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[shockingly-tito]

Back 2 Good || GRITTO

There was some sort of... excitement and nervousness in Tito as he grabbed his jacket and shrugged it on. He hadn’t expected Greg to tell him to come or even respond to his texts. Their conversations had been sparse and it had discouraged the electrician, truly. The silence and shut out only served to make Tito think that the other boy wanted nothing to do with him. A thought that stung more than anything else.

But Greg had said see you soon and it made Tito’s mood brighten considerably. He was going to get to see the boy that made his emotions go crazy and gave him weird ass butterflies. Maybe get to the bottom of everything that had been going on recently. Like why he’d disappeared for all that time, why he hadn’t talked to him, and why everything seemed a bit more strained than it had before.

Of course none of that mattered when he got to Greg’s shop. All he could think about was seeing the other man, seeing the red tint his cheeks with any compliment and hearing that cute stutter when he caught him off guard. He pushed the door open and was greeted with barking. “Ayye, lil baddie? Yous here?”

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Sneaking In || GRITTO

Tito had woken with a start, his eyes flying open as his heart pounded against his chest. Frantically looking around he saw that he was in his room, everything was just how he’d left it when he’d fallen asleep the night before. He was even in the same blue boxers he’d fallen asleep in. Absolutely everything was as it should have been. But it still felt wrong. Felt... off.

Was he going to step out of his bedroom and be back in that strange world? Was he going to have to watch more people kill just for a chance to live? Was Dodger going to be in the next room? 

Panic settled in his bones and the all familiar spark surged beneath his skin. He needed to get out. Before someone came to check on him, before he hurt someone.

Quickly scribbling a note for Einstein and the others, Tito put on some sweats and a shirt and slipped out the window. He just needed time. To come down from whatever happened in that dream, from whatever was happening from him. His magic crackled and popped as he ran from roof to roof. There was no real destination in mind. He just... needed to get out of his head.

Eventually his steps took him to a familiar house. He stared up at where he knew Greg’s window was and contemplated what to do for a long moment. It wasn’t uncommon for him to sneak in that window on nights when he was restless. Nights like tonight when sleeping wasn’t anywhere close on his mind. But he knew what had happened to Greg in that dream. That he’d died during one of the games. Was that why he wasn’t in this one? Or was he elsewhere in it? Somewhere where Tito wouldn’t have known him?

Finally deciding on a course of action, he climbed up the trellis by Greg’s room and slipped through the unlocked window with ease. As he expected, Greg was sleeping and looked unbothered by any nightmares or strange dreams. He looked peaceful, even. It was only a few more seconds before he moved to what he considered his side of the bed and slipped in. Easily he curled against Greg, face pressing tightly into his neck as he tried to hold back the tears that had been threatening to fall.

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[shockingly-tito]

Let’s Get Together || GRITTO

Tito: aayyyy lil baddie

Tito: Question

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Reaching Out || GRITTO

Tito: hey

Tito: u see that gossip thing?

Tito: cute aint?

Tito: like us duh

[shockingly-tito]

How to Save  a Life || GRITTO

Tito was exhausted. His body felt like lead and he wanted nothing more than to stay home and sleep for a few hours. But he was worried about Greg and he wanted to make sure he wasn’t there alone. It didn’t matter that his parents were probably there and taking care of him. The last time Tito had seen him he’d been whisked away by a horde of nurses and doctors. It didn’t leave a very good picture in his mind.

So he’d walked to the hospital. Tired limbs dragged him to the large looming building as he huffed just a bit. 

Things had calmed a good bit as he walked through the doors and looked around. It looked like just a regular hospital now. People were in the waiting room doing various things to keep themselves occupied and nurses moved through with other patients. Better than a few hours earlier when everything was absolutely insane and all over the place.

Getting directions to Greg’s room, Tito made his way. Only to wait nervously outside. He didn’t know what he was going to be seeing. Of course he’d seen Dodger banged up before. It was a somewhat constant when they lived in New York. They were assholes who didn’t enjoy taking shit from the Sykes. And the Sykes enjoyed causing pain. But this was different. Greg was... Greg was good and he was wholesome and kind and definitely didn’t deserve to get stabbed. Nor did he deserve a stay in the hospital. 

Stalling a few more moments he knocked on the door. Hopefully he wasn’t waking him up. Hopefully Greg would want to see him.

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One Fish, Two Fish || GRITTO

Finally, finally it was Saturday. The day of his first date with one Greg Eeyore. Tito wasn’t nervous. Not at all. In fact he was the opposite of nervous. He was excited and a little all over the place as he zoomed around the small house making sure he had everything he needed. Tiny was fast on his heels, watching the whole spectacle with a look of confusion only he was capable of. Even Fagin and Einstein watched in amusement as their adopted son frantically tried to gather belongings that had long since been scattered around haphazardly.

But by the time Ruff to Fluff opened Tito was there wearing the warmest clothing he owned at the moment. After all, he’d told Greg he’d help him get whatever done that he needed to do so they could get started for the aquarium sooner. 

He’d only been waiting for this to happen since he’d first asked Greg out on twitter. Could you blame him for being excited and eager?

Shoving his hands into his pockets, he grinned when he caught sight of Greg walking up to the shop. “Ayyy, lil baddie. What yous need me t’do? I’m here t’serve.”

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A Well Intentioned Idiot || Tito&Greg

Tito wanted a dog.

No, he didn't want a dog.... he needed a dog.

Which was sort of hilarious considering he had never had a dog or knew the first thing about caring for one. But Lottie had disappeared and Dodger was busy with Peri and Tito was lonely.

So he needed a dog.

It was this intense need that urged him towards Ruff to Fluff. Did they actually have dogs to adopt? Tito had no clue honestly. This need was a hare brained plan that arose from his usual quiet high time. It was barely thought through, absolutely no real thought had gone into it. Really all the obnoxiously high New Yorker knew about the place was that Rita let the owner take care of her own brood of dogs. And if Rita could handle three dogs with a shithead husband, the kid, and a new kid then he could definitely handle it.

Probably.... Maybe.... Not at all.

The little bell on the door jingled and Tito giggled as he was hit with that inexplicable smell of dog and the sound of them all barking in greeting.

“I wanna buy a dog.”

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