BLOOD LUST - Giorno x Mista -

Please don't let me go.

The soft ticking of the bedside clock gently woke Mista from his deep slumber, the tight, comforting embrace with Giorno welcomed him as he woke. Opening his eyes Mista was greeted warmly to the sight of a sleeping Giorno, his golden pale hair strewn all over himself and the bedsheets. Giorno had been letting his hair grow out the past few months and it has grown a noticable length, the braid which used to land softly just between his shoulder blades would now rest at his lower back.
everytime Mista saw Giorno it was if it were the first time he had seen him in art class a year ago all over again.
the summer swept past fast, and autumn too, halloween had just passed and Christmas was fast approaching.
Giorno had moved in with Narancia and him, the academic dorms were much nicer than the community ones. But both Mista and Giorno knew that they'd enjoy the community dorms much more.
the two had become much closer over the few months that have passed, Mista was going into his last year of school, Giorno his second. Soon Mista would move out of the community dorms and go work in france as an artist for a new church being built, the fear of sperating from Giorno scared him. he snuggled deeply into Giornos chest to hide away the invasive thoughts. The movement must've woke Giorno, becuase Mista felt a gently warmth come over his head and giorno bent over to completely envelope Mista.
"you okay, Mista? did you have a nightmare?"
Giornos voice was low and heavy with an accent when he was tired, or angry. his mind wasn't focused on making him sound local. His tired voice was adorable. Miata pulled out from the embrace and smiled up at this boyfriend.
"no, I'm fine. just enjoying your body"
Giornos face blushed a deep coral, as deep as he goes blush wise.
miata realised what he had said and started laughing into the pillow by his head.
"ah you know I didn't mean it that way, unless?"
Mista laughed playfully, looking up to Giorno who gently punched him in the chest playfully. He was smiling.
pulling Giorno down Mista pressed his lips to Giornos. the two exchanged a sweet kiss before Mista recoiled, sticking his tongue out and dramatically gagging.
Giornos face dropped and he leaned towards Mista,
"are you okay?"
"you taste like blood"
Mista laughed, he wasn't bothered by it at he was well accustomed to the taste of blood. However he liked to tease Giorno since he was so particular about cleaning up afterwards.
Giorno furrowed his brows and sucked on his lower lip, probably to see if Mista was lying or not.
"I must've forgot to brush my teeth last night, I'm sorry"
Mista rolled back over to giorno, laying on his back he looked up to him. His blue eyes were dilated in the dim room. Mista reached a hand out to gently hold Giornos face in his hands, smiling gently.
"It's alright, I'm sorry for teasing you"
Giorno smiled softly and leaned over Mista. Mista was enjoying the gentle warmth when all of a sudden he felt giorno dig his nails into his side, tickling him.
Mista yelled out as giorno tickled him mercilessly, Mista unable to pull away from Giornos strong hold. Mista twisted and turned as he laughed between gasps. His body begging for help from this platonic attack.
giorno let away and got up out of the bed, Mista was laying there catching his breath from the assault he had just experienced. He sat upright to look at giorno who was getting change into his day ware.
"you going somewhere?"
"Mista it's 8am on a Monday"
"shit"
Mista shot out of bed, barely missing the bedside table as he did so. forcing his way into something presentable for class could hear giorno giggle at him as he tied his hair back in the bathroom.
Mista pushed past giorno to get to the sink, brushing his teeth and washing his face as fast as he could before practically throwing himself down the stairs and into the kitchen here Narancia was awake and eating cereal.
"you're up late"
"shut the fuck up, you could've woke me"
"you were awake, you're fault lol"
miata ruffled Narancias hair as he pulled a bowl out from the press, poured some cereal for him and giorno and sat at the kitchen table.
giorno came in a few minutes later, he was looking good as always. He took the bowl of cereal and leaned against the counter as he ate, thanking mista softly as he did so.
The trio finished up their breakfast and headed out of the dorm, Narancia locking it behind them as they went their separate ways to class.
giorno with his umbrella up and Mista with his pastels.

bruh don't come at me for any spelling mistakes it took me like three weeks to write this chapter Lmaooo