Amnesia...{fyolai}

Control of your mind

Hello this is my first story so I hope you like it!

It all started with a dark purple medium hair Russian guy that is named Fyódor Dostoyévskiy who bumped in to a long sharp white haired named Nikolai Gogol who was a few inches taller then Fyodor.

Fyodor was simply minding his own business walking down the sidewalks of Yokohama and was looking down at the ground lost in thoughts and as he was walking he didn't notice someone that was walking down the sidewalk as well and bumped in to the person "watch where you're going-" as Fyódor looked up he saw a long white haired man that was a few inches taller then him that caught his attention "it's rude to stare you know? Anyway I'm sorry for bumping in to you I was lost in my thoughts and didn't see you and it seems you also were lost in your thoughts as well"

Fyodor didn't answer back as he was mesmerized by the long white haired man eyes and he thought to himself "what pretty eyes this thing has they are the most beautiful and majestic ones I've ever seen I must be imagining this"

"Hey are you ok? You haven't said anything and just keep looking in to my eyes" the long white haired man said as he blushed and then put his hand on Fyodor's shoulder

Fyodor finally gets out of his thoughts when Nikolai touched his shoulder "oh my apologies I was just in my thoughts and I didn't realize you said anything to me I apologize if I made you uncomfortable or upset"

"No no it's ok I understand some people get lost in their own thoughts it's quite common so no need for apologizing it's all good" the long white hair smiled at Fyodor and Fyodor suddenly blushed as the white haired man smiled at him

'Um well I should be on my way now and sorry again for bumping in to you I hope we meet again soon, if you don't mind me asking what's your name?" Fyodor said in an calm tone

"My name is Nikolai,Nikolai Gogol" Nikolai said as he smiled at Fyodor once again

"Hi Nikolai I am Fyodor, Fyodor Dostoevsky and I hope we meet again soon it was nice meeting you and sorry again for bumping in to you" Fyodor walked away and he started crazy blushing of how Nikolai looks and his voice,and eyes it's like Nikolai's eyes were hypnotizing him and his long white haired? he wanted to braid it and run his fingers through Nikolai's hair and his voice? It made Fyódor go weak in his legs

NIKOLAI'S POV:

As Fyódor walked away my thoughts were running wild on how sexy his Russian accent is and how his eyes were so magnificent that he could stare at for years and he wouldn't get tired and how his perfect medium hair dark purple hair make him seem mysterious which he absolutely loved "I could stare at this man for hours,days,weeks, months, years,decades and still wouldn't get tired of seeing him" Nikolai thought to himself and begin walking again to his destination....

This is the first part of the story I hoped you all liked it

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