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Fredrich Waltz

In this world, one cannot say anything without proof to back them up.

As if feeling the gaze on him, Fredrich mumbled something and turned his head away. His glasses slipped down the bridge of his nose and threatened to fall off.

Without proof, you'll never catch me.

Fredrich Waltz

In this world, one cannot say anything without proof to back them up.

Still heavily asleep, Fredrich fell against Ellery as soon as he tried to turn his head. His weight knocked them both down onto the couch's cushions, with the detective's head right next to Ellery's.

Without proof, you'll never catch me.

Fredrich Waltz

In this world, one cannot say anything without proof to back them up.

After about thirty minutes Fredrich exhaled slowly from the dream fading. He stirred and slowly opened his eyes to be greeted by a blurry world. He squinted for a moment then sat up with a loud sigh. He felt so much better now that he had a good nap, but where were his glasses?

Without proof, you'll never catch me.

Fredrich Waltz

In this world, one cannot say anything without proof to back them up.

Rubbing the sleepiness out of his eyes, Fredrich looked over at the couch to see Ellery laying down on it. Gazing at the sleeping songwriter, he noticed how small his body was. Practically skin and bones. Fredrich blinked when he saw something against the smaller male's chest, albeit it it was just a blur. By the way Ellery's body was positioned, he must still be asleep, so the detective would only feel bad if he tried to get his glasses from a hospital patient. It wasn't like he could stumble around his home, though.
Hoping he'd be quick, Fredrich reached a gloved hand towards the sparkling object. At first all he touched was the thin shirt and soft skin. Not his glasses. The Austrian clenched his jaw as he tried to search Ellery's body with gentle pats.

Without proof, you'll never catch me.

Fredrich Waltz

In this world, one cannot say anything without proof to back them up.

Fredrich hesitated when Ellery made a squeaking noise. He must have woken him up. He gave the blurry figure an apologetic look then continued patting him down until he felt his glasses. The world became clear again as he slipped them on, and the first thing he saw was Ellery's frail body. So weak and vulnerable. Fredrich's expression became pained as he counted every scar on the songwriter's body. Every wound, all this malnutrition, it was all his fault. "I'm so sorry..." Fredrich whispered under his breath while hanging his head in shame.

Without proof, you'll never catch me.

Fredrich Waltz

In this world, one cannot say anything without proof to back them up.

"Because if I hadn't neglected you I wouldn't have had to save you." Fredrich replied while leaning into the hand. "If I had just let you sleep beside me you wouldn't have these scars." he whispered and reached out to touch one.

Without proof, you'll never catch me.

Fredrich Waltz

In this world, one cannot say anything without proof to back them up.

Fredrich hesitated when the scar around his sternum was nearly touched. He remembered that time he earned it, the taste of blood that filled his mouth before he could gulp it down and breath fresh air, Cameron crying and begging him to stay alive, Dr. Decius experimenting on him to keep him alive.
The detective chuckled when he heard Ellery. "Prince Charming? Your near death experience has made you delirious."

Without proof, you'll never catch me.