This is my first story here so I’m sorry , , , it might be bad .
I’m aspiring to be a writer / advance my writing more . I am willing for some tips if anyone wants to give any or even if you want to say anything , I will definitely take it !
Ever since that day , he’s always been full of apathy . Very few things interested him or gave him joy in this world . Though one person in general gave him joy when they were around . Bruno Buccellati . He loved everything about him ; his soft black hair , beautiful blue eyes that shined when he was excited about something , he just found everything about him perfect .
On some days he felt like Buccellati was the only one who accepted him . Sure , Abbacchio was usually rude to the other gang members or simply told them off most of the time . To him they were . . . annoying . Certain days he could tolerate them , others he could not . Buccellati knew about his past and what he had gone through , he helped to pull him out of the darkest time in his life , however he still suffered with the regret of what he could have prevented .
So there he was , having a more rough time today than usual . He sat on the floor in his bedroom taking swigs out of bottles of alcohol , ranging from wine to straight vodka . If he drank any more he for sure would end up even more shit-faced . A knock sounded through his room . At first he didn’t answer , he could barely think straight never mind trying to stand to get to the door . Then another knock . Now he knew it actually happened .
The silver haired male let out a groan of annoyance , standing up to walk to the door . He pulled it open slightly to reveal a rather worried Bruno . It was obvious . The way his eyebrows furrowed and his usual bright smile was a frown . Words weren’t exchanged and he knew that Bruno was aware of what was happening and how disappointed he was . Leone has told him he stopped drinking and was getting over it when in fact he wasn’t , if anything he was getting worse .
“ Abbacchio . . . ” Bruno spoke in a quiet tone , not wanting to immediately jump into it .
“ I don’t want to hear it , ” was all Leone said in a reply , his eyes looked everywhere but at the man in front of him knowing damn well that the pained look in the other’s eyes would send him over the edge . No way in hell would he let him see him cry . He looked up to Bruno in many ways , secretly wishing he could be like him . So polite to everyone , always willing to help people , never wanting to hurt anyone , and being one of the most trustworthy people that he knows .
Buccellati sighed , placing a hand on his shoulder , “ Leone . ”
He flinched , not only at the sudden touch but also that he used his first name . That always meant he was in for some sort of scolding or something . Looking at the ground he closed his eyes , holding back the tears threatening to spill .
Bruno took manners into his own hands by pushing the door open himself . The sight pained him . Liquor bottles littered all over the floor , small stains on the floor where he spilled some , stuff broken and knocked over from his drunken states . To say that Abbacchio is embarrassed was an understatement . He tried to prevent this . He didn’t want to worry him with his problems when he has his own .
Buccellati closed the door behind them for privacy and led the other towards his own bed so they could talk .
“ Do you want to talk ? ” The ravenette asked , rubbing small circles on Abbacchio’s back in an attempt to comfort him and ease him .
There was a moment of hesitation . Debating on whether or not to speak , after a moment he did .
“ I don’t know how to word this properly . I don’t want to seem full of myself or anything of the such . My mental state lately . . . I just think I’m getting worse . I can’t stop replaying that day in my head and I don’t know why . ”
Bruno nodded along , sometimes giving the occasional ‘ hm ‘ in response so he knows that he is still listening , all the while still rubbing circles in the small of his back .
“ I shouldn’t have lied to you . I felt like shit when I did but I didn’t want to worry you but I’m sure that now you probably are . I just didn’t want to worry you with my issues when you have your own . ”
“ Leone , you know that I would help you and support you to the very end . I have told you many times that I would always be there for comfort when you need it , did I not ? ”
“ I will help you . I promise I will , ” he said while holding his hand over his heart in a vow , “ I will never leave your side . This will be a struggle but I want you to get better . I don’t want you to struggle through this on your own , I will be right there behind you to support you . I’ll be your shoulder to cry on and whatever else that you may need . Will you accept my support ? ”
“ . . . Yes , of course I will , ” Leone said with a sob . He couldn’t hold back the tears anymore and just let them out .
Being the comforting person that Bruno is , he took the silver haired male into his arms for a full embrace . He didn’t care about the tears that may get on his clothes . He didn’t care about the makeup stains that may get on his clothes . The only thing he cared about was the person in front of him . The person he cared about more than anyone . The one who desperately needed his comfort and trust .
The crying only upset Abbacchio’s stomach , quickly , he stood up and ran to the bathroom that was connected to his room , letting everything that was once in his stomach out in the toilet . Of course Buccellati wasn’t that far behind . He stood behind him holding his hair back , lucky for him he had a hair elastic around his wrist which he used to tie the silver hair into a ponytail .
“ I’ll be right back amore , ” was what he quietly said to the other still lingering over the toilet . He walked towards the other’s closet and grabbing one of his old band shirts , specifically a Moody Blues shirt , and grabbing a pair of shorts . He heard the sounds coming from the bathroom and he wished he could do more for him . Once he returned to the bathroom he handed the other the clothes .
“ Here , you should change into something more light and comfortable , ” his tone was soft , not his normal hard tone he used when they were on missions or talking in a serious matter , “ I’ll go get you some water and pills to help with your headache that I’m sure you have or will have . ”
Abbacchio gave him a nod , fearing that if he opened his mouth that he would vomit once again .
Bruno hurried around the place as quickly , and quietly , as he could without waking the others . It took only a few minutes for him to go to the kitchen and grab a glass of water and back to the bathroom for pills to reduce pain and vomiting . Making his way back to Abbbacchio’s room .
Slowly he opened the door to his room and went back to the bathroom where Leone stayed over the toilet , still in his other clothes .
“ I have your water and pills . Do you want help changing ? ”
“ N - No . I’m fine , ” he stood up from the toilet and almost fell back down from standing up to fast . Bruno helped support him by grabbing his waist in case he did fall .
He couldn’t refuse now so he just nodded . Bruno’s fingers made their way up to undo the strings on Leone’s top , allowing it to pool around him on the floor . He handed the other his shirt he picked out , “ I just grabbed something that looked comfortable . I – I’ll uh . . . let you change your pants , ” he looked away and held a hand over his mouth . He felt the heat rise to his cheeks and left the bathroom , moving to sit on the edge of his bed .
A few minutes later Leone came out from the bathroom taking his pills . He saw Bruno on his bed asleep . Letting out a chuckle he carefully picked up Bruno for a moment so he could move the blankets over him . A smile appeared on his black stained lips .
He was about to open the door to his room and move to lay on the couch when he felt Bruno grab his wrist and pull him onto the bed . The action made Abbacchio feel sick , even more then he already does , for a second . Next a pair of arms wrapped around his body and Bruno’s face found its way to Leone’s chest , burying his face . The short haired male mumbled something that the silver haired male was unable to hear .
“ I . . . I love you . . . ” once again , heat rose to his face . Leone felt it through the fabric of his shirt , the sudden change of slight warmth to more warmth . At first he didn’t know what to say , of course it was like a dream come true . He loved Bruno . He has for a while .
“ I love you too . ” Abbacchio replied , now wrapping his arms around the other and placing a kiss to the top of his head . He noticed that he still had the barrettes in his hair . Naturally he took them out , care to not pull his hair . Letting out a satisfied hum , he twirled the soft black hair around his finger , closing his eyes . Bruno was fast asleep already . Leone laid there , playing with his hair until he fell asleep himself .
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