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"Grazie."
Bruno thanked for another cup of coffee with a small grin on his face. It was probably his third cup within last few hours, but Buccellati didn't plan any sleep tonight. He had too much work to do. And it has to be done. He doesn't like to left anything for the last moment. Even his feelings aren't exception for this. This one is just the thing he saves for the good moment, but not the last one.
"You should get some sleep, Buccelatti. With that kind of lifestyle you're going to pass away soon, and I don't think that our team would want his one and only capo, Bruno Buccelatti, gone." said the tall man,standing above Bruno, with his light hair put in a braid.
He didn't wear that kind of hairstyle. Usually. But today he was feeling like it. Especially, when in the last few days Bruno talked a lot with Giorno. It's not like he was jealous. Giorno is just a kid so no way that he would make him loose his head, but it's nice to wear a braid sometime."Less of coffee, more of sleep, Buccelatti."
"You know I have to do it. Today."
"Tonight." Abbacchio corrected him. It was 2am, a time, where most of a people get some sleep. But Bruno was different. He would work all night to keep everyone satisfied, even if that left on him some marks like dark bags under his eyes or his hair being a mess. But Abbacchio didn't care about how he looked in the morning. More about how he felt and of course he wanted him to feel good. If Bruno is happy, that's all Leone needed.
"Right, Abbacchio. Why don't you go to sleep?"
Leone just sat on the chair in the corner and glanced back at the book he was 'reading',ignoring the question asked by Bruno. He didn't want to tell the man how deeply he cares about him and that he's going to stay as long as Buccelatti is going to work. It's not a good time for confessions,even these smalls like 'friendly' care.
It was another month with Leone, who thought that his heart was made of a stone after all that happened in his miserable life, having a crush on Bruno. The man saved his life before he even could try to drink another bottle of wine, and another, and... that's not what matters. Leone felt like he owes Bruno his life and he still can't believe that such a handsome man would choose him to become a part of his gang. Of course it's not all about the looks, but, why would a handsome gang capo with his soft, angelic voice, offer help to someone as him.A man who just lost his job,with an alcohol in his hand, unable to stand straight and being a wrecked ship. He recovered very fast when Bruno offered him help. After few weeks he developed a huge crush on him, but even he didn't accept it at first. It was not in his style to do something like that.
"Leone?"
"Yes?"
Bruno interrupted his thoughts. It was a good thing. His past isn't a glorious thing to think about.
"Can you bring me something from the fridge? I'm hungry and I don't feel like another cup of coffee would help me much."
"Sure,boss." Abbacchio stand up, heading towards the kitchen. Everyone was asleep so he had to be quiet to not wake anyone (except Giorno, he would do that without any regrets) up. Bruno stopped his work for a moment, watching graceful movements of Leone. He bit his lip, thinking about how handsome he is. Leone walked like a cat- his slim silhouette was graceful, and his dark clothes really showed that grace. Bruno thought that dark colours suit Abbacchio very much- they bringed up his bright eyes as well as his hair. He had no imperfections. His skin was really soft and clear is what he noticed when they worked together on some missions. He assumed that his hair must be soft too, but he didn't have a chance to touch it in any way.
Yet.
As he got back to work, Abbacchio came back with some sandwiches with tomatoes, mozzarella and prosciutto di Parma. He liked them. Buccelatti didn't know himself if he liked the things that Leone cooked so much because it was made by him or because it was really tasty. Maybe both? Everyone liked things that Leone cooked, so it had to be both of them.
"Thank you very much." He smiled. Leone bend to leave the sandwiches at Bruno's desk, but at the moment he did that, Bruno pulled his shirt and kissed him softly.
He didn't expect that. His face went a little bit red and he just stood here, wondering what just happened. Is he dreaming? It couldn't be.
Bruno left some small, soft kisses on Leone's lips. Sweet,dark,soft lips. He forgot about his work for a moment. He stood up, to get closer to Abbacchio, feeling his hands around his waist. He couldn't be happier. Guess he could tell him earlier. But he wasn't sure if it was a mutual feeling. Now he's sure. He can finally feel some of the heat of Leone's body,as Leone bends his head down a little to kiss him back, feeling his heart trying to jump outta his chest.
"Figurati, Bruno." Abbacchio replied, smiling a bit with his hands holding Bruno's waist. Smiling Abbacchio is a really rare thing that you should take a note of, and Bruno definitely took that note as he smiled back, lying his head on Abbacchio's shoulder and pecking his lips once more, before getting back to work.