Wright tried to find a short novel like this to read... most of it was death. Corazon died. When I saw it, tears filled my eyes. I thought about it a little, so I came to practice writing a short story. If Duffy hadn't shot Corazon, what would have happened that day? It's worth thinking about. There might be some drama...between the good brother and the really bad person. After choosing not to pull the trigger, what will Doffy do now that he knows that this little guy is a worm?

Each side turned their guns on each other. But who knows what's behind the expression that's full of punishment? Have you ever suddenly thought that this is the person you love with all your heart? It is the last remnant of humanity deep within the heart of the demon named Doflamingo.

a smooth face But it's filled with internal punishment. He held the gun tightly in one hand and without hesitation he pulled the trigger and fired a bullet from the chamber that hit the body in front of him that was his younger brother. Until the figure lurched and fell, crashing into a mess of boxes behind him.

..Who would have known that the sight of the strangely shaped sunglasses was weighing on us instead of pulling the trigger and shooting that person? Instead, he wanted to run in and embrace him. But because of the overwhelming guilt and resentment, he had to pull the trigger on the gun in front of him... The hoarse voice of his body, which was almost suffocated, kept speaking in order to protect the child who was about to die.

The child who took away his precious little brother. Take away the sound that he is more likely to hear. Really hurtful. Really disappointing, Corazon...

..A tall figure in a luxurious feather robe stood looking at his younger brother, wanting to protect that child. He wanted to rush in and kill this stubborn little guy.. he wanted to destroy him with this punishment. But then fragments of various feelings flowed into my ears that suddenly became noisy. Nightmares from a long time ago flowed into my head.

The nightmare he always feared. As if to remind him of the love story and feelings of his youth, how much he...loved this person.

"Rocinante..."

..A deep voice spoke the name of his younger brother who had died right in front of him. Even though he had never called for it for a long time, since he welcomed this person into the family, no.. since the time this person ran away, that time he killed his father, even the voice that wanted to call this name to pull him away. Still can't hold him back. He was so cowardly, even though he thought he was brave and brave.

..He didn't delay or let time fade away little by little as his soft breathing became lighter and lighter. The tall figure sank down and embraced the terrible body in front of him and lifted him up. The little brat's expression was a little frightened, to the point where he couldn't speak, mixed with intense pain.

"Don't rely on..what's going on...younger brother."

..His pleading eyes met his younger brother's dull eyes as if he wanted to restrain this person. Call your mind not to die. He forgot that the thing he wanted to take back, Trafalgar Law, had already fled along with the tears and despair of a child.

(Please give me a jig.)

At Desrosa..

IV lines and ventilators were everywhere. There were also bandages wrapped around the wounds of the unconscious body. Since receiving timely treatment when Two days ago, until now he was still unconscious.

Tick...tick...tick...

The heart rate monitor still sounded from time to time, indicating that he was still alive. Even though the symptoms were 2 days ago, this sound of life seemed to have faded away many times. A person who is called a demon like Doflamingo does what everyone in the family does. Incredibly stunned and astonished Ever since he held the mortally wounded body of the younger brother he had shot.

Waiting to speak up and call up the consciousness of the younger one that would go out every time. Until finding good doctors from all over in a short period of time in order to save the lives of his blood relatives. until the symptoms begin to stabilize out of danger

A tall figure sat next to the bed. Keeping an eye on the unconscious body lying on the bed, not getting up until he himself had not rested. The full 48 hours just because I wanted to make sure that the body lying on the bed was out of danger and wouldn't faint and leave him behind again. His expression softened when the doctors he had contacted said that Roscinante's condition was stable and improving.

"I just hope that from now on The voice that used to be so protective of that child...I will hear it again to tell you I love you instead...Rocinante."

A hand gently smoothed the younger's golden-blonde hair, removing it from his innocent, clear face. He slowly leaned back against the back of his chair before falling asleep once he was confident that the person in front of him was safe. With accumulated exhaustion, he fell asleep almost immediately.

For how long, one couldn't tell from the sunlight that had set behind the horizon. Only darkness was left. Only the soft light from the moon was enough to make things visible in the room. Under the darkness, a figure sat on the bed. His head was so noisy from being asleep for so long, he could barely remember anything that had happened that day.

A pair of dull eyes looked around before stumbling upon an empty chair. But instead, there was a pink feather cover placed across it, making it immediately obvious who had sat here before.

"....." Although feeling slightly confused and stunned, no sound came out as usual.

"Don't you think you'll say anything...even though you really have one more chance?" A loud voice pierced through the silence of the room. Roscinante turned sharply towards the source of the voice. Coming from the door, it was a very familiar voice that he often heard, but this time the voice was gentle and not abrupt like before.

"Doffy...ah...Law...where's that kid...did you bring him back with you?" Where is he?” It was the first thought that came into my head. Various thoughts and feelings of concern for that child made me nervous beyond reason. It made the person standing at the door almost flinch. He had not mistakenly thought that the first thought that this young man would think of was that Trafalgar Law. His face was so disappointed that he wanted to cry.

In Roscinante's opinion The younger brother that he devoted all his strength to in order to save his life. Even though he almost destroyed it once.

"In your opinion..it's probably just that kid...but.."

"Doffy..tell me you didn't bring him back." Before the person at the door could finish his sentence, A seriously ill person sitting bedridden kept calling and asking about that child. He couldn't help but feel that his younger brother kept asking for that boy until veins rose up his temples. The figure in front of the door rushed towards the person who was continuously talking about the child with a punishment that was like pouring gasoline on a fire.

Thump!!!!!!!!

His thick fist hit the wall next to the bed so hard that it left a mark. It shows the punishment that is about to erupt. Actually, that punch should have landed on the little brother's face. But he chose to go down against the wall instead. He kept Roscinante in order to hear his love, concern, or jealousy. Not to kill again.

..Rocinante's face widened slightly and was shocked, so he gradually calmed down. Along with Doflamingo's extremely hot temper.

"Listen..that kid, I'm not interested anymore..." He slowly strained his voice, trying to make his speech sound louder in order to suppress his slowly cooling emotions and prevent them from boiling up again. A hand moved away from the wall that had been punched and moved to gently caress the younger man's face.

"..Rocinante...I'm sorry..I'm sorry I did that..because I just..just wanted you to pay attention to me...I didn't want you to look at me like a monster.."

"..that killed my father that day I'm sorry...because of it. It makes my younger sibling have to suffer. I've tried every ounce of my sweat to not let anyone hurt me. Every day there are always people trying to harm me. I'm angry... I'm angry at that crazy father who had to cause trouble for my little brother... I hate the world that has abandoned me. I can't bear to see my little sister hurt."

"...I don't like that kid who took away your smile, your laughter, your care...I'm really disappointed that your voice was always trying to protect that kid..I would never have been able to hear it. Sometimes..why, Rochinante..are you really that disgusting?…” Various words that were both uncomfortable and emotional came out of the mouth of the man who was known as the devil

It didn't suit him at all right now, tears that hadn't flowed in ten years. Now it was so overflowing that the person in front of him had stopped listening to everything the other person had said.

“..You really are a coward…Even on that day when you ran away..I didn't even dare to call you back..until you disappeared from sight. The tears and sorrow I can only hide behind my smiling face..Every day I keep having nightmares about those things over and over again...Ro” He couldn't finish speaking. Once again, his speech was interrupted.

The troubled little one sitting on the bed with tears and a runny nose said with a voice about to sob. His body trembled with the feelings flowing into his head from his elder brother's confession of feelings.

“Do you dare to forgive me? Daffy. All the secrets that I infiltrated the family.." A trembling voice asked the person standing in front of him, wiping his hand away from his brother's tears and snot. That hand froze slightly when he heard Roscinate's question.

“..I was indifferent to Mr. Roscinante's actions...when he disappeared for half a year. That you wouldn't say anything to me..everyone in the family was suspicious. But I just did it...do you think I can forgive you?" His hand still wiped away the tears and snot that kept flowing.

"Since when did you become so cynical..." He took a breath before pulling the little brat's body into a gentle embrace. He wanted to embrace him tighter, but the strings of his body made him restrain himself. The pain of that moment when he pulled the trigger and shot the person in his arms almost melted away, leaving only the feeling of longing for love from this younger man who kept sobbing non-stop.

3 months later

Surrounded by a field of sunflowers next to a large, luxurious house in Desrosa

"Doffy..!!" A bright voice that hadn't been heard in a long time sounded amidst a field of golden yellow sunflowers that were pleasing to the eye. Accompanied by the tall and slender figure who was the owner of the voice, he ran towards the elder who stood looking at Om Kae, with dozens of sunflowers in his arms. Before Rosinante's body ran up to Doflamingo Roscinante's clumsiness began to show.

He fell forward and fell face first, but before Roscinante could fall to the ground, strong hands lifted Roscinante up by his broad shoulders and helped him to his feet.

"Oh my gosh, you need to be careful." Doflamingo breathed a sigh of relief as he ran up to him and grabbed his younger brother, while giving him a smile that couldn't help but feel helpless about his clumsiness.

"Thank you...this is Doffy..I gave it to you." He handed the sunflowers to his elder with a bright smile.

How long has it been since I've seen a smile like this? You've finally spoken to me. Your voice, your eyes, this concern.. belongs to me now.. Rocinante.

Although Rosinante was secretly worried about Trafalgar Law in his head, he felt relieved that the geek hadn't been brought back.

I'm free now, Law....and now I have my old brother back...

Both of them smiled at each other without saying anything, as if they could communicate mentally. Both of them felt like they had been fulfilled after the love and connection they had lost when they were young. Bad things and bad memories from the past are not mentioned or talked about. In Doflamingo's heart, he was no longer alone, without thoughts or nightmares.

Because his whole world was now smiling and happy...his world was speaking brightly to him. The overwhelming warmth and love made a demon like him's heart soften.

It's finished. Finished the wedding in one day and gave me a headache. It's the first time, so any mistakes are a shame. Maybe make the story a little narrower, don't want to tie it up too much, keep it short, I'm confused haha.