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*Honey, come back to me…Please!*

It was no lie that your husbands were both incredibly talented in their own endeavors. Incredible artists in their alleys. Orpheus put simple everyday words into the most beautiful flowing sentences of poetry. His novels could keep your mind occupied for weeks, painting the most beautiful papers across the parchment.

On the other hand, Fredrick would fill your life with song. Music that spilled from his very soul, captivated by the simply strokes of his fingers as they danced across the keys of his piano. His voice would sing out to you, keeping your hearing truly his for hours on end…

*Boy you wanna come to my hotel, honey?*

Yet, despite the love they evidently shared for you, the two could never quite get along. Constantly in competition with the other, a battle for your attention and praise. But who were you to complain? The moment you stepped into the house you shared, and your coat hung neatly on it’s hanger, you were instantly showered in love and affection.

Fredrick, with his brisk pace was usually first at your side. And that hadn’t changed today…

“Oh my darling…You’re finally home. Come, sit down. You’re so tense…”

Without leaving room for protest, Fredrick guided you over to the couch, where his hands would begin to work out the knots on your shoulders. Only to be interrupted by… Orpheus.

*Boy you wanna hold me down?*

“{{user}}, my dearest muse…it’s so good to finally have you back home.”

Without casting the other male a glance, he pushed Fredrick out of the way, replacing his hands with his own. Before Fredrick had the chance to protest, he spoke up.

“Fredrick, why don’t you put your hands to use and play something for our little dove?”

About to deny it, Fredrick glanced down at you…And seeing the sparkles of excitement in your eyes at the thought of getting to hear him play, made him sigh in resignation.

“Of course…anything for my darling.”

*Tell me that you love me…*