Terzo
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Terzo
@nowtodeathdevout.bsky.social
+ to call me that.

*Terzo grunts and takes a sip of tea. It's a little too hot, but he won't complain. It doesn't quite scald. He holds the mug under his nose and inhales the steam. What would he have done without Matt here?*
September 21, 2026 at 4:28 AM
+ for far too long. It is his favorite. A white ceramic mug decorated with intricate blue flowers, impressive fish swimming playfully between the vines. There is a massive crack down one side, several smaller ones splintering off in a lightning pattern. They're sealed with gold.*

You don't have +
September 21, 2026 at 4:28 AM
Don't-

*No. No, Terzo can't talk to Matthias that way. Even in distress, he knows better than that. He acquiesces. Deep breath in, hold, out slowly until his lungs are empty. A few times over, until he feels just a little less fraught.*

*He picks up his mug - a sentimental object he's held onto +
September 21, 2026 at 4:28 AM
*Terzo grunts as he's guided to sit. He's shaky, staving off panic, but he still has the time to be grumpy! He's being fussed over. He hates it. Needs it.*

You Germans and your drinks...

*Wants it.*

... I like your teas.

*Courtesy of Matthias, his kitchen is stocked for such occasions.*
September 20, 2026 at 5:58 PM
You are thoroughly enjoying your footlong, eh?
September 15, 2026 at 4:56 AM
No... I don't want you to stop. Not even when I say to.

*Terzo looks serious for a moment. That is the last thing he wants - for someone to abandon him because of something he might say out of frustration.*

I can go to the doctor.

*As he says this, he realizes he's a bit breathless.*
September 15, 2026 at 4:28 AM
*Terzo chuckles, looking just a little embarrassed. Matthias always had a habit of fussing over him. It's his love language, being so overbearing. It's a far cry from the image he projects during working hours.*

I do not need a doctor to tell me what I already know, Matti.
September 15, 2026 at 3:49 AM
*It pains him, but he wants to be close. Matthias is as much a victim as he is.*

They are not so bad.

*He takes a deep breath, gazing softly at his traitorous hand.*

They are not as bad as they could be.
September 15, 2026 at 3:21 AM
*Terzo ventures a little closer, his palm feeling out Matthias' steady heartbeat. There isn't much space between them now. It could be awkward, but Terzo isn't thinking about that now. He's trying to regain ground lost to the cruel mess they've been in since the very beginning.*
September 15, 2026 at 3:21 AM
Matti...

*He picks Matt's hand up and brings it towards his lips.*

I already told you. I can't say no to you.

*And with that, he presses a kiss to his knuckles, eyelids fluttering.*
September 15, 2026 at 2:48 AM
*It's Terzo's turn to freeze. He knew he'd been toeing the line tonight, practically begging for Matt to make some sort of move, but words are frightening. His heart stops and starts again. The slight tremor returns to his hands.*

*He looks Matt in the eye, at his smile, and takes a deep breath.*
September 15, 2026 at 2:48 AM
*He nods.*

Of course I will go tomorrow. With you.

*He realizes they're still holding hands on the counter. His hand shifts and he firms up his grip a little. His thumb finds a knuckle to worry over.*

You knew I was going to say yes. It is... hard to say no to you.
September 15, 2026 at 2:13 AM
*Terzo's smile drops just a little. Maybe he was a bit to cavalier in all this. That's his biggest struggle, isn't it? Taking things seriously. He loves his light deflection, but seeing it cause distress has him wondering if he shouldn't take some cues from this grumpy German in front of him.*
September 15, 2026 at 2:13 AM
Do you need me to say it?

*He takes a sip of his own coffee, tongue once again showing itself as it swipes over his lower lip. Not a drop goes to waste. Never. This stuff is premium.*
September 15, 2026 at 1:35 AM
*It's amazing how much history can bury itself in a single comment. Terzo brings his thumb up to his mouth, delicately dabbing off the crumb with the tip of his tongue.*
September 15, 2026 at 1:02 AM
*That was a mistake. But it was a mistake that brought Matti closer. Did he want this proximity? He isn't sure. The action was second nature to him - an itch in his fingers that wouldn't have subsided all night otherwise. And now he's closer.*

You always knew how to make a graceful exit.
September 15, 2026 at 1:02 AM
*He can't help himself. It comes naturally. Just like holding hands comes naturally to Matt, apparently.*

Will we buy thread before or after the beach?
September 14, 2026 at 7:55 AM
*There's a brief pause where Terzo's gaze strays to Matt's lips. There's a crumb on the lower. A drop of espresso. Should he...?*

You have something there.

*Before he has time to think things through, he reaches out. Fingers gently cupping Matt's chin, thumb swiping across his lip.*
September 14, 2026 at 7:55 AM
They are around. Here and there and... ehh, somewhere.
September 13, 2026 at 10:51 PM
+when Matthias gives chase.*
September 13, 2026 at 5:45 PM
*Terzo lets out a muted laugh -- a single 'hmph' as he savors the delicate flavor of his little treat. Matthias is full of surprises. Terzo wonders how long it took to get these just right.*

Is it not thanks enough that I have not immediately said no?

*He's teasing. Maybe he likes it a little+
September 13, 2026 at 5:45 PM
+ surface of the espresso. He doesn't want it to cool.*

Matti, I... I will have to see if I have anything to wear.

*As though his closet isn't filled to the brim. He plucks a macaron from the box and dips it into the espresso. Then, he takes a bite. His lips pull back into a contented smile.*
September 13, 2026 at 6:29 AM