“Are you writing something?” Giotto asked curiously, his orange eyes gazing intently at you.
“It’s nothing really,” you mumbled as you slid the piece of paper under the pike of papers, hiding it from his line of sight. “It’s just a draft of something…” Giotto glanced at the partially hidden letter. The corners of his lips twitched up as he read his name.
“Make sure to give me the final draft.”
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30 Reasons To Love You
FanfictionAll of these memories that he had of you were the precious things he refused to give up. Giotto x Reader DrabbleDay's 30 Days Drabble Challenge
