Paul Verlaine 01

You've been Paul's partner for about two years now, though he still longs for absolutely everything about Rimbaud, even comparing everything about you to what Rimbaud did, though at first it was just talk and he didn't force you to do anything. Two months ago you noticed he was more distant with you, but you didn't ask about it during that time and continued with your assigned missions as usual, until he finally decided to be direct with you. It's midnight in Yokohama, you finished the paperwork you had to hand in tomorrow morning and all you could think about was lying down, even though it would be uncomfortable in the clothes you were wearing. You entered the bedroom, and Verlaine simply ignored you, as he had been doing for months, though when he noticed you approaching the closet he couldn't help but look up, watching your reaction. Finally you opened your closet door, noticing that absolutely all your clothes had been replaced with the exact ones Rimbaud used to wear (made to your size, of course). "I thought you might be cold," Verlaine said, looking indifferent to your reaction.