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[eyes widen before laughing]

[he goes down to grab another to clean and lowers his eyelids to the glass]

[ITA] I mean, I would really like to. After all, I think you’re cute when you’re sleeping. I bet you’d be even cuter doing other things in a bed. 

[glances up at him] But I don’t want it to get to the point where we’re waking up all of the angels to our new relationship.

[pops into the clubhouse] Feli are you going to the masked ball thingie?

[finishes up mixing a drink before looking up from behind the counter]

Huh? Oh, Luci! Over here!

[folds his arms on the surface]

Masked ball, masked ball. Let me think. Oh! The masquerade ball? 

Of course I am! One of the greatest friends of the American branch of the Ascendants is going to be there! Why do you ask?

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[ITA] Oh my gosh, you monster! Everyone knows you’re the one who uses them!

[still laughing as he tries to sit up and grab and pull at Luciano’s ankles]

“I don’t want you to think of me as your personal sex toy.”

[ITA] “Geez, you’re the leader of some kind of organization, and everyone automatically assumes they’re some kind of toy to you.” 

[glances over to him]

“And what made you say that all of the sudden?”

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[laughs and rubs the back of his neck] [Can’t keep a secret apparently]

I mean work gets boring and you know, you just kind of want to drop down dead where you sit. That’s what I did! Or at least attempted to do. It seems like your call brought me back to life.

Oh! Right, did you need me for something?

[knocks on his office door] Open up!

[jolts up from sleeping on his desk]

[groans at the kink in his neck]

I’m coming, I’m coming–!

[lulls himself out of the chair, pats down his hair and opens the door]

…. Oh, Luci!

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Jumping in his desk, Feliciano nearly scattered his forms all over his desk. Throwing a hand over his chest, he took in a deep, shuddering breath and chuckled.

“Geez, Laura, you’re like a zombie rising from the dead. Don’t scare me like that. It isn’t very nice after what I did for you.” Looking at the time, Feliciano frowned and looked back at Laura. Did you get enough sleep? It’s only eight.”

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five: my muse will send your muse a drunk, emotional text

[Txt:] Okok So theor-theorrettically speaking do you think I will get in trouble if I slash afcuking bitch? Cause that was my bartender she is flirting with and I foudnd him first so I shouldnt have to share.[Txt:] Bitchmusta convinced him to not not let me have anymore.

[Txt:] Ipunchedthehoeandgot kciked out….

[Txt] Pourquoi est-ce que tu ne parle pas, mechante petite fille. Tu jamais parle a moi pourquoi est-ce que je ne suis pas assez joli pour toi. 

[Txt:] I

[Txt:] IdontknowwhereIamI I caknt, please come pick me up. Merde. I lost a sho

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“Ha, well, there can always be an attempt, right? Although-- you know what-- Julio really should stop snooping around my office when he comes in to talk to me.” Feliciano sighed heavily as he halfheartedly stuffed his jacket in his wardrobe. “Because, really, he doesn’t have any privacy. Do you want some water? I’m kind of thirsty after that milkshake. Why do milkshakes make me thirsty? It’s like that word you used. ‘counterintuitive.’ Or, wait, is it ‘counterproductive?’” He laughed over a slight sigh, then whipped around to get a cup of water. “Anyways, back to Julio. Did you know he found your shorts in my--”

Feliciano caught himself before he could get any louder. “Asleep already?” he softly chided. “Geez, you must really not want to try my cooking, but I’ll forgive you this time.” 

Moments after, he was battling his haphazardly tossed clothes gathered at the bottom of his wardrobe and finally managed to acquire two blankets: one to prop Luciano’s head up, the second was aired out over Luciano’s head and mistakenly covered the boy’s face.

Almost immediately, Feliciano felt his heart drop, and with a jerk, he pulled the blanket back and settled next to the boy carefully, fixing the ceiling with a blank stare.

It’s kind of lucky that Luciano doesn’t take up much space when he sleeps. 

The thought was immediately shot down as soon as he remembered the events from earlier today. He bit his lip, sat up straight, and gave the back of his head a good smack. 

Tenatively, shy, hazel eyes glanced up to the tousled, auburn-haired head resting on the blankets. He never really noticed how nice Luciano’s eyelashes were (girls that met him probably got jealous; he knew he was), nor did he really pay attention to the two lines on his cheek. Hands coming together in a tight grip, Feliciano frowned and brought his gaze back at the floor.

Chuckling under his breath, Feliciano rolled his eyes at himself and leaned back against the couch. With slow movements, Feliciano’s hand placed itself hesitantly on Luciano’s head, and after closing his eyes, he began to count quietly. 

Feliciano remembered that his father always dismissed religion. It was something the family simply could not believe in. What Feliciano did was evil. What they all did was evil, and it was simple truth. Despite that, Feliciano kept counting. He needed to make absolute sure that he was giving his every thanks to the universe that brought them both here.

giving thanks | Feli + Luci

“…Your cousin should just eat a bunch at once so he’s not hungry right afterwards. It’s counterintuitive. And are you going to be able to keep it a secret?” Luciano asked as he followed the man around the clubhouse, pulling off his jacket as they approached his office. “There are no secrets successfully kept from the Ascendants.” In a tight knit gang like this one, he had to wonder how long they were going to be able to keep this from everyone else anyway. Probably not very long.

By the time Feliciano had opened up the door, Luciano had already kicked off his shoes, leaving them beside the small couch in the office. “I’m not napping– I’m not even tired.” Though despite his word, the teen was already getting comfortable on the couch. “Besides, you’ll be done cooking really soon-” And he was lying on his side. “-and I don’t want it to go cold…” And Luciano was asleep like that- curled up in a corner of the couch.

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[stares back at him]

[ITA] Incredible.

[nips his nose with his lips]

[kisses cheek] Happy New Years--

[blinks] [looks at him]

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He remembered that Cesare had always told him not to scowl or else the lines would imprint on his face, and then that way, he would always look like he was scowling. Always scowling meant bad business, and his family didn’t need anymore bad business. He did his best to keep from glaring.

“That sounds fair,” he said, nodding to the trash can beside his desk for the crushed cup. “And I’m not ‘in so good with Mama,’ okay? I have my job to do before I can ever go home. I thought you would be closer to her after I got shipped here, but no--”

Feliciano sighed. “I’m just glad you made it here safe, ok?”

Lovi sat on Feliciano's desk, throwing one of his markers up in the air and catching it. He had gotten bored waiting for Feliciano to come to his office, but he didn't feel like wandering around the Ascendant's 'lair' without seeing his little half-brother first.

Feliciano came into The Angel’s Wings, laughing boisterously as Julio rolled his eyes and Vismaya smacked him with a grin whilst scolding her boss to quiet himself down as the entertainers were working.

“I know you’re in a good mood, Feliciano,” she said. “But you have to be quiet.”

“I can’t I just–” Laughter bubbled in his speech. “When can I be as lucky as to be tackled to the side by Julio as a mall elf?” Said man only huffed and kept walking, his ratty, black curls bouncing with each step he took. Feliciano only managed to snicker even harder.

“I would have had to do it if you just had paid attention to that one kid in line,” Julio grumbled as Feliciano unlocked the door to his office.

“He was eighteen,” Vismaya reminded him.

“If you can’t drink, you’re a child,” Julio retorted. Feliciano chuckled.

“That’s weird,” Feliciano murmured as he tried the handle. “I thought I always kept this door locked. Opening the door, Feliciano’s laugh melted just in time for his eyes to bug from the shock. Vismaya questioning looked over his shoulder at her boss’ sudden freeze, and Julio raised a shaggy brow.

“Feliciano, who is that?” Vismaya muttered.

“Fratello?”

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Raising and eyebrow, Feliciano looked back at Francis and gave him a sly grin. 

“Whoa! Eyes on someone?” Feliciano chuckled. “Who, who? Do I know them by any chance?” Almost immediately, Feliciano began to chuckle at the image of Francis suffering from a flurry of disinterestedness. “I bet you’ll handle it better than I did by miles, but it’s nice to entertain the thought of you being flustered and in love.”

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❝I’m sick of fighting.❞

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[sticks out his tongue at him and sits up]

Yes, your nice are really feet. I mean-- Your feet are really nice. But you know what’s even nicer? Your belly. Do you not like it when people touch your belly, Luci?

“I need you to tickle my feet but like, sexually.”

[stares] …How do you tickle feet sexually– why? What?

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[sticks out his tongue at him and sits up]

Yes, your nice are really feet. I mean-- Your feet are really nice. But you know what’s even nicer? Your belly. Do you not like it when people touch your belly, Luci?

“I need you to tickle my feet but like, sexually.”

[stares] …How do you tickle feet sexually– why? What?

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[kisses cheek] Happy New Years--

[blinks] [looks at him]

[snerk and catches him by the waist]

Hey--! I need more sweets from you, gattino.

[gives him a small peck at the corner of his lip]

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[knocks on his office door] Open up!

[jolts up from sleeping on his desk]

[groans at the kink in his neck]

I’m coming, I’m coming--!

[lulls himself out of the chair, pats down his hair and opens the door]

.... Oh, Luci!

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[stares at him incredulously]

[snorts loudly and bursts into doubled over laughter]

[wiping tears from his eyes]

Luci, you--! Pff--! No. My Lord!

[laughing until he’s on his knees and fallen over]

“I don’t want you to think of me as your personal sex toy.”

[ITA] “Geez, you’re the leader of some kind of organization, and everyone automatically assumes they’re some kind of toy to you.” 

[glances over to him]

“And what made you say that all of the sudden?”

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[shrinks slightly at the chiding]

Wait-- You’re--

[eyes widen and he smiles widely]

You want to come back!? You’re-- You’re not scared of getting hurt or me doing weird things, or--

[mumbling out gibberish out of excitement]

[pops into the clubhouse] Feli are you going to the masked ball thingie?

[finishes up mixing a drink before looking up from behind the counter]

Huh? Oh, Luci! Over here!

[folds his arms on the surface]

Masked ball, masked ball. Let me think. Oh! The masquerade ball? 

Of course I am! One of the greatest friends of the American branch of the Ascendants is going to be there! Why do you ask?

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[snickers] You have to love her~!

Wow, you can even tell when they’re cheap, Ivan? How do you know because I don’t. I’m not classy enough.

[smiles]

[he shoves his hands into his pockets with a laugh] She’s still stubborn. Won’t tell her what I want to buy until I’m sure she’s not going to… slap me with a high price. And I do not want to get something cheap either. 

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Feliciano fidgeted and laughed.

“I mean, you could jump on the bear? There are ways-- You’d be surprised. I think my brother would just glare at it. Do you think it’d be a good present for him? He always looks like he needs someone to cuddle with and more.”

[guitar thing!]

❝Maybe this is our last chance.❞

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