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Forgot to post it here 😋

Merry Christmas to you all!!! Have a wonderful holiday ❤️💛💚

For @weepingstar‘s Spamano Vacation in Sicily story part two: His Image like the stars

Through the apartment lies a door to a balcony and a pair of chairs and table. Lovino pulls out another bottle of wine from their groceries and retrieves two glasses. They’re both swimming in wine when they hear the bells of several churches tolling midnight, and love comes quick and easy to Antonio, only more so when he’s soaked in wine and happy, happy that he can be here with his love, that everything he did must have had some sort of purpose, that it wasn’t all for nothing. Antonio, slurring a little, presses a palm to his chest and then takes up Lovino’s hand, ‘I’m-’ he halts, words caught in a lump in his throat, eyes blurring. Lovino makes a fussy noise, budging closer to him, chair against his thigh, hands clasping Antonio’s.

‘I’m so lucky, to be here, with you, Lovino,’ says Antonio, words clumsy, falling from his mouth.