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He paces around, back and forth and back and forth in the pearly white and gold foyer. It shouldn’t be that hard. He fucking won. He’s a fucking god now, isn’t he?
Valentino’s still sitting over there, back straight and all four arms folded neatly in his lap. Naked. He’s not doing anything, just sitting there looking pretty. Red wide eyes dazedly staring ahead. Vox wishes he would just stand up and kiss him. Do something.
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- Part 2 of Staticmoth Ficlets/oneshots