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Sleeping was something Giorno and Fugo enjoyed very much, even if they didn't really show it because they had the habit to stay up until late night thanks to college and work.
It was something they both shared and every time they had the chance, they would just lay in bed together, waiting for sleep to come, hugging.
Giorno told Fugo that he was moving out of his parents house pretty soon and, of course, Fugo offered to help him. He was his boyfriend after all, how could he say no to him?
They both spent two days moving all the things to Giorno's new cozy and big apartment, Giorno was pretty excited about having a place of his own and Fugo felt very proud of him.
Watching Giorno succeed in his life was one of Fugo's favorite things since they met. It was cool to see how your boyfriend accomplished his goals.
Giorno was unstoppable when it came to his dreams, he was hard-working and focused, he fought for them. He was very organized too, everything related to his plans had an order, and sometimes Fugo was embarrassed that he himself could not reach that level of organization even if he tried.
But, there was one thing Giorno was not in control, and it was something so simple.
Sleep.
Giorno was a mess when it came to sleep. No one would dare to think that perfect Giorno Giovanna was a messy sleeper, but oh boy, nothing more far from the truth.
Fugo himself had been a witness of this.
And to be honest, it was really endearing to see his perfect facade melt when he was laying in bed beside him.
There were a lot of things Giorno did in his sleep and Fugo is very much happy to explain all of them in a very much needed list:
One! Giorno drooled when he was deep in his sleep, not so much but he drooled and kept his mouth slightly open in a little 'o'. It was very cute, because everything that Giorno did was automatically cute. Sometimes he let out soft snores that made him sound like a cat.
Two! Giorno rolled around in bed a lot, like, a lot. It was like he couldn't be asleep in a single position, Fugo sometimes woke up with Giorno half on top of him and would stay there waiting for him to move, Fugo personally didn't like to move him because, to be honest, Giorno doesn't really weigh so much and it truly doesn't bother.
"Panna! Can you help me put the things in my room, please?" Giorno asked from one of the rooms of the large apartment. "I want to sleep tonight in my bed. I'm tired of annoying dad with his hospitality."
Without thinking, Fugo left what he was doing in the kitchen and went to help Giorno unpack his things. Giorno received him with a sweet kiss on the corner of his mouth and Fugo insides fluttered with love.
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Once they got hungry, they ordered Chinese food and ate while watching the sunset on the terrace Giorno's apartment had.
They were both talking about a lot of things and enjoying themselves with the last rays of sunshine caressing their skin softly and warm. Sometimes they would share the food and kiss each other like the fools in love they were. Giorno's hair looked more golden than what it had all day before.
Like a shower of melting gold.
What leads to the third thing on the "Giorno sleeping habits" list.
Three! Giorno always tied his hair before getting into bed, but it was silly work because next morning, it would be detangled and out of place. Fugo would have golden strands over his face very often. Giorno's hair was also one of his wonders, it was very soft and smelled like spring does, flowers and honey.
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Four! Giorno talked in his sleep. Not really telling things but more like mumbling stuff he was dreaming. When Giorno fell asleep first and Fugo would stay up late for the night, sometimes he could hear how Giorno was speaking funny and endearing nonsense, other times (which was not always) he would talk to Fugo as if he was awake, he would murmur things like 'I love you' or 'Fugo, check the stove.'
An example of this is the time he was reading a book and Giorno was sleeping soundly next to him when, out of nowhere, he half sat and said " Oh I'm so glad you're here." and hugged him. Fugo of course hugged him back tenderly and then watched Giorno lay down again; next morning Fugo told Giorno about it and he was surprised to hear what he did, he didn't remember about it. "It can't be true?! I don't talk while I'm sleeping, Fugo. " He said with a slight frown and Fugo only smirked amused with him.
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"It's getting late, do you want to stay?" Giorno asked him on the couch where they were half laying, tired from carrying boxes and putting things in place.
"Always." Fugo simply replied with a sweet grin on his lips, Giorno smiled back at him and put his cold hand over his warm one.
"Amazing, I'll shower because I feel gross. You can shower here too, I have some of your clothes in one of the drawers on top of the closet." Giorno got up, he went to pick up a towel and then stepped in the bathroom.
"Thanks, goldie." Fugo exclaimed playful, Giorno exclaimed "Make yourself comfortable, blondie.' back at him.
Fugo was going to stay the night so he went to look for pajamas in Giorno's new closet. They had nothing more to do so it was probably they would just lay there while watching TV and cuddle.
And, returning to the still incomplete list...
Five! Giorno was a cuddler, when he wasn't almost kicking Fugo out of bed with his long legs, he spent a lot of the time hugging Fugo from the sides and normally, Giorno was the big spoon. Fugo must admit that he truly enjoyed this part of sleeping with his boyfriend, being the little spoon was a pretty relaxing thing.
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"Panna?" Giorno called out his name to check if he was sleeping, the lights were still on and Fugo was awake, thinking of what they could do tomorrow, it was Sunday.
" Mhm? " Fugo turned to see his boyfriend's face. Giorno was looking at him, laying on his side, hands under his face.
"Hey." Giorno smiled tenderly at him, he was planning something, Fugo could notice that.
"Hey." Fugo replied and mirrored Giorno's position, now they were facing each other. Giorno reached to touch his platinum blonde eyebrows with featherlight fingers.
Fugo sighed at the light touch, he reached out his hand too and put it over Giorno's cheek, caressing softly with his thumb. Not breaking eye contact.
They were under a blanket, covering them already, and Fugo knew that he wouldn't enjoy the feeling of having a blanket after 11pm because this was also something Giorno did.
Six! Giorno was a professional blanket stealer, Fugo always found himself in the middle of the night without something over himself and every time he turned to see Giorno beside him, Giorno had it all for himself and was all rolled up a little burrito. Fugo was accustomed to this already so it wasn't a problem, it amused him how Giorno always, always took all the blanket for himself.
He loved him so much it was nuts.
He was on his knees, head over heels for the boy next to him, he loved and cherished all these things that Giorno did even if some people found it pretty annoying.
Like Trish, who told him that " Giorno is the worst person to share a bed with, really, you'll see. " With a funny smirk on her cute face before he even started dating Giorno.
Giorno's fingers lightly pressing over his lips draw his attention again to him, "What's on your mind?" Giorno asked with a cheeky grin.
"You and how much of a messy sleeper you are." Fugo smirked smugly at him and Giorno frowned slightly with his mouth a little open, acting as if he was offended by that.
"Well, yeah, but I think you're actually into it." Giorno started to stroke Fugo's nose with the back of his elegant fingers, a shit-eating smirk now on his cute show off face.
"Absolutely." Fugo obviously admitted, he was not going to hide that from Giorno, plus, Giorno always knew how to read him. "Now is my turn, what's on your mind? "
Giorno smiled excitedly at him and Fugo observed him, he started talking, "It's nice that you don't mind my sleeping habits because I was thinking of giving you a key for the apartment."
Fugo's heart started to beat like crazy inside his chest and felt his body buzz with happiness. Immediately, a beaming grin put itself on his lips, Giorno smiled at him too.
"Are you serious?" Fugo asked in disbelief, this was amazing. Giorno nodded in affirmation, biting his bottom lip, trying to suppress a beaming grin for the moment.
"Completely, I love you and I have a new apartment now, so I don't see a problem. I really enjoy a lot having you around, you know?" Giorno kissed Fugo's hand on his and Fugo kept looking at him with those lovely eyes of his. "Plus, Father won't bitch about you spending the night with me anymore."
"Both your parents like me and you know Mr. Brando loves me." Fugo kissed Giorno's lips, giving him a quick peck on his lips.
"Oh yes, I do, but he was always annoying when you spent time in my bedroom." Giorno rolled his eyes when he remembered his father's complaints about correctness. "Who does he think he is to bitch me about being decent? The only one who's allowed is Dad." Giorno snorted at the end, Fugo chuckled softly.
"I'm truly happy about all of this, I'm actually considering begging you to make out with me at this moment." Fugo half joked at his boyfriend.
"It's Saturday night and I'm with you in bed, of course I'll make out with you. You don't even have to ask, what the fuck?" Giorno started to move then crossed a leg over Fugo's body, he put himself on top of him and smirked.
He leaned down to Fugo's face and kissed him full on the lips. Fugo couldn't help but smile while kissing, he was so happy, this was incredible .
When they broke apart for a moment, Fugo spoke "I love you, Giogio, sincerely." Giorno's green eyes went bright with emotions.
"I love you too, Pannacotta Fugo, sincerely." And leaned to kiss Fugo again.
Fugo felt in heaven.