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Language lesson - Gyjo

Johnny was glad that they had found spare tents whilst they had strolled through the little community, it meant that although it wasn't a bed they were both comforted with a roof for the most part. After they had finished setting up they both sat beside the campfire, eating what little food they had left.

"Gyro..."
"Hmm, what is it JoJo?"

Gyro had looked up from the food he was eating to see Johnny staring intensely at his face with a concentrated manner, Gyro's eyebrows furrowed as he looked at the boy with confusion. He knew not to judge a book by its cover, but Gyro had been by Johnnys side for a while now and had claimed the right to read his counterparts pages and so he could judge, and right now in this moment he thought Johnny was a proper weirdo.

"I want you to teach me Italian"
"No way am i teaching you Italian."
"What? Why not!"

Johnny had set his dish down and crossed his arms in pretend anger, he was stubborn.. and he would get his way with Gyro because of it. He scrunched his nose and blew a raspberry at Gyro, which made the other blink in utter confusion.

"What the hell are you doing?"
"Being mad at you!"
"Because I won't teach you Italian?"
"Mhm"
"Ugh intenzione di ucciderti, alright fine!"
"Yay!!"

Gyro scouted closer to Johnny so he was sitting in front of him, he crossed his legs and rested his arms in his lap looking up at Johnny in annoyance.

"What do you want to learn how to say."
"Umm...hi?"
"You want to learn to say hi? What are you five?"
"Just teach me!!"

Johnny huffed and looked away from Gyro his arms still crossed, he waited for Gyro to speak but when it took ages he looked at Gyro and clicked his tongue, why wouldn't Gyro just teach him his stupidly hot language so he could confess to the cowboy whilst making it seem cool and personal.

"Alright alright. To say hi you say Ciao."
"Chow."
"No not Chow! Oh my god your accent is too strong, ciao..."
"Ugh ok...ciao???"
"See that's better!"

Gyro when coming to America didn't like their accent, it was too strong and was always laced with venomous words and discriminatory behaviour, for being Italian in a land where you were to be English spoken and fit a certain category was dangerous, but with Johnny it was different. He sounded so bittersweet and his tone although harsh was always soft around Gyro. You see, Gyro had fallen in love with Johnnys country accent and Johnny had fallen in love with Gyros Italian one, but both of them were oblivious to how much the other meant to each other.

"Well..how do you say you're beautiful?"

Gyro nearly choked on his own spit, was Johnny in love with someone? Was there a girl waiting at home Gyro had no idea about...he felt a sharp pain in his chest as he frowned slightly, the thought of Johnny up and leaving him hurt, and although they weren't a couple; he had sure hoped they could be one.

"You say, Sei Bellissimo"
"Ok, noted!"
"What? You aren't going to say it out loud?"
"Nope."

Gyro stood up and brushed the sand off of his trousers, he turned and headed to his tent after putting out the fire, ultimately leaving Johnny in the dark.

"Gyro, what the hell? Where are you going?!"
"To bed Johnny, Goodnight."

Johnny dragged himself to his own tent, he turned to look at Gyros before going inside and shutting himself up for the night. 'What a weird guy' he thought before shutting his tent and lying down, why had Gyro gotten so upset over Johnny asking him to learn a word in Italian, I mean it was just a word wasn't it? He furrowed his eyebrows and crossed his arms as his mind swarmed with thoughts of his friend. Gyro in his own tent was staring at the roof as tears swarmed in his eyes. He didn't understand why he so much as despised the thought of Johnny being with someone. As far as he could tell they were just friends, and friends don't get upset when one asks to say 'beautiful' in Italian, he had to do something about this quick.

As gyro went to get up his tent door was zipped open and in tumbled Johnny wrapped in his blankets. Gyro gulped as he glanced into Johnnys eyes, his eyes Gyro thought were stern and focused locking Gyro in a trance.

"Johnny i-
"SHHH!!"

Johnny moved closer to Gyro making him fall on his back, as Johnny landed onto Gyros chest with a thud he looked into the blondes eyes.

"What are you doing?"

Johnny wrapped his arms around Gyros neck bringing him closer till their foreheads were touching, his eyes were pleading with Gyros. Shouting unspoken words of 'don't look away'

"Sei Bellissimo...Gyro."
"What? I-"

Gyro let out a small whimper as his face sparked a heat surrounding his cheeks and making him feel warm inside. He had no time to react as he felt Johnnys lips lock his in a kiss. He was nervous, and he didn't want to mess this up, he shakily grabbed Johnny by the waist which earned him a silenced noise from the other. They kissed until they had no air left as they both pulled away gasping.

"Gyro.. I think I'm in love with you. And I didn't know how to tell you, but here I am heh."

"Johnny you're such an idiot, I love you too, always have."

Johnny sighed in delight as he rest his head on Gyros chest, his eyes fluttered shut as sleep over took him. Gyro smiled at the boy on top of him, his dream had became real tonight, due to one really bad Language lesson , who knew Italian could bring two people together, he ought to teach Johnny more often. He lay there for a while a shit eating grin on his face before sleep ultimately came to collect him too.