HE HAD NO A DAMN CLUE WHAT HE WAS SAYING . dulce meant something nice , he thinks .ย still, there was no dictionary needed to translate the sugar off these words .ย it was as iridescent as a fine jewel against a westward facing land. as shimmeringย as the clad smile thatย came trademarked with joseph
HIS HEAD FACED THE MAN. as pretty as a peacockย and just as pompous .ย
โย ย i donโt know what youโre saying,ย ย caeย ย ,ย but keep going .ย ย โ
THERE WAS A CHUCKLE THAT FORMS INTO a amused whistle.ย his height leaning forward toย peck his nose. and again ,ย only more wistfully.
โย ย why not treat me like one of those girls you loved romancing huh ?ย iโll even bat my eyelashes for youย ย ,ย ย caeeee-sar !ย ย โ
a soft laugh tickles the joestars cheek, eyelids fluttering shut. idiot. fool. an absolute buffoon.
caesar smirks, RETALIATINGย with yet another kiss,ย just shy of josephs lips.ย โ oh, jojo. . . โ
a rare moment, playing along with the boys flirtings which grew intimate ( to his pleasure ). true casanova in nature, he nestled his lips against the lobe of his ear, chuckling.
โ my handsome jojo, all you had to do was ask, โ he spoke right to his year, voice low and honeyed. a hand raises to caress that PERFECT jawline, oh, he was sculpted by michelangelo himself !
ย โ have i bewitched your heart and soul, my sweet ? โ the italian ever so tenderly turns the boys head until they were eye to eye, glimmering emeralds of his eyes half lidded, hazy.
oh, how he adored him,ย like how ICARUSย adored the SUN.
โ ย โโโ for its so apparent, how hard ive fallen for YOU. โ oh, he will be the death of him.