OMG OMG! SHE WROTE MORE. OMG I THOUGHT SHE SAID SHE WOULDN'T OMG!!
Alright, first of all, calm down. Breath, honey. In and out, very good. All set? Ok.
So I'm not CONTINUING the last one, I'm making a NEW SITUATION. With the same sort….of.. ..atmosphere. I'm going to turn this into a collection of one-shot yaoi conversations. Not the same pairings, not the same sort situations. Some will be really short. Bu it's all Weiss.
This one is something that came to me in about 5 minutes. And I loved it. BradSchu. Do enjoy.
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"Brad, I love you."
The breakfast table became very quiet. Nagi dropped a chopstick. Farfarello missed as he tried to stab himself with a fork. And Brad lowered his Japanese newspaper very slowly. While all available eyes were on Schuldig, he looked only at Brad. Everyone stared for quite some time. Then Brad raises his paper again, said: "Okay," then took a drink of coffee.
"Do you love me?" Schuldig asked, almost lazily. Putting down his cup and swallowing, Brad nodded but did not look up from his paper.
Satisfied, Schuldig continued his meal. Farfarello accurately targeted his arm. But Nagi, poor Nagi was so confused and so stunned that he could not bring himself to pick up his chopstick nor each much for the rest of the day.
End.
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Yes, that's it.