[Marvel x You] Otome Proposition

Blood and roses withered.You only have each other.

1.

When Schmidt slowly tightened his thin arms, trying to let the pale-faced girl in his arms draw more warmth from his body, he gritted his trembling teeth, and felt from his heart that poverty itself is innocent forgiven.

The poverty in the wars in Europe is like a plague, which devastates this small German village. It can take away other worthless lives like rushes, and it can also make a pair of siblings and orphans suffer.

Your body is thin and weak, the blood vessels under the skin look more fragile than dead branches, just like this small village, defenseless in a winter as big as Germany.

Although a waiter job barely supports your brother and sister, you are sick because of poverty.Schmidt's heart was bursting with pus and blood of hatred and anger.Those black boxes in my heart are full of fear and worry.

The coldness of winter lurks everywhere, and Schmidt uses his body to insulate you from all attacks.

He buried you in his arms that kept warmth for you, put his chin lightly against the hair on his chest, stroked your restless face when you fell asleep with his right hand, stroked your exposed earlobe after a few times, Those movements were gentler than the wind blowing behind him and piercing his bones.

You felt your ears being pinched gently, and your brother who lowered his head briefly kissed you with his lips.A strong sense of love and affection is wrapped in the breath, and your uneasiness floating in your sleep has settled down.

"Shmidt..."

"I'm here.....I'm here...."

Schmidt hugged you tightly, responding to your murmurs, with a smell of blood in his mouth, just like the day he killed the man who wanted to drown you—your father.Love can be crueler than death.No one understands this better than John Schmidt.A man who loves a woman who dies in childbirth.

That's why this man made you hurt.It's brutally perfect.

Then you were sent to an orphanage, a place also held captive by poverty and hunger.Begging, stealing, crime, and violence have gradually infiltrated the survival instinct for Schmidt and circulated as venom in his blood vessels.

From the day he protected you, who was cold and drenched, Schmidt knew that he would never allow anything to take away any of your life.

That's when he donned the Red Skull mask.

2.

"still cold?"

He often asks you this question, if you answer yes, maybe he will turn himself into an airtight thick wooden box—perhaps with unique patterns carved on it, in order to match you, and then, filled with warm air, let You are staying in it at ease, and it will never be cold.

Everything looks different.

John Schmidt turned into a man.In the past ten years or so, he gradually put on the military uniform, wearing a black windbreaker, with a heavy and untouchable demeanor.Under Hitler's personal guidance, in various data filled with experimental gases, chemical powders, and biochemical weapons, these have become part of his life experiences and cannot be erased.

But Schmidt is still your brother.He will do whatever it takes to keep you alive in poverty, and of course he wants you to live your best life.You start to have a lot, from your brother, from Schmidt.What He promised you has come true.It's really like a gothic fairy tale.

"Iwannamorecandy." You once made a wish to him.

Candy, you want a lot, he said, and I'll give it to you.

So now he always has sugar in the pocket of his military uniform under his trench coat.You never knew there were so many variations of candy.There are fondant in the shape of pink petals, chocolate in the shape of fingers, and colorful frosting on top. This is simply a sweet pocket.

That sweet sensation you craved so much, now you taste it, in a pocket that should hold a gun.

You can reach in and look for candy, although you will always be caught, but when you get it, you are always happy.You like to bite the sugar hard with your teeth, hold and roll the sugar residue, so that the whole mouth has a sweet taste.

When he watches you eat candy, he will slowly pick one out of your palm.He is not like you, he just holds it in his mouth, and sometimes he can't help provoking and sucking it, the sugar will take a long time to dissolve, and the dissolved sugar water will slowly flow into his throat little by little.

It was like the feeding of a viper in the jungle.Possess and devour while waiting.

But Schmidt's body is not a cold snake smell.When you are cold, you are still used to hug him to keep warm. He has the scent of flowers you like, rose petals, and charming ruins.

Probably withered.you think.

3.

Schmidt easily instigated Hydra and turned the Hydra base into his own arm.He tells you that he has infinite arms and can do anything for you.

But he stopped coaxing you to sleep.just like before.When you were sick before, he would hold you tightly.Now he can't because he has a red skull mask.It's unlikely to give you a good dream, he said.Maybe you should tell him you never had a good dream.

The roses by the bed were always quietly withering and falling on the side of the vase, making the table scattered and messy.This is somewhat similar to his lacquered red skull mask, which seems to be deliberately dyed with different shades of blood, forming an exaggerated and terrifying effect.

Just a mistake.Schmidt did not do more to explain.In fact, it wasn't until he became the Red Skull that you realized he loved you.

Schmidt, your brother, he loves you.

in various senses.in various forms.

Because when you went to find him, you found a photo.You wore a silk scarf that day and tied it around your neck. It was bright yellow, a bit bright like a sunflower, and it was given to you by him.It's just that you suddenly have an urgent and urgent miss, and you feel restless and go to Schmidt.

It's just that he's not there.Recently, I always leave in a hurry at the base.You are a little lost, but not leaving in his room.

Then you saw a photo you had never seen before, placed on his notebook full of ambitions and military strategies, lightly pressed on it, smooth and shiny.You suddenly remembered that this was taken when you first came to the base, but you had never seen it before.At that time, Schmidt's mask could still be taken off.

It was a sweet moment.Schmidt beckoned to you.You take pictures together.

He took off the skull mask for the time being, but the handsome and tough silhouette still looked full of shadows under the sun, a little gloomy and terrifying.He stands behind you, with one hand on your shoulder and the other hand slightly tightened around your waist, leaning towards the direction where you are sitting quietly.

The photos are in black and white and will not detract from your beauty.Some places seem to have rubbed too much with fingers, and some are faded and blurred.You flip over gently.

I saw a sentence and an initials were crossed out forcefully and simply.

ThegirlIlovedsecretly.JM

The name may have belonged to someone, but this private reprinted photo was found by Schmidt.That person should be dead anyway.Maybe it was the name of the officer who took the photo. You vaguely remembered that he often looked for you and stared at you, but was quickly covered by the tall figure of Schmidt in your memory.And the other sentence replaced here is also your familiar handwriting.

Iloved. Shmidt.

This is an absurd sentence.But you feel that the writing is light and beautiful, so beautiful that it is enough to destroy something.You turn over the photo again, and in the photo Schmidt is looking at you persistently, in that lover's pose, strong and possessive.

There are petals falling on the table where you put the silk scarf, wrapped in fragrance and thrown into the yellow silk scarf.You shake it off gently, only to realize that these rose petals are curled up and withered.

You leave with these petals.

4.

Love can be crueler than death.Wrapped up, like a mask, like poison gas.Make him look even scarier.Schmidt was in constant danger of being suffocated by this surge of emotion.He is your brother, he is your Schmidt.

He was a secret lover by his own admission.your lover.

He wants to occupy more positions than he actually has.

But the fallen petals are lighter and thinner than the wings of cicadas, beautifully fragile and fragile, unable to withstand any grinding.

So Schmidt always collects the withered petals and stacks them together, so that the aroma will stay longer, and he can smell the faint smell when he is dealing with some tedious things.In this way, even if he doesn't go to see you, he can still smell your fragrant smile when you look up.

Whenever he thinks of you, he always thinks of this sentence.

But I could have told you,

this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.

I wish I could tell you that the world doesn't deserve someone as beautiful as you.

5.

You have a secret.

You didn't tell Schmidt, though he blindfolded you, kissed your ears, and hoped you couldn't see or hear the filth.But you've seen him kill.for you.You may not even have the impression of what kind of person died, but you know that you have committed a crime.

yes you guys.

A policeman is dead.Even though he comes after Schmidt, because of another body, he will take Schmidt, Schmidt will not be shot, but will be forced to leave you.That was almost the same as death.

So Schmidt washed the blood off that day, and when he came back, he hugged you tightly, kissed your earlobe and put you to sleep, but you didn't say anything.

You didn't say anything, when Schmidt drowned his father.You close your eyes and pretend you don't see anything.He walked out with you in his arms, breathing blood in his ears, and you just buried him in his arms.

"Please. Forget it."

He tells you that the red color on those clothes is the petals of roses, and the fishy smell is the residual withered smell. He will take you to find a castle, and you will be a princess in the castle, with different candies in your pocket every day. .

Schmidt knows your secret.He is telling a stiff fairy tale, begging you in this way to keep this secret forever.

You said yes to him.You make a wish to him.

"Iwanna more candy."

Candy, you want a lot.He said, I will give it to you.

Note: I wish I could tell you that the world simply does not deserve someone as beautiful as you. — from "Vincent"

The author has something to say: Most of the settings of Red Skull are from the comics.

【Attempt to drown by his father at a young age→sent to an orphanage→appreciated by Hitler in the waiter→incarnation of the Red Skull→instigating rebellion against the Hydra base→the skull mask could not be removed due to the dust of death】