Sempre and Silence
Sempre and silence - 1
Dante Ivan Roberts
Name:Dante Ivan Roberts
age:35
occupation:world renowned classical composer (a music prodigy)
family:his son, considers his nanny rowana as his mother
personality:sophisticated but lonely, blunt to the point of being rude, always thinks about music, observant, doesn't show his care for anyone, doesn't believe in forever
Dante Ivan Roberts
likes: his son,rowana, complex melodies, bitter espresso, silence, reading books, seeing his son happy
hates:paparazzi, people who pretend to understand music, being reminded of silence, seeing his son's tears
fav color:midnight blue 🔵
looks:187 cm height, has a piercing on his left ear, wears glasses with gold frame, has dimples when he smiles, has a tattoo of letter S on the back of his ear, shakes his leg when he is nervous, doesn't blink when he lies
Aziel Vilez
Name: Aziel vilez
age:32
occupation:owns a café ("sempre")
family:adopted son
personality:overprotective, only care for his son, selfless, has trust issues, deeply longing for a soul to love and support him, short-tempered, shouts like a gorilla when he's angry
Aziel Vilez
likes:his son, café, running (was actually a athlete in his young but left it for some reasons)
hates:his dad, his ex, rich people, people who hurt his son, people who speak without knowing anything
fav color:beige
looks:handsome, sharp jawline, 195 cm height, has a mole on corner of his lips, has a tattoo of his son's name on his chest close to his heart
Zephyr Vilez/aziel's son
Name:Zephyr Vilez
age:15
studying 11th grade in Victoria high school
personality:cute, extrovert to his dad, introvert to everyone, doesn't talk much to strangers unless he is comfortable with them, observant
relationship: single but has a crush on his best friend
Zephyr Vilez/aziel's son
likes:his dad, café, rock music (nobody knows it), Dante's songs, puppies, chocolates
hates:when someone hurt his dad, bad words, his grandfather, rich people except Dante, seafood
fav color:sage green
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
Name:silas Roberts
age:15
11th grade student
personality: rude, smart, flirts with cute people, can act cute when he needs something, loves his dad very much, often speaks bad words at wrong time, a walking time bomb, short-tempered
relationship:single
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
likes:his dad, rowana, cute and smart boys, seafood, sports, bitter espresso
hates:nosy people, chocolates, people who often cry, music, his mom, silence
fav color:white
[location:Aziel's apartment-11:30 PM]
Aziel is looking at his phone, waiting for a text back, he has cooked dinner. it's cold now.
Aziel Vilez
📲 Hey I kept dinner warm. Are You coming home? You've been working every night this week. is your work so hectic? *in a warm tone*
Ryan Denver/aziel's ex
📲 I'm not coming back tonight. I've moved most of my things into the car while you were at the gym.❄❄
Aziel Vilez
📲 *can't believe what he heard* what? Is something wrong? Why? If it's about the house chores or me being overbearing, I can change... just tell me what's wrong? *shaky voice*
Ryan Denver/aziel's ex
📲 That's the problem, Aziel. You're always 'changing' for me. You're too much. You're too clingy... your whole world revolves around "us" *bangs the steering wheel*
Ryan Denver/aziel's ex
📲 it's suffocating, I can't be your everything *sigh*
Aziel Vilez
📲 I love you, and you love me... how is that a problem? *tear drops fell on the floor*
Ryan Denver/aziel's ex
📲 it's EXHAUSTING, I need space to breathe, and you don't give it, that's all don't call me again, I'm done *hangs up*
Aziel Vilez
*tries to call him back* shit... *bitter smile* clingy... am I? He didn't mean it right? *hands shaking**texts him*
💬[message undelivered- you have been blocked by this contact]
[location: the Roberts mansion - same night]
Dante is in his studio. The door is locked. His wife is texting him from outside the room
Silvana Roberts/Dante's ex wife
💬[open the door, Dante. I've already signed the papers. They're on the Hall table.]
Dante Ivan Roberts
💬[Read 11:45 PM]
Silvana Roberts/Dante's ex wife
*bangs on the door* Say something! I'm leaving. I'm taking the car *shouts*
Silvana Roberts/Dante's ex wife
I'm leaving Silas here with aunt rowana. I can't do this any more*clenches her hands*
Dante Ivan Roberts
why is the boy staying? ❄❄
Silvana Roberts/Dante's ex wife
Because... I can't look at him! I despise him *glares* He has your eyes. he has your silence
Silvana Roberts/Dante's ex wife
Every time he looks at me, I see a man who hasn't spoken a word of affection to me in five years. You have changed, Dante *looks away*
Silvana Roberts/Dante's ex wife
Was it all a lie before? *sobbing* have you ever loved anything? Me? Your son? Or is it just the notes on the page?
Dante Ivan Roberts
*holds her hands* Silvana... following my dreams doesn't mean that I have changed. and I have provided everything you and the boy needs *wipes her tears*
Silvana Roberts/Dante's ex wife
*yanks his hands away* We don't need THINGS *shouts* we need a father! we need a husband! *holds his shirt*
Dante Ivan Roberts
the music doesn't ask me for things I don't have *looks away*
Silvana Roberts/Dante's ex wife
*slaps him* you're a monster*shouts* I hope your "perfect" music keeps you warm at night. Good luck raising a mirror *bitter smile*🙂
Silvana Roberts/Dante's ex wife
Goodbye Dante. *scoffs* I'll pray that you DIE alone without anyone to mourn for you *leaves from there*
Dante Ivan Roberts
*went inside the studio and closes the door*
Aziel, after the breakup, had thrown his energy into a new purpose. He's done with romantic love. he wants someone to protect, someone worthy of his love
orphanage director
Mr. Vilez, are You sure? you're young, 20 years old... Adopting a child with a history of trauma is a lifelong commitment*looks at him*
Aziel Vilez
*sigh* I want him. he was left alone, just like I was *mumbles* I won't let anyone hurt us again *smiles*
orphanage director
His name is Zephyr. he.. he doesn't speak much
Aziel Vilez
*smiles at Zephyr* he doesn't have to.I'll listen anyway *squats down* heyy little one... you're the only one here for me, and same here.. let's share our happiness together in this tiny world *holds his hands*
young Zephyr/3 years old
da.. dada *tilts his head*
sempre and silence - 2
TWELVE YEARS LATER - THE PRESENT DAY
[location: the Roberts estate -3:30 PM]
The mansion was a masterpiece of midnight blue and cold marble, a place where every footstep echoed with the weight of prestige
Dante Ivan Roberts sat in his studio, the door locked as always. He wore his gold framed glasses, his eyes fixed on a monitor displaying a digital score that looked like a spider's web of complexity.
his leg was shaking — a rapid, rhythmic tapping against the floor that matched the frantic tempo of the violin Concerto he was composing
a sharp knock at the door broke his concentration
Dante Ivan Roberts
*He didn't blink. he didn't even turn his head* I told you, Rowana, I'm not eating until my work is finished
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
It's not Rowana *a sharp, teenage voice cut through the air*
Dante Ivan Roberts
*paused, his fingers hovering over the keys, he turned slowly*
Silas stood in the doorway, dressed in a designer Streetwear jacket that cost more than most people's rent, his left ear-piercing catching the dim light
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
he looked exactly like Dante — the same sharp features — but his eyes we're full of a restless athletic fire that Dante didn't understand
Dante Ivan Roberts
You have a tutor at four *his voice flat, devoid of any parental warmth*
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
I'm not going *he snapped, his jaw tightening* I'm tired of hearing the same three movements. I'm tired of this house smelling like dust and silence, I'm going out *looks away*
Dante Ivan Roberts
*turned back to his screen, his emotional walls as high as the ceiling* The driver is in the garage. Don't get lost, we just moved here and be back by seven. I have some work tonight
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
Don't worry *he muttered, his voice dripping with bitterness* I know, and I wouldn't want to ruin your 'perfect' schedule *he slammed the door, the sound echoing through*
Dante Ivan Roberts
*didn't flinch, he simply began shaking his leg again*
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*looks down, tears falling*just scold me if you're disappointed, he didn't even care to tell me to be safe, he only needs music...music this, music that... ahhh *kicks the wall*
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*wipes his tears, began to walk away*
[location : The "sempre" café - 3:45 PM]
Across The town, the atmosphere was entirely different. the "sempre" café was bathed in the warm, beige glow of the afternoon sun. the air smelled of freshly ground beans and the cinnamon buns Aziel had baked that morning
Aziel vilez, now 32,moved behind the counter with the grace of the athlete he used to be. Every movement was precise. He wiped the steam wand.
on his chest, hidden beneath his beige apron and his shirt, the tattoo of the name Zephyr sat over his heart — a constant reminder that his life has gained meaning
in the back corner, tucked away behind a large potted monstera plant, sat Zephyr.
He wore an oversized charcoal hoodie, his hair falling over his eyes as he scribbled frantically in a notebook. To any customer, it looked like he was doing homework, but inside his earphones, a heavy rock track was blasting
and his "homework" was actually a complex set of guitar tabs he was trying to sync with a melody he'd heard on the radio
Aziel Vilez
Zeph *his voice low and warm* Don't forget to drink Your water. you've been in that corner for two hours
Zephyr Vilez/aziel's son
*pulled one earbud put, offering his dad a small, rare smile* I'm fine dad. Just... finishing this chapter
Aziel Vilez
Good *his eyes softening* I'm closing early today. Maybe we can go for a run at the park? I'll pace you *smile*
Zephyr Vilez/aziel's son
maybe later *he whispered, his eyes darting back to his music*
the bell above the café door rang with a sharp, aggressive jingle
Silas stormed in, his Heart racing from t he walk. he wanted to get as far away from the house as possible.he looked around expecting another modern shop, but he stopped in his tracks
the beige walls, the soft piano music playing over the speakers, the smell of home — it hit him like a physical hug.
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*his eyes landed on the man behind the counter*
Aziel Vilez
*stood there like a wall of muscle and protective energy* We're closing in an hour 🙂 *his voice a warning rumble*
Aziel Vilez
*he didn't like the look of this kid — too expensive, too frustrated, too much like the people who used to judge Aziel*
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
I can read 😒 *he snapped, but his voice faltered as he looked at the back*
he saw a boy, a quite boy in a hoodie who looked like he was hiding from the world.
Silas, who had known he was gay since he was twelve but only had his best friend to tell, felt his breath hitched, he had spent his life around loud, arrogant socialites. But this boy... he looked like a secret
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*felt a sudden, violent swarm of butterflies in his stomach*
Aziel Vilez
What can I get you?☺ *stepping forward to block Silas's view of Zephyr*
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*forced himself to look at the giant man* A bitter espresso.Double.no sugar 😄💢
Aziel Vilez
*paused, unimpressed* you're too young, your heart doesn't need that much caffeine 😒
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
my life is bitter enough, thanks 😒 *sliding a twenty dollar bill across the counter with a shaking hand*
he wasn't shaking from sadness anymore;he was shaking because the cute boy in the corner had just looked up and made eye contact with him
Zephyr watched the newcomer, he saw the expensive jacket and glasses, but he also saw the way the boy's leg started shaking the moment he sat down at the table next to him
Zephyr Vilez/aziel's son
💭 he's nervous, and he looks like he's been crying, even though his face is like stone
Zephyr Vilez/aziel's son
if you're gonna sit there *pulling his other earbud out* don't sit by the window. the sun glare sucks. You won't be able to see whatever you're trying to hide on your phone 😊
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*he froze, turned his head slowly, his heart hammering against his ribs*
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
💭 up close, he's even cuter — he has a small mole near his eye and a look of deep, quiet intelligence... ahh I'm gonna have a heart attack 😣
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
I'm not hiding anything *he lied, his voice softening* I'm just... avoiding something
Zephyr Vilez/aziel's son
don't tell me it's a tutor *said without looking at him*
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*shocked* How? how do you know that 😱 are you stalking me?
Zephyr Vilez/aziel's son
*chuckles* No dude, it's on your face
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*a small, genuine smirk appearing on his face* I'm Silas 😏
Zephyr Vilez/aziel's son
Zephyr 😊 *he replied*
Aziel Vilez
*slammed the espresso cup down on Silas's table* 💢💢
Aziel saw the way Silas was looking at his son — a look of a ... 100% purified playboy who is absolutely not fine to get close with
Aziel's trust issues flared. He didn't know who Silas was, but he knew that a boy who dressed like that comes from a world of money and coldness — the kind of world that Aziel despise
Aziel Vilez
Here's your coffee kid ❄❄ *his voice cold* Drink it and move on. My son has work to do
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*took a sip of the bitter espresso, but he didn't move, looked at Zephyr*
For the first time he had found a "cozy place" that was worth fighting for
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
I think I'll stay for a while 😒💢 *said while staring back at Aziel with a defiance he'd learned from Dante* it's a long time until sunset 😏 *looks at Zephyr*
sempre and silence - 3
The atmosphere in "sempre" shifted from cozy to suffocating in a matter of seconds.
Aziel Vilez
*stepped around the table, didn't say a word, just picked up the half empty espresso cup Silas was holding *
Aziel Vilez
closing time *his voice like grinding stones* Now 💢💢
Zephyr Vilez/aziel's son
Dad, we still have twenty minutes *he stated, his voice small*
Aziel Vilez
I said now, Zeph. Go to the back and finish your chores *didn't look at his son, his eyes remained locked on Silas, cold and unyielding*
Aziel Vilez
*saw the expensive label on Silas's jacket and felt bitterness* 💭 people from that kind of world wouldn't come to places like this unless they wanted something they couldn't buy
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*stood up slowly, his leg finally stopping its nervous shake, looked at Zephyr one last time — a lingering, desperate glance — before turning to the door*
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
Fine,your coffee was too bitter anyway 😒
As the bell jingled behind him, Silas didn't call for his driver. He couldn't go back to that blue tinted mansion yet. he walked until he found a small, overgrown park.
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*lays down on the grass, watching the sunset bleed into the horizon*
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
He thought about his new school, the one he was starting tomorrow. he wondered if everyone there would be as cold as his father, or as defensive as the café owner
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
if only my dad was like that man a little, protective *bitter smile*
but mostly he thought about the boy in the charcoal hoodie
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
Zephyr…. *smiles* Zephyr..😳*rolls over, and blushes*
[location: the Roberts mansion - 10:30 PM]
when Silas finally pushed open the heavy front doors, the house was silent, save for the rhythmic clicking of porcelain
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*walked into the kitchen and stopped*
Dante Ivan Roberts
*standing at the sink, washing a single plate and a glass, didn't look up, but movements of his hands were precise*
Dante Ivan Roberts
You're late *he said*
It wasn't a scold, It wasn't even an observation. it was just a fact
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
I was at the park *leaning against the marble*
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*He waited, he waited for Dante to yell, He wanted him to ask who he was with, or why he was late, or to tell him he was grounded. he wanted a sign that his father cared enough to be angry*
Dante Ivan Roberts
There is pasta in the warmer *drying his hands on a silk towel*Eat, you need the energy for your first day of school tomorrow
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*felt a lump in his throat. He sat down and ate in total silence, the sound of his fork hitting the plate feeling like a gunshot in the quiet room*
Dante Ivan Roberts
*sat across him, staring at a sheet of music, his long fingers drumming a silent beat on the table*
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*after he finished, stood up ... instead of going straight to his room, he walked over to Dante*
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*leaned down and wrapped his arms around his father's shoulders in a quick and tight hug, pressed a kiss to Dante's cheek — a rare gesture of affection from Silas after so long*
Dante Ivan Roberts
* He froze, his fingers stopped drumming. He didn't pull away, but he didn't hug back, simply sat there paralyzed by a language he didn't know how to speak*
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
Good night, dad *he whispered*
Dante Ivan Roberts
Goodnight, Silas *his voice barely audible*
As Silas walked upstairs, Dante touched his own cheek, his eyes slightly wide behind his gold framed glasses.
Dante Ivan Roberts
*he looked at the empty chair where his son had been sitting and, for a fleeting second, his leg started to shake — not from music, but from a sudden, sharp pang of LONELINESS*
The next morning, the black sedan was idling in the driveway
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
I'm not taking the car *adjusting his backpack*
Dante Ivan Roberts
*drinking his espresso while reading The morning news, looked up* why not? the school is five miles away
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
I want to take the bus. Like a 'normal person'
he wanted to feel the vibration of the city, not the sterile leather of a private car
Dante Ivan Roberts
*sighed, again went back to reading* Do as you wish. Just don't be late, first impressions are —
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
—everything I know *turned and ran toward the bus stop at the end of the estate's long driveway*
[location: Victoria high school - 8:15 AM]
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*felt the adrenaline of being somewhere new. he walked through the gates, ignoring the states at his expensive shoes, he navigated the halls until he found his classroom*
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*stepped through the door, scanned the room for a seat in the back and then, he saw him*
sitting by the window, half hidden by a stack of books, wearing the same charcoal hoodie from the day before, Zephyr.
The morning light hit the side of Zephyr's face, making him look even softer than he had in the beige light of the café
Zephyr Vilez/aziel's son
*looked up, his eyes widening on seeing a familiar face that he couldn't get out of his mind, his hand, which had been sketching in his notebook, stopped midair*
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
*a genuine, radiant smile broke across his face — a smile that reached his eyes and stayed there*
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
Silas Carl Roberts/Dante's son
Found you *whispered to himself*
Zephyr Vilez/aziel's son
*noticed what he said, his face went slightly red, he quickly looked back down at his desk*
but not before Silas saw the tiny curve of a smile on zephyr's lips too
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