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When they arrive at the restaurant, they sit underneath a dim, warm light. Daniil can’t stop staring at the man sitting in front of him; he looks ideal from head to toes, from the clothes he chose and the way he carries himself. Stefanos can’t help but blush; he knows he looks good, he has eyes and a mirror in his room, but the way Daniil is looking at him… He could melt right there.

–It’s not your fault, you know? Some days you win and some days you lose, it’s part of the process. You shouldn’t get scolded for losing.

January 18th, Tuesday, 9:am

As he goes to prepare breakfast, he stops in his tracks, realising they’re both in Monaco. Stefanos could tell him to have dinner together, perhaps Daniil will agree and maybe– and just maybe– they can go for a walk after their dinner. The younger man is daydreaming about a moment that he’s not sure he will have, with a stupid smile on his face. He shakes his head, continuing with his breakfast, and giving himself time to build courage; he’ll need it for when he finally gives Daniil a call.

Stefanos questions himself; what he knows or doesn't know, what he feels and doesn’t feel, what’s his and what’s ingrained. Is he capable of being forgiven if he doesn’t forgive himself? Is this something he thought of himself or was he taught to feel unforgiving?

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