If Giotto could see him now, he’d never hear the end of it. In fact, none of the Vongola save Daemon could have truly testified that Alaude even had skin anywhere but his face and hands, so to see him so… bare would have been the only thing any of them talked about for the next year. But they weren’t here, and desperate times called for desperate measures.
The summer sun had beat him into submission, and he took his loss with some shame at the local pool. Crowded, loud, but a fine mist in the air combined with his.. pool attire provided some relief from the heat, and the area was large enough to try to avoid some of the worst concentrations of people. He was no expert on relaxing, however, and the hubbub made it near impossible anyway, so the sound of shouted warning earned his full attention, along with the subsequent floundering of the one warned.
In Alaude’s defense, lifeguards as a concept were invented long after his death, and his first instinct in seeing someone in trouble was to help, immediately diving into the chilled waters to reach the incapacitated man. Alaude’s hands found the back of his head and hooked lightly under his knees; were it not for the buoyancy of the water, he’d have been carrying him, but Alaude was reminded of saving a bird that had fallen from its nest. Birds required firm, certain hands to keep them from panicking when held. People… probably the same.
“Are you alright?” He leaned in closer, eyeing the man closely for signs of further duress. “Can you breathe?”
Fortunate for them both perhaps, Zan’s wooziness seems not extend past the initial bewilderment of being slammed in the face with a synthetic rubber ball, though the afflicted area now throbs down the side of his head in dull waves. Instinctively, he lifts both arms and laces them loosely around his rescuer’s bare shoulders, curling himself against their frame for extra security.
❛ Yes I can, not to worry! ❜
The singer tries to appease in between quietly hacking up mouthfuls of water flooding inside his windpipe, and feeling all the better for it after.
❛ Well now, this is all rather embarrassing! ❜
His abashment mirrors itself in cherry red cheeks, truly, he’d had no business ambling blindly around a swamped pool and inconveniencing this stranger’s afternoon in such a manner! Not wanting to prolong that inconvenience any longer than necessary, Zan gathers his bearings and takes a long, calming breath to dispel some of the lingering dizzy spells still ailing him.
❛ But I think I’ll be ok to stand now, so you may put me down if you’d like. ❜
He says, without letting go.
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