|You play as Norton Campbell! <3|

‘One kiss and he shall descend, one look of last grace and he shall turn away, one last word and his mouth shall say no other.’

Your eyes scanned over the paper, a loud thumping in your heart. Was he…?

‘A man with a heart of gold yet no cent to his name, a man with hands as rough as the ground that belongs to the earth, a man with a voice hardened by the crestfallen.’

Was this… A poem about you…?

’Fare thee well, my darling, for I-‘

“Norton?”

You jumped, dropping the stack of papers in your hands.

“Orpheus?”

Your bewildered eyes met his, and he shifted his gaze back and forth to the pile of papers on the floors and to you.

“W-Were you… Going through my poems…?”

You froze. Orpheus kept his poems very private, even to the people he held dear. Even to his husband, you.

“Darling, you know my poems are private! H-How did you even find them…?!”