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"Ronnie, giveth me thy bread darling." Brandon instructed. Ronnie, saw clear eyes, and he followed the instructions. He passed the bread, if you could not tell already.
This was in another world, a better world. Well, it must be, and it was.
Brandon shook some flour onto the bread whereas afterwards, he stabbed the bread with the butter.
He furrowed his eyebrows and pouted, an increasingly frustrated expression laid on his face.
He saved some face, he knew he only had one; he always smiled like he meant it. Whatever smile, he smiled the most. Every time he told Ronnie he loved him, he meant it every time. Even if Ronnie hypothetically, spun it sideways and no longer loved him, Brandon would still tell him he loved him. He never wanted Ronnie to feel unloveable, even if he slightly did himself. Although, this was slightly a suicide mission as he'd been stabbed in the back so many, many times for he didn't have any skin but that's just the way it goes.
Ronnie watched in delicate awe as Brandon sprinkled some hazel leaves onto the bread. Ronnie scooped his arms around Brandon's waist, which was quite a nice feel as Brandon's dress was poofy and soft.
"I'm going to miss you.." Brandon muttered in a sorrowful tone, "I'm going to miss you too. I'm going to be gone for one month, okay? And then I'll be back!" Ronnie agreed and attempted to cheer him up.
The attempt failed.
"What if you die? What if you die and then what? I'll be mourning! I'd kill myself! I couldn't even get out of bed! Whose going to give me cuddles? Whose going to hug me? Whose going to bang me like you do on the drums?" Brandon panicked while patting the bread down.
"It'll be fine! You're so desperate for someone to pound you!" Ronnie joked, "I am not a dog on a chain, I use my own brain." Steven sung for the whole world to hear. The world did listen, because this was another world, a better world.
The dramatic wife and the scarred husband ate their bread while cuddling with one another.
That's all the preview we stole from another world, the better world.
Quite a tearfully sacred image, to be honest.