forum Oh, It's You Again // O/O // Closed

Started June 13, 2019 by @bubblegum

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Scipio peered through his fingers for a moment. "Pensavo di averti detto di smettere?"

"What?" He asked, straightening his head to better see Scipio.

"I thought I told you to stop?"

"Oh. It's…I don't know. I can't help it."

Scipio sighed, hiding his face again.

"Sorry. It's…I didn't know you could…blush that much," Bridge told him, giggling a little - quite adorably, if I may add.

"…Smetti di essere carino." Scipio kept his eyes closed and covered his ears.

"You…you used that word again. Carino," He said, loud enough to hear through covered ears.

"Sì. I said stop." Scipio said quietly.

"Stop…stop being…cute?" He asked with a tilted head, blushing a little at the knowledge Scipio thought he was that cute. He certainly didn't think so.

Scipio stayed silent, his face quite red by now.

Bridge smiled a little more, eyes dancing around the room as he had no idea where to look.

(Of course. Sexual tension is running very very high XD)
Dave knocked on the cell door. "Scorpion. We need to tal- are you blushing?" Scipio sat up with a start. "N-No! Vaffanculo!" Dave smirked and came inside. "Never heard you stutter before. Or seen you blush." Scipio looked away, seeming pissed.

Bridge froze where he was, smile fading quickly as he brought his knees back up to his chest again. This couldn't end well for Dave nor Scipio.

"…Di cosa vuoi parlare?" "Well, I was going to talk to you about that trick you pulled earlier, but now I'd rather talk about this." Dave chuckled. "Non sono affari tuoi." "Well, seeing that I'm your guard, I'd say it is my business." "Vaffanculo o ti spezzo il collo." "Now now, Scorpion. It isn't nice to break people's necks."

Bridge found it rather surprising that Dave knew all this Italian, although he supposed he'd heard it a lot from Scipio. He almost seemed to shrink in size, watching the two argue.

"Vuoi seriamente combattere ancora? Ricorda come è finito per te prima, Dave." Dave sighed. "Fine. I'll go. Don't think I've forgotten this, though." He smirked and left, locking the door behind him.

Bridge eventually looked up, not taking his knees away from his chest quite yet. "What…what did he want?"

"He wanted to talk about the trick we pulled earlier, but he was more interested in why I was blushing. I told him to fuck off or I'd snap his neck." Scipio sat down and stared angrily at the wall.

"Oh." Bridge paused for a moment, pressing his lips together. He knew if he pet his hair, he would calm down, but he wasn't sure if he should.

"It's none of his business…" Scipio muttered, tapping his foot restlessly.

"I…I know it's not," Bridge replied quietly, looking over to him and reaching out hesitantly to touch his hair again.

"And he wonders why I hate him so much…"