Diopucci

Soft Rain

Dio had been out shopping all day, it was about 4 in the afternoon when he finally got home. Walking inside with a plethora of bags from all kinds of stores wearing black high heels, fishnets, black lipstick, and a tie-up dress. He set all of the bags in the kitchen for now and locked the door. Heading over and plopping down on the couch, sighing. "My, what a long day." As soon as he went to close his eyes, he heard ruffling coming through the glass door to his bedroom. He got up and opened it, moving the curtains to the side and laying eyes on his husband. Pucci looked rather sick, tissues and ginger ale on his nightstand, a warm cloth across his forehead. Pucci laid half awake and mumbled to Dio. "My lord, is that you?" "It is, my my, are you ok? When I left last night to the club with Hol you seemed fine. Now you look all disheveled..." Pucci groaned, moving the covers up to his chin. "Thank you. What a warm welcome." Dio rolled his eyes and smiled. Walking over and sitting down next to Pucci. "Oh my love, you know I don't mean to insult. But what's happened? Could it be a case of that bug headed around?" "Not sure, I just woke up today and my whole body was aching. That, and I did throw up once." "Oh Pucci, why didn't you tell me? I could've came home had you wanted!" Dio laid down and held his head with his hands, making something reminiscent of a pouty face. "It was fine, I wouldn't want to interrupt you hanging out with the rest of the group. I know how often you see them." Pucci said smiling faintly at Dio, holding his hand. Dio held his hand and smiled back, pecking Pucci on the cheek. "Yes I know, but I really wouldn't have minded. It can be hard by yourself, having to clean up and manage everything. I'm sorry..." Dio said. "Oh don't be. I should be back to normal pretty soon. Oh and um, you might not want to kiss me for a bit. No matter how tempting it may be." Pucci giggled. Dio looked at him with a straight face. "That sounds like torture to me. Didn't I ever tell you I can't get sick? Because I'm...well a vampire." He said. "Oh...well it must've slipped my mind. Why? You want to kiss me now?" Dio nodded and without hesitation, gave Pucci a big kiss right on the lips. "Better?" "Better." Dio agreed. "Say, I could give you a bath. You look terribly sore and stiff. A nice warm bath would help with that, don't ya think?" "Well yes, I suppose it would." Pucci said. "Why not, could you go and start the water for me? I'll change." Dio scratched Pucci's head. "Of course darling." He said smiling and standing up by their private bathroom, waiting and watching Pucci. They both stared at each other for a moment until Pucci spoke, confused. "Um, Dio? The bath..." He asked. "Oh yes I know, I wanted to watch you first though." "Oh God, Dio get out." Pucci said jokingly annoyed. "Yes hun." Dio laughed, and started up the bath. After a minute, Pucci came in and leaned on Dio. Which made Dio blush just a bit. "It's warm?" "Mhm. I think you'll find it much to your liking." Pucci smirked. "Hope so." Dio helped Pucci into the bathtub. Carefully moving him and setting him down, handling each of his limbs like a fragile glass case. And sneaking a peak down his body as he went in. Pucci sighed as he got inside, throwing his head back and leaning his arms on the sides. Dio rolled up his sleeves and grabbed a cup, filling it with water and pouring it on the back of Pucci's head. He let Pucci relax for the first few minutes, pouring water all over his body and massaging his arms. Being very gentle as to make sure he'd enjoy it. Pucci obviously did, even making a little sound that sounded a bit suspicious. "Oh? What was that hun? Dio asked. Pucci blushed a little. "Um, nothing dear. I'm just relaxed..." Dio giggled. "It's no worry dear!" He said moving his hands near Pucci's chest, moving up and down in a circular motion. Starting near his neck and moving downward. "S-so honey, what did you do last night?" "Oh nothing much, just danced a bit with Hol and got tipsy. Nothing too serious. We did talk on and on about our love lives which was fun. I told him what a good lover you are, but he already knew that. Did you do anything? Well, other than feel like this the whole time..." Pucci sighed. "Eh, not really. It gets lonely when you aren't around so I just relaxed for the most part. I'd say the most exciting thing I did was brew a cup of tea and sit outside on the porch watching the thunderstorm. Imagine that." Dio chuckled. Giving Pucci a soft kiss on his collarbone and laying his head on his chest. "Sorry I couldn't grace you with my presence, love. Speaking of tea, would you like some?" Pucci scratched Dio's head and played with his hair. "I'd love some, you know what kind I like?" "Why yes I do. I'll be back in a moment. I trust you can handle yourself." Dio said getting up and brewing a small cup of tea, walking in a few minutes later. "Here you go darling! Cinnamon Apple, your favorite." Pucci smiled warmly. "Thank you. I've always been drawn to this flavor for some reason, perhaps it has a hypnotic sense to it." He said taking a sip of his tea, just hot enough that it sizzled on his tongue. He set it down and put his hand on Dio's cheek, making eye contact with him. "Dio, you're adorable. Have I ever told you how cute you are when you're worried? You're eyebrows get all scrunched up. It's wonderful." Dio smiled back at Pucci, holding his hand. "Thank you sweetheart. Y'know I always thought it was cute how determined you look when you really put your mind to something. Just seeing you do the things you love and enjoy it brightens my day, really." "Aww, that's sweet of you." Pucci giggled, bringing Dio close and cuddling up against him. "Hey, do you mind if I come in with you? It looks so relaxing..." Pucci stared at him annoyed. "No. Maybe when I'm not sick." "Oh, ok then." Dio said looking disappointed. Pucci sighed. Dio went back to massaging Pucci, moving his hands a bit lower near Pucci's pelvis and circling with his hands. "Dio? I think you're going a little low there..." "Hmm? Oh I'm sorry." He said moving back up and massaging his biceps. They stayed there for a few more minutes before Dio went and grabbed a towel for Pucci. Drying him off as he stepped out of the tub. "Would you like to go relax now?" He asked. "Mmm, sure. Let's go outside on the porch and enjoy the rain." Dio agreed and brought Pucci a wine red robe. Dressing him up and tying it. Pucci grabbed his tea and went out, sitting on one of the padded chairs. He took a sip of his tea and set it on a table. Dio followed soon and sat with Pucci, cuddling with him. "Darling, don't you love the rain? I find it awfully relaxing. The soft pitter patter noise, the warming smell, the atmosphere." Pucci asked. "Somewhat. I never found it as attractive as Fall weather. I think the leaves falling softly onto the ground and the slight chill are quite warm and welcoming. Just not the sunny part of it. You know how I get with that. That's probably one of the only reasons I like the rain if I'm being honest." Pucci chuckled. "Well that's you. I find it rather relaxing. I can't quite imagine anybody who doesn't like rain, they'd have to be crazy." Dio shrugged. Cuddling into Pucci and laying his head into his neck. "Mmm~ Darling, would you like to fall asleep here? I find the noise quite pleasant actually." He said. "Well...if you want. No problem for me." Dio sighed pleasantly. "Ok then my dear, I love you." "I love you too, My Dio." Dio smiled, falling asleep with his hand on Pucci's behind. Pucci holding Dio's waist and cuddling with him. The rain slowly fading out until they both fell asleep in each other's arms.