idiot vader

5.

Rama breathed a sigh of relief, the clothes Vader gave him didn't stress him too much.The one dress that Vader was finally satisfied with was a shade of blue that was a shade lighter than black, very much like his military uniform, and it wasn't fussy or particularly avant-garde.The tight waist and neatly cut shoulders of the dress set him off tall and heroic, and the half-length retro hem made him seem a little graceful.

He touched the material of the clothes in some amazement, his hands seemed to be inserted into the silk, although the clothes looked as wide as cashmere.He stroked it fascinatedly, it wasn't silk, his hands seemed to touch the spring water.

"Not bad." Vader looked at him seriously, thinking carefully, his expression was similar to the last time they asked him to defuse the bomb.So Rama has been careful not to be at this time, until he heard his affirmation, he was completely relieved, and took the thin tie that Vader handed him.

As soon as he tied it around his neck twice, Vader snatched it back, furious, "Did you make a mistake? Put on the sling?"

Rama quickly moved his hands away, Vader's slender fingers were busy around his neck, his face was not feeling hot, and he stole a glance at Vader.Vader tied a neat knot under the collar of his shirt, and then carefully tucked in his tie. His lips were slightly parted because of his earnestness, and his almost innocent look reminded him of Vader unwrapping his neck. The way it plays.Why is tying a root tie so serious?But it’s not that he didn’t enjoy the process, he didn’t know that he would actually enjoy the moment when Vader manipulated him like this, he silently thought that if Vader had a whim today and thought that he should wear a braid, he would immediately agree .

Vader didn't notice him, he sat on the table in the middle of the cloakroom, his slender fingers flitted across the rows of handkerchiefs in the drawer, the streamer chased his fingers, and finally he pulled out a handkerchief, Rama thought It was the color of Vader's eyes.

"There's nothing wrong with being retro, you are suitable for this." Vader muttered, folded the handkerchief, put it in his left breast pocket, and patted it lightly, just right on his heart. "If that lucky girl cries because of your proposal, remember to wipe her tears with this."

"I'm not going to propose tonight," he said matter-of-factly.

Vader laughed. Although he was sitting no taller than him, he still looked down at him condescendingly, "Yes, Mr. Straight Man, if you don't understand it, it might suffocate you to death."

Rama didn't know what to reply, he frowned and thought for a while, his thoughts kept wandering around the word "straight man".

Vader also stopped talking to him, and began to concentrate on arming himself, and Rama's attention was gradually attracted.He watched Vader come back from the bathroom, his light blond half-length hair going from steamy to completely flowing.He watched him put on a dark green retro robe right in front of him, which was completely different from the one he was wearing but always felt strangely coordinated.Just watching Vader busy, his heart was filled with joy little by little, as if he had returned to the coming-of-age dance.

Vader looked at himself in front of the mirror. His hair was much longer than when he was in school half a year ago, and he already seriously failed to meet the standards of a military cadet. This made him look younger. Regardless of his height, he was like a An authentic little prince doll on the boy's desk.He smiled mischievously from the mirror at the man who had been watching him, "My hair has grown, but if you call me a sissy, I'm going to fuck your ass with a plasma gun."

Rama gave a half-joking military salute to him in the mirror.

Vader smiled lowly, "I need to grow my hair and wait to inherit my father's title. At that time, I will use a dark green ribbon to tie a low ponytail on the back of my neck. This is a tradition, ignorant commoners, you must remember The color of the Lynch family is dark green."

"I finally know what birthday present I will give you next time," Rama imitated his appearance with a smirk, "A dark green bow, do you like the one with the pink heart pattern or the one dotted with pearls?"

Vader was amused, his face turned red with a smile, and he didn't even return the sarcasm.

In the end, compared with Rama, he chose one more jewel for himself, a smooth and shining drop of water, which always followed near his head.Rama found that thing really annoying. As soon as he fell into a daze, he would find his eyes following the trajectory of the jewelry unconsciously after a while.

"What a show," he murmured.

"Idiot!" Vader gritted his teeth and said, "I know you can't stand me, and you've spent three years relentlessly expressing this point of view. I've never condescended to match your rebellious civilian style Intention, and let me tell you, it is very important to follow the time. A truly strong person will not become himself just because he wears an extra bow. You have worked hard to this day not to climb up and complain to the mainstream society. .Rama, don't distract yourself too much with a bow or a Turing jewel - in ten years you'll find this sentence the best gift I can give you."

Rama was astonished for a while, and finally said, "How arrogant, just like you."

Vader laughed softly, his expression was a little gloomy, "Rama, do you know why I brought you here? I want to open a door for you, although I know you will open this door sooner or later , but that's what I want to do. Because after tonight, it's going to be hard for you and me to fight again, so please, make me happy tonight."

"Egoist." Rama didn't want to say that at first, but the familiar comment accidentally slipped out by himself, and he regretted it after saying it, and was a little embarrassed.He didn't expect Vader to want to spend one night with him at all, and he didn't expect him to cherish the last time.

Vader's gray eyes looked at him menacingly.

"No, no, no," Rama said quickly, he paused, and thought carefully, "Isn't arrogant arrogance considered a compliment when applied to you?"

Vader narrowed his eyes and pondered for a while, "What you said really makes sense."

"Then what should I do to make you happy?" Rama touched his nose and suddenly felt a tightness in his throat.

"Let's play by ear, little hero." Vida cheered up, and walked out first.

Rama followed, thinking that it was not unreasonable why Vader was called Vader the idiot, and being easy to laugh was one of his idiot symptoms.