#dasu sp

the czar looks over at the smaller figure sharing the bathtub with him, watching as they settle into the lukewarm water where soap bubbles started to form. his eyes set on their ears, making them twitch under the intense gaze.

".. yes. it's just right." they kept their head down, unable to look him in the eyes. they loved him, yes, wholeheartedly. but as much as they do, they were terrified of him. the countless deaths, the wounds that made them go through excruciating pain before they passed out–

"you did great today, yui."

... and yet, just a few words had them eased. no matter how much fear bubbles in their body and mind, he makes them go away so easily with those words. doesn't matter if they're genuine or not, at least he's treating them well. looking at them so lovingly like that even though his eyes are sharp and obviously predatory-

opium raises a hand, making them flinch- but he doesn't stop. why would he? be it during sufrocide, or something relaxing like this, the czar doesn't hesitate to do what he wants.

he pets their hair gently, almost unsettling since he was so brutal. he’s using the same hand he used to pick at their veins.

the other combing through the tangled strands, the same hand that plunged a knife into anywhere but their heart.

he stops petting their head, tracing down to their neck with his painted nails. stopping right at the spot where he cut their throat and watched them choke on their own blood.

he smiled, almost beaming at the memory. he gets to do that again tomorrow, he almost can't wait. yui looks up at him, giving him a small smile in response. they made him happy, that's what matters to them.

maybe tomorrow he'll try drowning them.