▪︎ 13. Nesh ▪︎

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I'm starting to genuinely feel bad when I see the amount of comments BEGGING me to make them kiss

What's taking them so long fr🙄

(I actually have had a very specific idea from the beginning so don't worry, I'm making it special <3)

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Nesh
An adjective meaning "more than usually susceptible to the cold". It's a word specifically made for people who really hate winter.

I woke up early to snoring. It was the type of snoring that will keep anyone within a mile's radius awake. It also got me thinking back to Diego's snoring snakes jokes, which led to me asking myself;

How many snakes would I need to fill the tent with for him to wake up?

If it hadn't been literal winter outside, I would have gone ahead and looked for some. Then again, I also didn't want to leave the heat right now. I refused to touch this filthy bastard, but he did look surprisingly peaceful when he slept. It was almost as if he was his true self, the Diego that didn't spit and curse at every single human being.

Then again, he probably killed an old woman for her money and is still sleeping peacefully, so maybe not.

What I felt about this man was obvious, but a part of me was still denying it. I knew, though, that all I wanted was to lay here with him. I wanted to listen to his stupid jokes, his laughter, and his voice. I wanted to see him smile, and see him tease me more. I wanted to touch him, and for him to touch me. It didn't even have to be anything too intimate, just a brush against the cheek would have been enough.

I stared at the beautiful man sleeping deeply. It would be best if I got up now and started preparing things, but I just had one thing- one small thing to do first.

I leaned in by his face, where the snoring had faded a bit by now. He was so peaceful, and I couldn't help it. I moved the hair from his forehead and planted a small kiss on it. Luckily, he didn't wake up, but a part of me wishes he had.

I exited the tent, taking a look at our surroundings. It wasn't snowing as much today, but it would still be difficult to get anywhere with the injury on Silver Bullet.

Either way, I had a bad feeling that something wad going to happen soon. Something that would result in terrible things.

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"It's cold." I muttered as we had reached an actual road for once. "I'm gonna freeze my ass off."

"Like you have one..." Diego mumbled back.

"Excuse you?! I was once engaged! I'm pretty sure I have enough of what's needed!" While pouting, I stared at the smirking Dino.

"Yeah, and I was once married to an old woman. It's not that hard, Sweetheart."

"Do you ever think positively about anyone?"

"Does myself count?"

"...I should have seen that one coming." I focused my gaze forwards, suddenly noticing a man leaning against a bridge. His skin was dark, and he had weird marks on his face. "Diego, do you know who that is?"

"Y/N, whatever you do, let me do the talking." He glared at me, as if telling me he was serious. I nodded in response, only watching as the scene unfolded.

"Diego." The man nodded at Dio.

"Who are you?" Diego asked.

"I'm the presidential bodyguard. Who's she?" He nodded towards me, and Silver Bullet took a few steps to cover his sight of me.

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