there is a surge of ugly jealousy that rises in his throat that dante struggles for a moment to shove back down into the depths, a strangely monumental task that takes longer than it should. he shouldn't be jealous, but he is, as much as he does like zulius as a person there is a part of him that growls at the very concept of his brother's affections, his attention, moving toward someone else. that is his brother, his. so after much, much, much more time than it usually takes for dante to respond to messages, especially zulius', the other man finally gets the following: ]
i mean sorta?? don't think it's the painting thing that got him zules you've been sitting there slapping him with compliment after compliment and actually mean it you finally got through his shell congrats :)
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there is a surge of ugly jealousy that rises in his throat that dante struggles for a moment to shove back down into the depths, a strangely monumental task that takes longer than it should. he shouldn't be jealous, but he is, as much as he does like zulius as a person there is a part of him that growls at the very concept of his brother's affections, his attention, moving toward someone else. that is his brother, his. so after much, much, much more time than it usually takes for dante to respond to messages, especially zulius', the other man finally gets the following: ]
i mean sorta??
don't think it's the painting thing that got him zules
you've been sitting there slapping him with compliment after compliment and actually mean it
you finally got through his shell
congrats :)