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Reich was working in the caffe looking at his black coffee while sorting at the bar. He was again at the break

"Why so depressing?"

"...just going through shit"

"Well go through shit while doing your job"

"Am I forgettable?"

"What-" Italian sigh and it down a glass "Reich you are not forgettable. What's wrong? I didn't saw your stalked in long time"

"He is not my stalker...he was my pretend to be boyfriend"

"Still, what the fuck happened?"

"He forgot me..."

"What? Did he get amnesi?"

"No it's worse" Reich put his head on the table "do you have cocaine"

"I already took my last line hour ago"

"Bitch" Reich took a sip of his coffee

But then doors open "he is back"

"What-?" He turned around and saw Soviet who walked to him and lift up like a child "Wait- I am at work"

"Shut up" Soviet just took him out the cafe

JE walked to the bar "what happened?"

"I don't know...wanna fuck in the back"

"We have costumers- and are only once working now"

"One blow job for your favorite bartender"

"No, also I need two black coffee and glass of red wine"

At that time Soviet locked Reich in the back seat driving somewhere "what the fuck do you think you are doing?!"

"You are hiding something from me. And I wanna know what that is"

"Well if I am hiding it then I don't want you to find out!"

"But it's something that is connected to me!"

"Yeah! So remember!"

"You can't just tell people to remember!" Soviet parked in front of his house and got out then dragged Reich inside

"THIS IS KIDNAPPING!"

"Do you wanna call cops!"

"...fuck you" they got inside the house "still"

"Tell me what did I forget"

"Fuck no"

"Then how should I remember!?"

"Fucking think asshole!"

"You are an asshole here!"

"You dragged me to your house!"

"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!"

Immediately they both went silent. Reich just looked down and tried opening the doors to leave but Soviet grabbed his arms and pin against a wall with one hand holding his wrists. But German only kept his head down "what did he felt for if he does not remember the past...I am just a addict trash now"

"Reich...It slipped"

"What do you love...if you don't remember the past..."

"...what were we in past?"

"Isn't it obvious" Reich look up at him having tears in his eyes "we were lovers..."

"...I-..." Soviet look other way "I am sorry, I went through a lot after leaving my father and had an accident when almost whole ceiling felt on top of me..."

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