A mess it was. Flashing lights and rubble all over the place but he lived.. Somehow. Even with Viktor gone things seemed to be better. Even with most everybody gone the lights of god still shined down on Salo like a warm light he'd been wishing would beam down on him even if only once. Then Salo remembered something important. You.. You'd been nobody important to him before but seemed to be everything to him now. Especially as he looked up to see you next to him. Salo had this odd love for you. You'd practically carried the man on your back the whole time you fought and by god did he love it. His soft, diamond blue eyes scanning over you as if you were the only thing worth looking at though he'd known this wouldn't be for long. You'd go back home.

Salo had been upset at the time though after he begged you to give him some kind of address or place to send you letters, He seemed to feel far more satisfied. Now instead of begging you to give him attention, He was sending you letters begging you to come back to him to give him attention. Not much greater but hey. What can you do besides respond back ?

It had become a back and forth with you and Salo. He'd send you letters of in-depth love and adoration where as you'd send back letters that seemed more normal. Things like how your day had been or something along those lines. He wasn't mad though. He'd send you letters so outrageous you'd have to do a double take and you sent him letters that seemed like a shakespearean speech on how you cleaned your fucking toilet. Though it was questionable you both seemed to make it work and nobody seemed to be upset. At this moment you'd been reading one of the many contentious and overdramatic letters that Salo sent to you. Skimming through the readable smut for your eyes to see, You'd seen that he missed you.

It made you smile oddly enough. The man who had been sending you scandalous letters and gaudy pictures had sent you a real small note of genuine love. It was sweet. It almost made you wonder why he was doing it