Based on this glorious chain
Leonardo knows that sigh and what causes it better than anyone because he sighed exactly the same way, at the same time as he and Desmond watched Ezio wipe his forehead with his shirt as his stomach deliciously got bared for their eyes.
He was stacking and moving some crates around for him in the studio.
Leonardo whipped his head to the side and almost gave himself a cramp from it, his eyes wide he stared at Desmond more intensely than he would have wanted.
There was no way but maybe just maybe… he also? There was no other reason for that sigh, there was no naked lady painting hanging behind Ezio and did he mention he JUST knows that sigh… His eyes darted to Ezio then back to Desmond.
but what if he was wrong…
That look too, he looks at Ezio exactly the same way he does. He just had to be… like him.
Leonardo did not know how he would bring it up, does he even bring it up? Again what if he was wrong, then De-
“God damn, Id lick the sweat off of that man…”
Leonardo’s mind went fully silent for the first time.
Leo had to stop himself from almost screaming from the shock, his eyes even wider he stared at Desmond who just slowly turned his head to him with a smile Leonardo recognized that was a copy of Ezio’s shit-eating grin when he talked about “the ladies”.
Well, that clears it… He coughed to clear his throat mostly and blushing he looked to the side. “I-” he chose just to nod. If he tried to speak right now he fears his voice would crack from how his brain is coming to a full stop. He heard Desmond chuckle “Ugh maybe we should just stop the torture and ask him to take his shirt off so we can actually watch…”
That got an actual yelp from him which made Ezio turn at them.
“What are you two girls gossiping about?”
“First, that's sexist. Second, I was just saying that you should take that sh-”
Leonardo’s hand clapped on Desmond's mouth with a loud slap “HE WAS-” Cough “He was just saying that you should take that STUFF off the crate, the one with the blanket draped over!? T-that one… He thinks he spotted something with… his vision… yea that's it”
He could see Desmond roll his eyes from the corner of his eyes. Ezio knew about Leonardo and was okay with it BUT it didn’t mean the man wouldn’t take offence to being looked at like that!
Desmond ripped his hand away, too easily and just chuckled as Ezio looked at them both with a brow raised.
“Sure… yes, I did can you please go over and look it's like behind the 2nd row?please?”
Ezio huffed, “I just stacked those ones into a pile!”
“Only because you added the pretty.”
Desmond hummed in thanks as Ezio went over the stack and squatted “Which one again?” “The one behind that you have to reach over”
“Things I do for you both…”
Leonardo watched as Ezio got on his knees and used the first row of crates for support as he dug into the parchment and god knows what-filled box with his back to them.
…aaand Desmond sighed again, really how did Leonardo never realize how much Desmond stared “that” way before this. But he was indeed staring at a good “view” of Ezio bending over those crates which gave him a false sense of security that Desmond was satisfied.
“What am I looking for here?”
Desmond didn't hesitate in his response “Oh for nothing I just wanted to stare at your ass a bit, looks great”
“DESMOND! YOU CAN’T JUST!”
Leonardo's hands slammed on the table as he whipped his head, he was up from the chair without realizing it, horrified “E-Ezio so sorry a-”
Ezio’s deep chuckle which quickly turned into a belly laugh stopped Leonardo’s terrified rant. He got off from his position and turned on his knees, getting up.
Ezio took a look at Leonardo's face.
“Oh for fucks sake Desmond you are going to give Leonardo a heart attack”
He smiled at Leonardo as his chuckles died down “The stuff I have to stop him from saying out loud everywhere, Mio Amicò… you would think of me as Saint Maria next to this one”
Leonardo was gaping at them like fish out of water.
“I only speak the truth we all think about and don't be too humble with yourself I know you’ve got a napkin to wipe your sweat…”
“Yeah but then how else would you girls will stay entertained.”
What was going on… Leonardo could not speak, he felt like his brain was melting…
“I think he is shortcircuiting.”
“What does that mean?” “Don't worry about it”
Desmond whistled and snapped his fingers at his face several times, “Yep, we broke him. Did you not tell him abo- oh shit wait you really didn't tell him that swing both ways?! I thought animus just didn’t show me or something I mean it's not like you didn't also bed men-”
Desmond WAS trying to give him a heart attack after all
“You WHAT?!” “ah that got him back.”
Now it was Ezio trying to zip Desmond's mouth.
“You have slept with men before!?” and there was the voice crack he was afraid of, he shrieked more than he talked.
“Well, I was going to If I ever got serious with…” Ezio averted his eyes with a playful smile that didn't hide his blush “Someone special…”
“Wooow I am not special to you?” Desmond quipped back with a teasing tone.
“I mean BEFORE and then… I didn't have the right time…”
Oh…Oooh he got it he suddenly got it…“You two…really?” the look on Ezio's sheepish smile was telling enough “I was going to tell I swear Leo…”
And he could not stop a chuckle that escaped him “Really!? really, Ezio out of all people becomes a sadomite and the man you pick oh so HAPPENS to be a look-alike of you? A prime subject of the Narcissus complex right here!” He wagged his finger teasingly.
the situation now was just funny, the panic had died down...
Leo dreaded what Desmond was going to say.
“... Don't worry Ezio, with how Leo has been looking at us both...There should be a complex for that too right?"
This was a losing battle for Leonardo yet he found himself not caring as sat back down next to Desmond... "Tell me how..." He pointed to Desmond to Ezio "This happend then?"
"Ascolta, è una storia lunga,"
Leonardo pointed at the seat in front of him...