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1.
Today was the first day of the month, so as usual, the Harbingers reunited in Zapolyarny Palace to do their mensual reunion. As always, they would sit in order —just to avoid trouble—, the seats were chosen by Pierro. Luckily, Pantalone was next to a sleepy Dottore.
“Don’t fall asleep on me, sweetie.” He whispered, the doctor looked at him directly in the eyes —even if he wore a mask, it was pretty obvious that he was mad—.
“I’d fall asleep wherever and whenever I want to, you asshole.” And, he meant it. With everyone looking at Pierro, he suddenly let himself fall on Pantalone’s lap, which made the banker blush quite a lot. “Your thighs are comfortable, hmn, let me sleep for a bit.”
“D-Dottore! Don’t put on a show here, sit down on your fucking chair and if you want to sleep, then do it on your seat.” But, oh, the second was strong, very strong, Pantalone didn’t have a chance.
“Sh… just let me sleep, will you?” Everyone went silent, except for Columbina who was bursting out of laugh. “Cuddle me.”
The audacity to even make that request.
But, who was Pantalone to deny a few cuddles? He began to stroke the doctor’s hair slowly, making him relax even more. Pierro continued talking, as he knew Dottore wouldn’t listen to him even if he was awake. The Regrator took notes with one hand and stroked the other’s hair with the other.
“And with all this said and done, I think we can conclude our mensual reunion.” Pierro spoke, everyone sighed out in boringness, these shits were boring as fuck and the only ones who actually liked them were Pulcinella and Pantalone. “I may thank our doctor for being so calmed today instead of biting me every time I speak.” Everyone laughed, looking at the sleeping body in the banker’s lap.
“Well, at least he didn’t bite you yet.” Tartaglia said looking at Pantalone. “Maybe because he’s in love with you.” No one spoke after that.
“In love with me? I would believe you if he wasn’t a little psycho.” Still, silence. “Why are you all silent in the middle of nowhere?”
“I think our comrade just revealed private information about our doctor.” Columbina smiled, Pantalone’s face went completely red. “It’s your chance, Lone!” What?! Dottore in love?! That’s probably the dumbest thing he ever heard in his whole entire life!
“I found him writing love letters a while ago, they were supposed to be sent to you, but I guess that didn’t happen.” Capitano contributed a little into the conversation.
“Love letters? What? No, I think you read it wrong or… I don’t know! He can’t be in love with me!” Well, he wanted to believe them, but it would be better if he didn’t.
“Just wait for a confession, you’ll get it one day.” Scaramouche stood up after saying that, leaving the room. The noise of the doors closing and opening made the doctor wake up.
He sighed, looking at Pantalone.
“Ah… why did you stop stroking my hair, asshole? I never said you could!” Regrator sighed and continued stroking his fucking hair. “Much better… are we done yet?”
“Yes, my darling.” Dottore smiled at the pet name.
“But I want to sleep more. Could I do it while you work?”
“I’m afraid you can’t, you have your own bed.” Pantalone lied, it was actually pretty confusing to have someone as dangerous as the doctor himself sleeping on his lap, but he didn’t mind at all.
“So? I want to sleep on your lap.”
“It’s okay, then.” Sigh. “Let’s go to my office, I’ll make you some tea and set up a candle or two.”
“Hehehe, marry me.”
What?!
2.
It was a film night, all the Harbingers did that once a month to improve their relationship.
“Hehehoho, don’t fight me, I’m stronger than you!” Dottore was above Pantalone in a… promiscuous position. He wanted to sleep on him during the film —or maybe he just wanted to be cuddled by the banker—.
“Dottore! What do you want!? Stop being an annoyance!” The second one laid above him, almost asphyxiating him. “You’re asphyxiating me! You’re so heavy, for the Tsaritsa’s love!”
“Hehehehohoho! Cuddling!” He hugged him and fell on his side, now Dottore was hiding his face in the banker’s chest while Pantalone was above his head. “This is comfortable! Hahahehe!” Regrator couldn’t help but smile at his attitude. “Hehe, now do your work.”
“Why do I even fight back?” Pantalone sighed and started to stroke his back and hair, alternating between both of them. Eventually, the cuddling turned into soft kisses in the doctor’s head. “Rest, my love.”
The film was quite boring, but some parts were kinda funny. Dottore started to snore, it wasn’t very loud, Pantalone found comfort on it. When the film was done, the doctor was still sleeping.
“Sweetie, let’s go to bed.” Regrator started to wake him up slowly, with gentle caresses and small strokes on his body. “Come on, you have to change your clothes.”
“Mhn.” Dottore opened his eyes and looked at the young man next to him, sighed and closed them again. He tucked himself into the man’s chest and fell asleep again.
“Oh, come on, don’t fall asleep here again.” But he wasn’t brave enough to wake him up again, or maybe he just wanted to spend time relaxed with Dottore in his arms.
“I’ll carry him.” Pierro said, and the doctor suddenly opened his eyes and stood up with a smile on his face.
“It’s okay! Hahaha, you don’t have to do that! I can walk by myself, can’t I?” His eyes were almost closing again, Regrator held his hands and made him go to his room.
“I guess someone’s having fun tonight.” Tartaglia laughed.
“Not with the doctor in that state, for sure.” Scaramouche finished the conversation by leaving the room, making everybody else do the same.
3.
It could be very well one in the morning, and Dottore was, surprisingly, awake. He’s been having a lot of nightmares lately and woke up crying after them, horrified, wanting to die. Tonight wasn’t different. Woke up, cried and went back to sleep again. Except for the last part.
What if he went to visit Pantalone maybe he wouldn’t be awake, but sleeping next to someone special could be nicer than sleeping alone, right?
So he did, he stood up and went out of his room with his tears still running down his face and his hands still shaking. A few Fatui guards saw him walking but didn’t dare to say anything.
He opened the door to the Regrator’s room, finding him reading with a candle on. He was almost falling asleep, he didn’t even hear the doctor.
“Hey.” He said shyly, why was he acting like that in the middle of nowhere? “Can I sleep with you tonight? I had a nightmare.” The banker blinked confused, looking at the man just in front of him.
“I guess… do you want to talk about it?” Pantalone moved a bit to his side, letting Dottore lay on the bed. “Were you crying?”
“No!” The mint-haired man’s face turned red. “I didn’t feel completely good while I was alone, and then I had this nightmare where I remembered everything that happened in Sumeru and… and I don’t know, I just wanted to be with you.” The banker got closer to him, hugging him and making him rest on his chest.
“It’s okay, darling. You don’t have to give me explanations for spending time with me.” The ravenette started to stroke his hair and clean away his tears.
The silence crowned the room, the only thing that one of them could hear was the breathing of the person next to them.
“Are you sleeping?” Dottore whispered, Regrator denied with his head and got a few inches away from him.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?”
“I love you.” He murmured. “I certainly know that I love you, I’m in love with you, really.” None of them said else more after that, Pantalone knew he wasn’t lying. Were his comrades right? Was Dottore really in love with him? Hmn, who could’ve known?