Part Three!
Toto grew up in a deeply religious and conservative family.
His father was the founder and owner of the BLUE publishing house. He always kept everything strictly, which allowed him to keep the business going even in the most difficult times.
His mother was a simple housewife who was desperately trying to escape to a better life.
Toto was naive and kind from childhood. He forgave a lot, when he was fooled - he believed, he did not respond to evil with the same evil. His father never liked this, he wanted to raise a real man in him, ready to continue his publishing business. After all, their magazine collaborated with many politicians, and for this you need a calculating mind and a cold heart.
As a punishment, Toto was whipped on the calves. A place that no one would see, but which the boy himself never forgot.
His parents were killed in their own home. Toto was with them that evening, but he miraculously escaped - they simply didn't notice him in the closet. He was barely 7 years old at the time.
Toto still wears his father's suits, despite the fact that many of them had to be taken in, because he never grew to his father's height.
He hates his scars. He can't even look at his disfigured legs. But when Ron kisses them, gently pressing his lips to the scars, Toto can't hold back his tears, despite the fact that he didn't cry even when he got those scars.
part 5 is here!
I also believe that if they had a son, he would be the spitting image of Ron and that's funny
PEAK GREMLIN BEHAVIOUR SIGHTED!! BITE THE MAGIC LOVE LUST CRYSTAL TO GET IT TO WORK when has that ever not worked - wait
YOU’VE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME
And spring postcard for your lovers!!
had a dream i went to a record store and they had EVERY marvin trilogy album on vinyl and i cried out of joy
Can't skip rontoto week
For Toto, photography was a true passion. He was incredibly inspired by the idea of leaving in eternity that fleeting moment that seemed never to be repeated. He looked around at the world and wanted others to see the world through his eyes.
But despite all his love for his occupation, he couldn't turn his hobby into his main job. He had to get by with constant part-time jobs, after which he had less and less time for photography.
And so it went on until, completely by chance, he drew his lucky ticket.
Toto never photographed people. To him, any photo sessions seemed artificial, unnatural and alienating, and his conscience did not allow him to photograph people on the sly on the street. Only once, completely by chance, while photographing the buildings around him, a young man relaxing in a cafe got into the lens of his camera. Everything in his pose, in his face, in his measured and confident gestures fascinated Toto. It was as if he was created to be in the lens of a camera, his whole being spoke of it.
It was only when he looked up from his own camera that Toto noticed that this handsome stranger was looking straight at him. There was something simple but mesmerizing in his gaze. Toto had no choice but to walk towards him.
He apologized for accidentally disturbing his rest and asked if he could take a few more photos. To his great surprise, the stranger waved his hand with absolute calm and allowed it. There was a slight smile on his lips all this time.
Toto was absolutely fascinated by how easy and simple the stranger felt while he was photographing him. He looked completely casually, not at all embarrassed by all the attention. It was as if he knew exactly what part of himself he needed to show.
And when he asked to meet again, Toto had no reason to refuse him. That's how he met Ron.
They meet over and over again. Toto cannot resist his desire to take as many photos with Ron as possible, because he sees the ideal in this. He always fits perfectly into the frame, the light falls on him perfectly, and even his untidy tousled hair seems perfect to Toto. Ron never refuses, fulfilling Toto's every whim.
Each meeting ends with long conversations about everything. It's as if Toto has found his soulmate, although they are absolute opposites. But how else can he describe this feeling, similar to the smell of home and hot coffee in the morning? Ron is like cold sheets smelling of powder, which are so nice to wrap yourself in.
Ron, as he later learns, also takes a couple of photos of him when Toto himself is not looking. He says he likes how peaceful Toto looks when he's sleeping or talking passionately, even though his face can't be seen, his whole body relaxes and it looks great.
At one of the meetings, Toto plucks up the courage to ask if he can post the photos they took on his social media. Ron agrees, although he hides a sly smile in a cup of tea.
This is how Toto finds out that all this time he has been working with a world-famous model who has not appeared on a magazine cover for several years. This news shocks him so much that he does not pay attention to the success that these photos bring him.
When he asks Ron why he has never told him who he really is, he just waves it off. “I didn’t mean to embarrass you,” he says, but that only makes Toto feel like an even bigger idiot. Of course, now it makes sense why Ron acted so confidently while working.
But in the end, Ron reveals his true motives. He says he kept quiet only because as long as Toto treated him like a regular guy on the street, there was no awkwardness between them. As long as they both simply enjoyed working with each other, he too felt the same passion as Toto, after he had quit a job five years earlier that brought him no pleasure.
Ron calls him his muse. Because for him, Toto becomes the one who reminds him of why he devoted most of his life to this work, why he once liked it so much.
And while he knows that Toto's eyes are watching him closely on the other side of the lens, he finally feels alive.
The whole city in your heart, Toto... Is there even one star shining for me?
Part 2!
After his father's death, Ron's position in the family worsened. When he was a child, the M family had enough conscience not to touch him, but in his teenage years, everything changed.
Ron was never a weakling. He was handsome, smart and charismatic. He was the kind of person the public would prefer to see in a political leader's place. Of course, this could not go unnoticed by the M family, and especially Mylo, who always disliked Ron.
"He is nothing more than a mistake with a name"
It was the only time in his life that Mylo got his hands dirty, carving 96 into the neck of seventeen-year-old Ron. And no matter how nimble and agile Ron was, that time he was unable to escape the strong grip of men who were several times larger and stronger than him.
From that time on, he was left with a mark that reminded him his whole life who he really was, and a panicky fear that appeared every time someone suddenly took his hand.
"With or without a scar, you're still beautiful," Toto told him. And Ron wants so badly to believe him, even though it's difficult.
Part 4 is here!
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