Sweethearts

🍃✨Treatment✨🍃

Firstly, hello guys! It's been a long time since I've uploaded anything, huh? Anyways, it's good to see you all again. Hope y'all have been doing well since I last posted(●'◡'●)ﾉ Thank you all for the support you've given me throughout the months and if you have any questions, feel free to ask me. With that said, a lot of you have been asking me if I am continuing my other books. The answer is of course, yes. However, updates will be slow as I have a common case of ✨writers block✨ So, right now, I'll probably just post this first so sit back, grab a snack, and please enjoy these head cannons of Pierro and his husband. (☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)☞

🍃✨How the lovers treat each other✨🍃(Plus a few harbingers)
🍃M/c🍃
- Since he can't move around like he used to when he was younger, he now spends his time at their home busying himself with knitting clothes, baking, cleaning, gardening, etc. Anything to help lighten the workload on his husband. However, he does forget how big his husband really is compared to him, and most of the time, he needs to send the clothes he knits to his daughter instead..

- Often ends up making Pierro's favoured food since he subconsciously misses him. After all, working for the Tsaritsa is no easy task and it will take a long time before he finally reaches home. No worries, though. Pierro will always show his gratitude by finishing up the food before giving him a peck on the side of his head, whispering sweet nothings into his ear as they relax and cuddle before bed.

- Very determined. Yup. M/n is a very stubborn and determined individual, often going to Pierro's workplace to bring him food or just to visit the other harbingers. Other harbingers? You may be wondering. Yes, this old man can't help but pamper those youngsters. He would often find them in their offices, doing paperwork, or coming back from a mission. That rascal, Tartaglia had gotten an earful when he came back from a commission all bloodied up. All he could do was look down in shame as his superior's husband scolded him like his mother.

- Talking about other harbingers, Pantalone, Pulcinella and Capitano are ones that M/n often like to visit. He'd check on Pantalone first, seeing if he's overworking himself again to the point of exhaustion. If he was,m/c would immediately make him rest in his luxurious chair before brewing him a nice cup of tea. No coffee. He would say, as he leniently lectured the ninth harbinger as if he were a mere child that was caught misbehaving in school.

- Pulcinella would be next on his visit list. Being almost the same age, M/n obviously favoured Pulcinella as he could communicate to someone that would actually understand his 'boomer talk'. As Tartaglia had called it. A good example for that was one time, where he had called Childe's disposition rather gay. Well, apparently youngsters these days tend to refer the word gay, to being homosexual. Huh..kids nowadays with their weird slangs. M/c could barely understand what they talk about nowadays. Something about tikki tok?.. Tik Tok?...Yea. That sounds about right. Anyway, he didn't want to reminisce on the topic any longer. Especially not when he had walked by some lad that talked a little bit too enthusiastically about a lady with big boobs and a big ass? How disrespectful..

- Anyway, back on the topic of harbingers. Good ol' Capitano is next for a visit. That big softie couldn't even hide from M/c even if he tried. M/n just had this...instincts. Like, he knew where everyone was at all times and that honestly freaked out Capitano quite abit. The fact that even their commander was hesitant at making his husband mad already says a lot. I mean, come on now, how often do you see a sweet looking old man scaring even the First of the Harbingers. Never, exactly. So, Capitano will still have to warm up to him, but in the meantime he'll probably go bother someone else. Perhaps Dottore is free at the moment..hm..

- Since M/n is often trapped at home,(thanks to the death inducing snow storms in Snezhnaya) I could imagine him binge cooking or just losing himself in his knitting that he accidentally makes too many sweaters or too much food. So what does he do? Give them to the Fatui of course! After all, they've been working really hard these past few weeks, so why not give them a small treat. From spongey banana cake to moist fudge brownies and chewy chipped cookies, it's no wonder the Fatui agents and skirmishers are always crowding around him when he comes to visit. Despite that, as he distributes the sweets generously amongst them, he calls out to each one of them, a sincere song of compliments and appreciation grace their ears before patting them on the head. He needed to tiptoe for most of them to actually reach their heads, but it's all right.....Yea, they definitely got jealous glares from their superiors when they got back inside.

- You can't convince me that Pierro isn't scared of M/n when he's angry. I can just imagine him trying to do anything to calm his husband down.

- Overall, M/n is just a sweet grandfather figure towards the Fatui with Pierro being his personal bodyguard.

✨Pierro✨
- Work hours are dreadful long. Painfully so despite commanding as many Fatui agents and skirmishers as him. Most of the time, he would be in his office doing paperwork. The grandfather clock's dull ticking drummed in his ears every few seconds as his hands got busy, signing letters and contracts like a well oiled machine for hours on end. His hand is often cramped and his back aches from sitting at his desk all day long, so when he goes back to his home to see his beloved, you can only imagine the tension leaving his body as his little love frets over his well being. His response? Big muscled arms, taunt from battle, encases around soft hips and blemished skin. Frail and delicate from old age. For now, they'll just stand here, forget everything around them as they melt in each others' embrace.

- I imagine that M/n would be a little pudgy due to the lack of exercise. After all, staying at home knitting or cooking all day doesn't really help burn away all those calories from his meals. Anyway, when I think of a husband for papa Pierro, I think of soft blemished skin, a frail body, and the sweetest grandfatherly smile anyone could think of. Visualise this. Your superior is the most stoic and serious person you could ever think of, but suddenly his significant other (who might I add is very short compared to Pierro) waddles in the room, only to offer you some homemade cookies as he gently pats your head, giving you compliments all the while.
(;'༎ຶٹ༎ຶ')

- I could visualise him doing the most ridiculous things just to bring a smile to M/n's face. Spend thousands of dollars on yarn and plants as a birthday present? You bet. Dress up as one of his colleagues for Halloween? Sure. Go on a murder spree because his husband was ridiculed by rude youngsters? Of course.

- Can actually cook decently but doesn't have the time to do so. He usually leaves it to M/n for the most part but he will step in if he sees his lover having a tiresome day. After all, those old bones weren't as strong as they were back then.

- Honestly think that Pierro would love cuddles from his husband. Like after a long day, I bet he would wrap his strong arms around M/n and put his head on him as he makes dinner for them. Would probably kiss his neck while saying sweet nothings into his ear.

- I think Pierro can sing really well. Off course due to old age, his voice is a lot huskier now, but I like to imagine that in his heydays, he would sing lovely Melodies to M/n as they got tucked into bed. Of course, nowadays, he doesn't have as much time as he used to, but he would probably find time to sing some nice songs to M/n as they waltzed in their kitchen, waiting for their meals to cook.
(I can imagine him singing 'Edelweiss' to his significant other as they are tucked into bed.)

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