[Over all this time, Fugo has gotten better at reading Giorno's intent; he has a much better grasp on when Giorno is actually teasing him and when Giorni is ... just trying to describe the enormity of his feelings.
Which doesn't make the phrase actually irresistible any less than totally overwhelming. Because it is. If Giorno didn't have such a firm grip on him, he would just fold up in on himself in his fluster.]
Well... that's it. [Because he has nowhere else to hide, really, Fugo tightly closes his eyes. His heart is running a hundred miles a minute and his chest is full of butterflies.] For practice. I won't be able to think about anything but--
[There's no point in finishing that sentence. Giorno knows what he means, so why bother to take the time to say it when they could be kissing again? Fugo closes the gap again, clumsy and embarrassed and without any clever words to back hi up. He's absolutely ruined. Piano just isn't going to happen today.]
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[Over all this time, Fugo has gotten better at reading Giorno's intent; he has a much better grasp on when Giorno is actually teasing him and when Giorni is ... just trying to describe the enormity of his feelings.
Which doesn't make the phrase actually irresistible any less than totally overwhelming. Because it is. If Giorno didn't have such a firm grip on him, he would just fold up in on himself in his fluster.]
Well... that's it. [Because he has nowhere else to hide, really, Fugo tightly closes his eyes. His heart is running a hundred miles a minute and his chest is full of butterflies.] For practice. I won't be able to think about anything but--
[There's no point in finishing that sentence. Giorno knows what he means, so why bother to take the time to say it when they could be kissing again? Fugo closes the gap again, clumsy and embarrassed and without any clever words to back hi up. He's absolutely ruined. Piano just isn't going to happen today.]