One time theyre hanging out with the shepherd gang and dally is talking to Tim about something and two-bit comes over and sorta just like puts his arm on dallys waist or something and the tuff greaser that dallas winston is MELTS into the touch
He mightve whimpered a bit okay? And tim just like keeled over and died laughing. Dallys just standing there flushed bright red but he makes no move to move two-bits hand and two-bit pulls him closer and kisses his forehead when no ones looking
This is a small sneak peek of the first chapter of a Giomis Lady and the Tramp au that @kuredoxx on twitter and I are collabing on. They will most likely be posting art for this fic on their twitter so check it out there! The fic itself will go on ao3 so keep an eye out for my announcements for it! đ
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Giorno Giovanna gazed out the frosted window in his bedroom, observing the large flakes of snow falling from the sky and littering everything in sight with white. He had always loved winter, Christmas time especially. Growing up with two fathers wasnât always easy given the day and age in which they lived in; it was often frowned upon by most. However, Giorno found great pleasure in the holiday as did his parents. Gifts and pleasantries were exchanged and they doted upon them as they always did. It was also the anniversary of when they had adopted him.
His family was blessed with money and a high status, something Giorno would forever be thankful for. He had heard the stories of the gangs in the cities causing upheaval and harm. The stealing, the murder, and just about every evil thing you could think of was being performed by the poor men who had banded together to go against the law.
His fathers had told him of the horrific things that went on in the darker parts of the city and he would thank them over and over for raising him away from all of that. They had, after all, adopted him so he wouldnât end up like the many poor orphans on the street.
âWe wanted you to have the best opportunity possible in life, Giorno.â His kindhearted father, Jonathan, told him when he asked why they had taken him in. His other father, Dio, would constantly throw high expectations on him and would always brag that he had all the best traits to be successful, but Giorno knew he meant well.
As Giorno looked upon the wintry night, he found himself thinking about his future and what it held for him. He was being homeschooled before Dio would ship him off to law school when he was older, and as much as he couldnât see himself being a lawyer, he was quite interested in learning about justice.
âGiorno, dear, come down to open some presents!â Jonathanâs voice gently called from the foyer and Giorno pulled himself away from the window to go down the staircase.
His fathers had built an excellently decorated tree in the sitting room that sparkled by the fireplace, creating a warm and nostalgic atmosphere. Smiling, he leaned over to kiss both of his parents on the cheek in greeting. âMerry Christmas!â
Dio, who was sitting crosslegged by the fire and had his nose in a new law book, grunted in response, eyes scanning the words on the pages with great interest. Jonathan placed a hand on Giornoâs shoulder, a warm smile on his lips. âYour father and I have gotten you something special this year since you are a man now. Dio, darling, do you mind getting the box please?â
The blond man looked over the book, raising a brow. âHmm? Oh, yes.â He placed a paper between the pages to save his spot and closed the book, setting down on the table nearby. Taking off his reading glasses, he pulled a small wrapped box off the fireplace mantle and passed it to Giorno.
âOpen it.â
Giorno carefully unwrapped the paper and opened the small box, gasping lightly at the contents. He gingerly pulled out a golden ladybug broach set with turquoise, almost aquamarine colored crystal that was attached to a chain. âThis is beautiful! Thank you father!â
Jonathan looked absolutely delighted that he loved it, his eyes sparkling with joy. âWe thought it would suit you since we know how much you love those creatures and we thought it was time to get you a proper piece of jewelry.â
âI love it very much.â Giorno beamed at them both, even going to hug Dio who feigned boredom.
âJust remember to keep up with your studies now if you want to be as good as the business as I am.â
Giorno rolled his eyes where he couldnât see, but was very happy with his gift. Secretly he had wished to be a zoologist, he loved everything nature had to offer, but he knew that was a less than ideal career choice for someone of his stature. Dio would frown upon it, and Dio always got what he wanted when it came to his sonâs education. Giorno knew that Jonathan would most likely side with him, but he did not feel particularly inclined to test the subject for fear of rejection of his dream.
