[The touch was unexpected, sending a jolt of electricity through Faustino despite his best wishes, a reaction he couldn't ignore even if he wanted to. It was different than the normal head pats that Lancia had given him, like one would give to a child. This one felt more considering, on the verge of promising something different. Or perhaps that was his own wishful thinking, and the fact that his head seemed to be a strange erogenous zone for him.
He allowed the touch for only a few heartbeats before he shrugged it off with an amused smirk, sure his expression wouldn't give away the rapid beat of his heart. That soft look on Lancia's face was difficult to understand and read, and thus cruel. ]
Would you miss me that terribly if he did?
[It was said flippantly enough, used as a buffer to buy him more time to gain control of himself.]
He has nothing planned for me for the next couple of weeks.
[The Vongola visit was taxing, obviously, and Faustino had been sure they would call for him again in the upcoming weeks. He had kept his schedule as clear as he could for that purpose.]
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He allowed the touch for only a few heartbeats before he shrugged it off with an amused smirk, sure his expression wouldn't give away the rapid beat of his heart. That soft look on Lancia's face was difficult to understand and read, and thus cruel. ]
Would you miss me that terribly if he did?
[It was said flippantly enough, used as a buffer to buy him more time to gain control of himself.]
He has nothing planned for me for the next couple of weeks.
[The Vongola visit was taxing, obviously, and Faustino had been sure they would call for him again in the upcoming weeks. He had kept his schedule as clear as he could for that purpose.]