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Bucciarati's POV

It's been one week since the whole quarantine think and I cant stay inside anymore...

I have been used to be free always near the ocean together with my dad fishing on his boat.

Ah I wish I could see the sea of Napoli once again...

"Bruno"
"Oh abbacchio, I didn't notice you"
"I call you multiple times"
"I apologise"

Abbacchio look away for a moment then he scratch his head a little bit and look at me again

"Did something happen?"

I sat down on the bed and gazed away looking the blue sky.

"You see, I miss the sea"
"The sea?"
"Yeah I was always living near the sea, so it's weird to cant go out and look at the ocean once"

Abbacchio sat beside me on the bed

"You can always make your own sea, in your eyes I can see the sea, those dark blue eyes are really mysterious. Just like the ocean"
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"Oh I guess I spoke to much"

I didn't know what to say it was the first time that he spoke like that

I lean on his shoulder he gladly accept my gesture, and he slowly moved his hand above mine. They fit so well. This warmth I have to feel it for so long, from when I was living with my father.

"Thanks leone"

He look at me grinning a liltle

- outside of the room-

"Can you hear them naranchia?"

"Not yet mista, the think with the glass cup doesn't work"

"Shut up both of you they are going to hear us"

"Why dont we see from the crack of the door"

"Nice idea giorno"

The team saw the boss and abbacchio together

"Aww they are like mom and dad"

"Haha trish is totally right!"

Sundenly from the inside someone shout

"Guys we can hear you let us have our privacy, mom and dad needs that!"

"Yes boss!"

"Crap I have to make the dinner"

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