[At the sound of Giorno not just laughing but giggling-- giggling!-- at him, Fugo's set in a stubborn line and he turns to glance over Giorno a sharp, squinty, and incredibly unimpressed look. He's doing his best to look annoyed (which Fugo would very much argue that he is) but the look is somewhat spoiled by the fact that his ears and cheeks are still very red. He tugs at Giorno's hand, enough of this nonsense, be serious, and walks the two of them over to lunch.]
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