Prompts: Fashion, Date, or Makeup
I'm sorry in advance for how short this one is I'm just really stressed out with online school and it's not pretty.
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"Bruno...?" Laughed Abbacchio, bringing his glass to his lips.
Bruno jumped, Abbacchio's laugh pulling him from his thoughts. "Oh! Uh..., yeah Abbacchio?" He asked, folding his hands in his lap.
Abbacchio raised an eyebrow, frowning slightly. "You've barely touched your food..." The man noted, glancing at the plate in front of Bruno. "Is everything okay...?"
Bruno almost nods then stops himself. He's with Abbacchio, he should be honest.
"Well... Not really."
Abbacchio sets his drink on the table and leans towards Buccellati as if telling the blue-eyed man to talk to him.
"I know today is our anniversary and all and I should be happy... But it's still April sixth..." Complained Bruno, his gaze slumping to the ground.
Abbacchio nodded his head in understanding and reached a hand out for Bruno to grab. "Why don't we leave then? Go for a walk along the canals, maybe some fresh air will help?" He suggested as Bruno took his hand.
Bruno nodded while Abbacchio waved down a waiter, asking for their receipt.
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The cold air was refreshing while Bruno shed his coat and folded it over his arm. Abbacchio glanced at the man, linking his arm with his as they walked.
The dark sky sprinkled with stars above, as the cool dark river water of the canals showed a reflection of a slightly distorted Bruno and Abbacchio.
"Thanks, Leone... Seriously..." Smiled Bruno, patting his arm. "You really are too good to me."
Abbacchio shook his head, as he knitted their hands together. He leaned into Bruno's shoulder, softly kissing his neck.
the man shivered, smiling down at Abbacchio.
Abbacchio's kissing trailed over Bruno's neck and face as he delicately left marks over him. His lipstick staining the olive skin of the man. Leone hummed happily into his neck and sighed.
Bruno ran a hand softly through Abbacchio's white hair as they continued walking, mindlessly wandering arm in arm back to the mansion they were staying at after defeating the tyrant Diavolo.
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"Bruno why is there purple all over your face?" Asked Narancia from the staircase as the couple hung their coats on a stand in the doorway.
Bruno's face went bright red as he looked at Abbacchio for help.
The boy looked back and forth between the two when he seemed to catch on. A shit-eating grin spread across his face as he raised a teasing eyebrow.
"Narancia leave them alone!" Yelled Fugo from down the corridor. "It's two AM!"
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Are chapters aloud to be that short?? Idk, I just wanted to get this out because it's late and I have 21 online missing assignments and currently crippling under the stress and pressure so sorry this one's sooooo short I just wanted to get a chapter out.
