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*t-poses excitedly*
((Did someone say it’s pet time?))
((Time for the baby who likes cleaning my face !!))
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Caesar slowly moves to reach his arms out to hold Joseph. He lets out a frustrated noise, arms sore. He strains a bit to hug him, allowing his lips to kiss Joseph’e head.
“Oh, bello.” He murmurs softly, kissing gently. He closes his eyes and tears begin to fall down his cheeks. He can’t handle himself when Joseph starts to cry. “I don’t want you to get hurt... has something been going on since I’ve been... out?” He moves his head up slowly to look at Joseph.
“H-how? You’re so much stronger than I could imagine. I would be so scared without you, especially for four years.” His eyebrows furrow as he moves his hands slowly to touch Joseph’s face.
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TIME FOR BORTH!
And today is the actual caesar borf which I totally didn’t forget ehehe
TIME FOR BORTH!
"Y...you're awake?" He's trying to keep tears out of his eyes. Caesar's awake. It's been four years, and Caesar's awake. Of course, he came here right away when he heard the news. But Joseph has to be strong. Has to show off that he won't let anyone down ever again. He needs Caesar to see him as good enough.
Caesar blinks slowly looking up at Joseph. He moves his hands slowly, a soft groan escaping his lips. He cups Joseph’s cheek and strokes it.
“Do I look alright? I feel like shit… I don’t… I don’t feel my back.” He murmurs, his eyes squinting up, “Wh-what am I doing?? Did we do it? Did we win? When did you change into such rough clothing?”
Caesar touches Joseph’s ear, looking at the sunflower shaped earring. “I do like this however…”
Joseph starts crying. Full-on bawling, sniffling and wailing like he hasn’t let himself do in four years. Caesar’s awake and touching his face, and this is the best day he’s had in a long time. God, he’s so happy.
“Yeah. We won. My husbands are dead. And you…look like shit. Trust me, you look like shit. But you look like shit who woke up, so that’s better than how you’ve been in a coma. I consider it an upgrade!” He smiles. It feels awkward spreading across his face, he hasn’t smiled in so long, his English comes out with his natural New York accent instead of the London one he affects to get taken seriously.
Then Joseph registers the comment about his clothes. Oh. Right. Caesar’s only ever seen him in his crop tops. “I don’t want my abdomen stabbed in a fight!”
“Oh, tesoro” Caesar’s face falls when Joseph starts sobbing, his heart breaking. As much as he feels like shit, he would do almost anything just to hop around and hug the living daylights out of Joseph.
“G-good, those bastards deserved it.” He weakly smiles up at Joseph, his eyes squint as he pats his friend’s cheek, something feels off, “C-coma? Wait wait wait... how long in a coma??” His eyes widen as he tries to push himself up. It sends a sharp pain and he whimpers softly.
“W-who is stabbing you?”
"Y...you're awake?" He's trying to keep tears out of his eyes. Caesar's awake. It's been four years, and Caesar's awake. Of course, he came here right away when he heard the news. But Joseph has to be strong. Has to show off that he won't let anyone down ever again. He needs Caesar to see him as good enough.
Caesar blinks slowly looking up at Joseph. He moves his hands slowly, a soft groan escaping his lips. He cups Joseph’s cheek and strokes it.
“Do I look alright? I feel like shit... I don’t... I don’t feel my back.” He murmurs, his eyes squinting up, “Wh-what am I doing?? Did we do it? Did we win? When did you change into such rough clothing?”
Caesar touches Joseph’s ear, looking at the sunflower shaped earring. “I do like this however...”
they’re dummies, I hate them 🥺
tag yourself i’m the entire “good” row (my queue tag is “something for queue” derived from “something for you” which means exactly Nothing)
Battle Tendency headshots because I think these characters are neat. :)
Benvenuto! My name is Caesar Anthonio Zeppeli, and I’m here to answer any questions you have,
I’m sure a lot of you are friends with Jojo, it’ll be a pleasure meeting you.
Wereseph 🥺
i was working on this caejose the other night, so youre in luck
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