Write about Matsuri and his German boyfriend (who I may have named Rolf Müller) please :)

Warning for homophobia.

“Another letter?” Yoshitoki asks with interest.

“Mmmhmmm.” Matsuri scuttles upstairs. Yoshitoki will not be happy to hear that his son has been seduced by a beautiful German artist named Rolf Müller, and even though he’s back in Japan, Rolf writes to him every week.

Rolf offers to visit, but Matsuri forces himself to refuse. Tsuneyoshi will hate to have someone queer in the family. Rolf will die. 

My beloved Matsuri,

How are you?

Is this okay? Matsuri recalls Rolf running his fingers through his hair and inviting him into his bedroom.

I know Japan is difficult for you. Family legacies and all. But don’t you remember? 

Matsuri remembers Rolf buying him coffee. Taking long walks together. Visiting Auschwitz and vomiting afterwards. And Rolf telling him it’s okay, it’s a good response, and Matsuri couldn’t tell him that he fears his family is engaging in their own genocide. 

Matsuri, I know. It wasn’t hard to investigate the truth about the Washuus and Gehennas. 

Matsuri sucks in his breath. Rolf knows?

I love you. I don’t blame your secrecy.

Matsuri blames himself, even if Rolf doesn’t.

Aren’t you ever going to write back? 

Tsuneyoshi would kill someone like Rolf. For family honor. For secrecy.

Matsuri presses his hands against his eyes. He wants to respond I LOVE YOU TOO!!! And draw kisses all over the paper. He wants to seek Rolf’s advice on his family.

Love, 

Rolf

But for Rolf’s sake, he can’t.

So he slides the paper under his mattress with the dozen other letters he’s received. Maybe someday he’ll burn them. Right now, he’d rather keep them close, to remind himself of Rolf.