[Giorno would be totally baffled at the idea that Fugo is even remotely unsatisfied with his clothing-removal performance. This is hypocritical, probably, in its way, because of course Giorno hyper-analyzes everything he does, but Fugo is--perfect. Effortlessly. Even if Giorno knows that this isn't meant to be flirtatious, it feels like flirting anyway, Fugo being so stern and exasperated with him. It's sweet, in a backwards way. He likes it. He's entirely happy.]
[His lip stays caught between his teeth as Fugo deals with his button, then the zipper, even though it makes him feel very--shivery and overwhelmed. Hit with a burst of nerves in the next moment, too, even though that's stupid, but his eyes meet Fugo's and for just a second he doubts himself.]
[But. There's an easy solution, of course. He leans in and steals a kiss, which is so familiar and sweet and safe that it washes all of that away. This is exactly where he wants to be. There was never anything to worry about.]
Okay, Fugetto. [He allows himself the indulgence of brushing his fingers through the hair at the nape of Fugo's neck, then--does, shifts his weight so Fugo has leeway to complete the pants agenda. It's sort of funny. Another example of Fugo being even more overwhelming in reality than in his imagination.]
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[His lip stays caught between his teeth as Fugo deals with his button, then the zipper, even though it makes him feel very--shivery and overwhelmed. Hit with a burst of nerves in the next moment, too, even though that's stupid, but his eyes meet Fugo's and for just a second he doubts himself.]
[But. There's an easy solution, of course. He leans in and steals a kiss, which is so familiar and sweet and safe that it washes all of that away. This is exactly where he wants to be. There was never anything to worry about.]
Okay, Fugetto. [He allows himself the indulgence of brushing his fingers through the hair at the nape of Fugo's neck, then--does, shifts his weight so Fugo has leeway to complete the pants agenda. It's sort of funny. Another example of Fugo being even more overwhelming in reality than in his imagination.]