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It had been a lovely morning so far. Warm sun was caressing his tanned skin while he enjoyed his Vanilla Chai Latte on the patio. What could possibly ruin this wonderful morning? Maybe the blood-covered letter on the table? No.
“Doffy!” He ignored the shouts from his brother. Panic filling the voice of the younger Donquixote.
“Doffy! Oh God!” He took another sip from his Latte, tasting the hint of cinnamon on his tongue.
“There is blood everywhere!! Doffy!” With a graceful move he put down the glass, leaning back in his lounger. He would appreciate his brother hurrying up instead of shouting through the whole mansion.
“Oh God. I think it was a heart, a human heart. Doffy!” Rocinante finally arrived in his field of vision. The hands of the younger one were covered in blood. Little spatters ruined his white shirt, which was sticking to his sweaty chest.
Doflamingo would have been amused at the panic in Rocinante’s eyes, if the younger one had not just disturbed his morning!
Rocinante gasped and panted. He was out of breath. No surprise considering that he had run through the whole mansion.
“Doffy! Who does something like that? And Why! And what- “He frowned. There was a piece of paper on the table. It looked like someone drowned it in some kind of red colour. Oh God. It was blood, too!
“Doffy!”
“Read it.”
Rocinante opened his mouth and closed it again. His brother wanted him to touch that letter?! With a hint of disgust and reluctance on his face he took the paper. Unfolding it was difficult considering how soaked the paper was, but he managed to not completely rip it apart.
I love you with my whole –
“Dear brother. The letter was attached to the heart.” Doflamingo smiled. Rocinante looked desperate.
“You could have told me, that you had a suitor.”
“Doffy!” Of course, his brother was smiling. He probably was the only person, that would smile while receiving such a gruesome gift! He probably was the only person, that would enjoy that kind of present!
“I think he is serious about this relationship with you.” Why should he pity his little brother? He had warned him. Told him, that the young surgeon had a strange vibe to him. But no, Rocinante thought he would be smarter. Would have a better insight into human nature. Fufufu. No!
“You should call him and tell him, that you appreciate his gift. Especially if you consider how many times you whined about your Exes not appreciating your effort.” Doflamingo was amused. Rocinante was not.
“He is going to kill me!”
“Oh, I disagree. I think he loves you from the bottom of- “
Rocinante frowned.
“-someone’s heart.”
The younger one whined. He buried his face in his still bloody hands. Why did he surround himself with mentally unstable people?! Why did he do this to himself?
Doflamingo snickered while taking his Chai Latte again. Amusing little brother.
Rocinante winced. He had felt the vibrating of his phone in his pocket. Another vibration, another jerking of his body. He could basically feel the grin of his brother. There was no need to see his face. He knew it was there!
“Who is messaging you? Dr. Heartstealer?” Rocinante frowned again. Why Doffy? Just why?
Slowly the younger one took out his phone, he unlocked it, opened the messenger and gulped.
Do not forget our date tonight.
20:00 ♥
Rocinante went pale. Doflamingo laughed. For once he was amused by an affair of his brother. This could get interesting.
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