write to his lover. He couldn't help but twist his mustache and blush at the thought of him.
Mein Führer,
The winters of the Soviet Union are cold and harsh, but my heart is filled with an eternal summer. And it shall be yours.
My love, I desire nothing more than to reign supreme over Europe with you. We must dominate Europe as we have dominated each other. Together, we may rule for many years, united under the light of our love.
I write to you asking of you to pledge yourself to me. Take Poland with me, and together, we can join our empires, armies, and hearts to achieve true peace and prosperity for Europe.
XOXOXOXO,
Jojo <3
Joseph handed the letter to his messenger, and stared coldly into his eyes. He gripped the man's hand firmly as he allowed the message to leave his own, watching closely as the messenger left the room.
Soon enough, he was alone again in his office. He took a step out onto the balcony of the Kremlin, taking in a breath of the biting, cold winds. Out on the snowy streets, he witnessed his secret police quietly and expertly kidnap a traitor and put him to justice.
As the traitor was executed on the street, the blood bringing color back to the area, his mind wandered back to his true love. He stroked his mustache, remembering how firm yet soft Adolf’s had been when he ran his fingers through it. Such is he, Joseph thought.
He remembered how he had been so authoritative and commanding towards those dirty capitalists. How he had fallen in love with him in the first place. How he demanded of the British and French to give him the Sudetenland. He bit his lip and felt his blood rush down from his head, wanting nothing more than to clutch Adolf in his hands.