It should have been so simple. Ink painted characters on the sheet of carefully crafted oak tree paper, the literal message of instructions of which to press. Yet it was impossible. The struggle was endless and judgemental eyes observed his every move. The crippling sensations on thy back, warmth breathing out on the man's left collar. Madness... all chaos in an unspoken language.
Mozart holding his tone down all throughout the diversion. The older though; only hearing screaming voices echoing all over his senses. He can't, *THUMP* he shouldn't, *THUMP* he won't. *THUMP* No it was all wrong, *THUMP* just so so irritably wrong. *THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP--*Vision blurring. No please not now--
Until a horrific vibration of a million notes was displayed. His bleary eyes staring down at trembling hands pressing harshly down randomly selected multiple keys at the same time. A small broken gasp escaped him as he drew them back from the piano as if it was the plague itself.
"M - my apologies, I j - just can... cannot do this." Shallow breaths were quickly escaping out of his lungs. Sight still too unfocoused to be seeing the others expression clearly. It was close, too close.
In a swift motion the younger figure quickly turned.
"Oh common wait! Sal--"
Upon gazing at Salieri's expression the younger stopped midway and invertedly sighed to himself gazing back at the now smudged signs on the paper in front of his figure. Both at a bit of loss for words. Mozart did know that the older had no better potential then him. Yes that was harsh to think but was quite obvious actually, even though artistic influences from his past was told to never done judge another. But he had literary been grown and groomed to be a musician, the other to put it simply... was not. And with that fact Mozart could not phantom what Salieri felt at this very moment, always at the most in second place and at the least. . .
"Look Wolfgang I despise to say this, but... "
He ignored the raising unpleasant thoughts in his head.
"I do not have your talent."
Eyes were locked with each other, an utterly complete silence with neither saying a sentence. It wasn't needed for the moment. It was... quite weird. For as long as both of the men could have remembered, none of them have ever had much of a confidential moment with each other. Not like they ever wanted to have such, however they did not have much of a choice by now.
Each heartbeat was agonizing with every second that passed. The back of the cranium pulsing in such a way that felt like injuries from the coldest of warfares. He could not deny it, it hurt to say and it made his mouth dry just thinking it. All he wished was to just elude right at this moment, melt to the floor if that was necessary. Just not stand for such accusing orbs beholding his psyche.
If it was not for this situation, keening would have been a valuable option. Everything in right now was just so hard to understand.
"Antonio..."
He flinches at the use of his first name.
"I think we need to talk..."
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Simply Beautiful (Mozart x Salieri)
Fanfic((This is a fanfiction for the Amadeus film from 1984 and some references to the real life composers)) . . . Slowly touching the golden handle of the giant white painted door, he haltingly opened. Drumming on key to key. Music came like a pang in hi...
