common pain hurts all the same
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not quite a stroke of luck (but welcome all the same) by mizukitsu
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
02 Aug 2022
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What he saw in the room drained his body of his soul. He gasped loudly, the breath having been stolen from his lungs, and he staggered backwards a few steps, his coat flurrying after him. Fyodor, concerned, quickly paced towards him to see what was inside. Upon seeing the sight, his shoulders sagged, though he still had the temper to throw Nikolai an exasperated look over his shoulder at the unnecessary drama from the clown.
There was only one bed.
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Nikolai Gogol and Fyodor Dostoyevsky come to a major, plot halting problem: the hotel room they were sharing had only one bed. How will they ever overcome this?
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- Part 1 of common pain hurts all the same
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From a distance, the two boys rushing out of their high school prom dance might have seemed happy.
From a distance, the white haired boy's laughter might have seemed genuine.
From a distance, their twists and twirls as they danced in the rain might have seemed enjoyable, an act which others would only gaze upon with fondness and mild jealousy, wishing that they could experience such a thing for themselves.
From a distance, the sight of blood coating the white haired boy's suit would be invisible, washed out by the rain.
A cry from the heavens.
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- Part 2 of common pain hurts all the same
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The jingle of the bells rang for the third time in his ears, a tune familiar by now. Nikolai was just waving off another customer with his usual enthusiasm as he spotted Fyodor.
“Oh my, mister! You’re practically a regular by now!”
"Mm."
"Ne, would you tell me your name? So I can address ya properly, ya know."
“Could you make me another bouquet?” Fyodor responded. “Smaller, this time.”
Nikolai stood for a moment more before gathering the flowers Fyodor took the initiative to ask for with his usual cheery response, ignoring the fact that he was slightly butthurt at not getting an answer to his question.
Fyodor was surprised to hear himself making small talk. “You started this flower shop, correct?”
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Fyodor comes across a peculiar flower shop in a small countryside town, and finds himself drawn back to it again and again. First for its flowers, and then for its owner.
After all, there was often something interesting to be found in that which is peculiar.
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- Part 3 of common pain hurts all the same