His eyes narrow more. He doesn't want to be concerned but he is. He hasn't seen Tsuna like this. Wobbling like that. With that strange look on his face, that old language on his lips and that name that isn't his. Tsuna seems so unsteady and he leaves his window side to walk around the desk where Tsuna has slumped.
He's trying to work out why Tsuna kept calling him the wrong name. He had touched the ring once. Worn it one time. He had seen what was inside. He had only touched it briefly before the Ring and 7 of the 8 within declared him unworthy and it rejected him. He had perhaps dodged a bullet.
"Tsuna?" He slides next to the man and his fingertips lightly stroke against the back of Tsuna's neck. It's more than just a simple fond touch. It's the caress of a concerned lover. Then because he's unsure and he has seen the inside of the Sky Ring, he whispers, "Giotto? If you want me in bed with you, I'll go. But you know that there's business I can only do in the dead of the night." He's worried though. He's worried he's wrong. But even more concerned that he's right.
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He's trying to work out why Tsuna kept calling him the wrong name. He had touched the ring once. Worn it one time. He had seen what was inside. He had only touched it briefly before the Ring and 7 of the 8 within declared him unworthy and it rejected him. He had perhaps dodged a bullet.
"Tsuna?" He slides next to the man and his fingertips lightly stroke against the back of Tsuna's neck. It's more than just a simple fond touch. It's the caress of a concerned lover. Then because he's unsure and he has seen the inside of the Sky Ring, he whispers, "Giotto? If you want me in bed with you, I'll go. But you know that there's business I can only do in the dead of the night." He's worried though. He's worried he's wrong. But even more concerned that he's right.