Luci
June 16th
”No promises idiot sandwich.” He gasped in mock offence, a hand flying to his heart. ”Pasta is a sensitive topic, don’t disrespect it mister.” Luciano chuckled slightly, betraying his previous expression of supposed offence. “I’m not the chef, it’s not even up to me. But yes, I will respect the gods of pasta and not disrespect.”
yes Luciano is awake in hospital okay literally cannot be bothered to put together a transition sentence anyways. "Don’t move so much you’re hurt.” Gio whispered to him as Lui winced from the pain of adjusting his position on the hospital bed. “I’m fine,” he murmured easily, bringing a light smile to his lips to demonstrate that he really was fine. ”I wouldn’t just leave you to die, it wasn’t even an option.” His head rose slowly with the words, looking to Gio with a warm expression. He didn’t even know what to say to that—what words could express the gratitude and affection he felt towards him? “So you risked your life for me? I… wow, thank you,” he said softly. “And I’m glad you’re okay despite playing superman,” he added, his smile lilting up into a teasing grin.
”Luc… I remember… everything.” He inhaled sharply, his eyes flicking immediately to Gio’s. By ‘everything,’ did he mean, well, everything? “You… you do?” He asked, his voice a hopeful whisper. This was big news, and certainly something he hadn’t expected to hear. After all these months he’d thought… well, he’d thought that Gio wouldn’t ever get the memories of their relationship back. “You remember everything?” He echoed, his gaze not falling from Gio’s.
Maybe it was premature, but he was already beginning to imagine what the future could hold. The scales would be balanced, for both he and his sister. Neither of them would have reason to feel as if they cared so much for the guy who barely knew the two of them… now, at least he could remember the time he spent with both of them, could remember the experiences they’d gone through that had shaped the both of them. It just looked to him that maybe there were only good things ahead.
But, as we all know, appearances can be deceiving.
Back to le present which is June 25th oui
It may have appeared that there were only good things ahead, but obviously that was not so, as Aline’s death had totally shattered such an illusion. Left behind were the people trying to pick up the fragments of the wreckage a loss like that had put on her family and her friends. The people who just try to get through this one day, and then the next, as looking too far into the future feels painful. How dare they get to experience life, the joys and the downs, when Aline couldn’t even graduate?
It was hard for Lui especially, but he also recognized that it wasn’t only him who had lost.
"You really didn’t have to, but thanks, it means a lot.” A light smile danced over his lips, simply because this was really the tip of the iceberg in regards to his presents for Gio. Aline may have died before she could give him the birthday of his dreams, but she had started planning for it much before the two of them had even known they would be going to Listaria to attend a royal wedding. Lui, of course, was privy to her frantic planning, which was especially useful now that she couldn’t play them out herself. His thoughts were very apathetic, but it was the only way he was going to be able to get through this day without breaking into tears so that was how it was going to have to be. The absolute last thing he wanted was to make Gio’s day all about him and his grief.
Gio pressed a soft and brief kiss against his lips before saying, "Can’t say no to pasta from a handsome guy can I?” A soft laugh escaped his lips, and he looked down momentarily. “I hope not, otherwise my whole trip was kind of pointless,” he said dryly, raising an eyebrow at him.
"Are you… going to the party?” The question was inevitable, but he had still been hoping that it wouldn’t be asked. Whether he wanted to go to the party was a complicated matter in itself, but it was true that he didn’t want to go home and stare at a wall instead. He was quiet for a few moments but then he looked up at Gio and lifted his shoulders in a shrug. “If you want to go, I’ll go with you,” he said, his gaze following the other kids who were walking to their cars. “It’s probably a big event and I’d get it if you didn’t want to miss it. And maybe,” he turned back to Gio, a wide smile beginning to stretch across his face, “you can use the ride over as a test drive for the new car Aline and I got for your birthday.” His eyes sparkled, and then he was pulling a distinct key chain from his pocket, tossing it in Gio’s direction.
“And listen, I know you don’t like your birthday, and you probably hate it more now with…” He trailed off, clearing his throat. “Yeah. But Aline really wanted to go all out, hence the new car, since you wrecked the old one in that crash. So even though she’s… gone…” Very determined not to break down, he took a steadying breath. “… I think you deserve this one last gift from her.”
@CerealKiller yes needed to give gift even seven days late bye