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He should be in his way to base, sailing to his adopted father. Not in this strange and bizzare situation!
Whatever even can be this called ? Its not like everyday one of the seven warlords of the sea (the creepiest and probably most maniac one) hugged you from your back, squized you so hard that you fell like your bones were crushing to eachother and leaved a pressure by just being here that you couldn't even move your finger even a little bit. Felling his breath near your neck, hearing the way he moved, seeing his hands that can break bones so easly holding you while you can't do anything.
It was surely a remarkable day, more than that it was one of the scariest day of his life. Knowing that a stark raving mad was holding him this close, hugging him this harshly was scaring him. Logically he know Doflamingo wouldn't hurt him and even felt that he wouldn't hurt him but the silence was scaring him, the silence and the monster that can do anything he wants. He could hear his own heart beat if he tried enought but he was sure that his heart was not beating, not enought for him to hear at least
"You're alive Rosi..."
That intimidating voices, sounding like a kicked puppy but still can make anyone fell trembeled by it,sayed Rosinante's nickname.
Nobody used it anymore but still a nickname he couldn't never forget, a nickname that everybody but him forgetted. It was probably only thing he remembered from his past (at least he was sure about). He remembered a child by at his age calling him that nickname, not like the way Doflamingo said it but more energetic but at the same time much more in a calm way. They were similar but different enought to make him fell completely different emotions.
"Ohhh,how much i missed you my little Rosi!"
Again, he said his name again. It still terrified by how Doflamingo squeeze and talk to him, how his face was so closte to him, how he felted that older man's breath in his neck and face! He felt like a caged bird, he was terrified by him
There was a felling inside of him, It was like bad memories he didn't know he had was trying to warn him, telling him to escape from a monster.
He felt a crushing weight, Doflamingo was hugging him much more harsly now, like he was a pillow. It really hurt. He already hurted by how he holded him but now he was doing it more harshly ??? That damn flamingo really needed to stop. He wanted to talk, wanted to say something but he couldn't, he just sit there while Doflamingo hugged him (it was more like a bone crushing). It was a really strange thing to look at.
"I missed you..."
He really didn't know what was happining but he still let it happen, even with how much he was terrified or he was hurted by this hug he couldn't bare himself to leave this stupid and frightening flamingo or wanted him to leave.