Luciano Ribeiro
The day they spent together was perfect in Lui’s eyes. It was everything he wanted it to be, and he relished the simple pleasures he had of cuddling with Gio or even just getting to enjoy a movie with him in the comfort of his home like normal couples do. It was a lovely afternoon, and even when he got home, his bubble wasn’t burst. For whatever reason, his mami didn’t mention his absence from school and he got to spend the rest of the evening with a happy little glow, his mind dancing with memories of Gio.
It was nearly a week later, the 20th. Prom night and also his birthday night. His two youngest sisters woke him up by bouncing on his bed, and from there it had been the start of a nice birthday. Unlike Aline, he never really wanted anything particularly lavish, so they went out to a small breakfast diner instead of getting reservations at a fancy restaurant. He didn’t see the point of having friends over since prom would be later that night, so he mostly spent the day with his family, which was fine by him. His birthday was one of the few things he didn’t share with Aline, ironically enough, and so he usually took full advantage of the fact that he could do what he wanted to do on that day.
The time passed quicker than he ever would have thought, and soon it was almost time to leave for prom. Luciano stood in front of the full-length mirror in his room, adjusting the fit of his suit and making sure all the seams aligned. He still had to tie on the navy blue tie he had bought, but he was exceptionally bad at doing that. Luckily for him, his mami knocked briefly on the door before coming in and, seeing his predicament, walked over to help him tie the tie.
She was much shorter than him, reaching 5’3" in her bare feet, but even with the height discrepancies, she could make him or any giant feel much shorter than they were if she wanted to. She wore a black tank and blue jeans, the still relatively small bump from her stomach very visible in the tight clothing. His mami worked deftly with the tie, fastening it around Lui’s collar and then smoothing down his blazer. “Excited?” She asked him, her eyes appraising his outfit.
Luciano nodded, a genuine smile stretching across his face. “Yeah,” he replied. “I am.”
And this was true. The Blue Royalty text had come in earlier that day, and he had nearly balked from the absurdity of one of the tasks, but by now the shock had faded and he had decided that he wasn’t going to let Blue Royalty ruin the night of his life.
His mami moved to stand beside him, and the two of them regarded his appearance in the mirror. His suit and tie were crisp and sharp, and neither one could deny it; Luciano looked good. “Mi hijo,” she murmured, squeezing his shoulder. “Hermoso.” He smiled, leaning into the petite woman’s strong grip. She moved him into a hug, and murmured into his ear, “He’s going to love this.”
There was no mistaking her words, and even though she already knew that he was pan, it was still shocking for Luciano to hear that she knew that he was going to prom with a boy, when he had done so well to keep it a secret from her. His mami pulled back and regarded his expression with a laugh. “You really think you can keep this from me?” She raised her brows, amused. “Luciano, hijo, I know you. Also, Aline broke down when I threatened to take away her phone.”
That wasn’t entirely surprising, especially considering that he and Aline don’t normally keep secrets from their mami, but still, he expected more from his twin. “Mami, does—” He took a breath. “Does… Papi know?”
She shook her head and relief coursed through his veins. No matter how much he didn’t want their relationship to be secret, he did not want to be responsible for outing Gio when he wasn’t ready to come out yet. “Until he’s ready,” his mami added, miming zipping her lips, “no one else will know.” She grinned cheekily at him, nudging his shoulder. “Qu, buen partido te ligaste!” “He’s a good catch!” He chuckled slightly, heat colouring his cheeks, but nodded, letting out a sigh. “Yeah, he is.”
Just then, his youngest sister, Andressa, burst through the door that was slightly ajar, gasping as she saw him. “Lui!” He grinned, twirling for her. “Andy, do I look good?” She nodded fervently, walking over to him with her arms outstretched. “Mmhm!!” He picked her up, against his mami’s protests that she’d wrinkle the suit. Andressa grabbed hold of his neck, leaning against him.
“I wanna go with you and Ali,” she said, pouting. He booped her on the nose, laughing. “You’ll get your chance, chiquita. And don’t worry, Ali and I are gonna take lots of pictures so it’ll be like your there.” She yawned, and he raised an eyebrow. “You’re tired anyway, why aren’t you sleeping?” Her eyes fluttered close, but her grip on Luciano tightened. “Papi said I can stay up to see you and Ali.”
“Well you saw him and her,” his mami intervened, pulling her off of Luciano and into her arms. “So time for bed hija, hm?” His mami walked out of the room with Andressa, giving him a kiss before leaving. “Have a good time.”
After a long bout of pictures, he and Aline were tucked into their car, Luciano driving and Aline in the passenger’s seat. She was buzzing with happiness because Elske had randomly asked her to prom and so it turned out that she would have a date after all. Luciano’s prom night was much more uncertain (if Elske was going with Aline, was Gio going to go alone?), but he didn’t let it get him down. He would have a good time today.
He drove them to the venue, Aline gushing away. Her chatter filled the car and helped drown out any nervous thoughts that fluttered into his mind. He parked in front of the hall, and the twins walked in, Luciano clad in his navy blue suit and Aline rocking her [insert adjectives for dress because I still haven’t freaking decided yet 
] dress. “Woah… it’s beautiful,” she murmured to him and he nodded, taking in the extravagantly decorated hall they would be spending the night in.
The two of them spoke with each other for a while, the conversation helping to ease both of their minds before Aline eventually pointed out the boy in a beige and white suit outfit had just entered. Luciano turned his head slightly, and was immediately rendered breathless at the sight of him, looking so damn fine in the clothes he had chosen. Aline had gone silent beside him, but when he didn’t move, she hit his shoulder. “Qué estás haciendo? Go over to him!” He glanced at her, chewing on the inside of his lip. “But I don’t want to—”
She rolled her eyes, quirking an eyebrow. “Sí, lo sé, you don’t want to out him but I didn’t say go and confess your love for him and then make out with him on the dance floor,” —Luciano’s heartbeat quickened— “I just said go greet him.” Her expression turned softer and she gently turned him to look at her, patting his shoulder. “Hey. It’s your birthday Lui, almost officially too. Go have a good night with him, out or not.” He smiled slightly, pulling his sister in for a hug. “You too, Ali. Have fun with Elske. And happy birthday if I don’t see you at 12:14.” She grinned at him, laughing. “Thank you, now go!”
And he did, walking towards Gio casually, a small smile on his face. “Hey,” he said, taking in a breath and keeping a friendly distance from him. He subtly looked him up and down, his smile stretching. “You look… good, G. Really good.” The urge to kiss him was nearly overwhelming but he held himself back, promising himself that he’d get to later, when they weren’t in front of everyone. He smiled softly, placing his hands in his pockets. “I’m glad you came,” he added, genuinely happy.
@CerealKiller ree this is way too long bro I’m so sorry 
