Not a post abt my writing but, since I'm a rpf writer and you all love these two, I figured we could squeal abt this together <3 the tenderness of Tommaso's gestures towards Lucio, the dangerously close to kissing distance, the gentle looks at each other, the sheer intimacy this irradiates... They are married, so so married <3
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Okay no I need to keep adding you know me, I'm a writer but
The way Tommaso seems to almost ask for permission for his every move, the way Lucio playfully guides him where he needs him, the smiles, the shyness, the chivalry, the friendship, love, all in one person... Isn't it just lovely???
hi, hello! i would love to read some tommaso x lucio! i just think their relationship is the cutest^^
Happy Pride Month y'all!
I took yesterday as a break day, so this is my first official contribution to this month - and what better way to start Pride than with some gay content?
So, we were having our little Lucasso story, weren't we? How about we take it where we left off?
Let's do this then!
Content under the cut!
The last concert before Eurovision was finally over. In a matter of hours, they'd be picked up to go to the airport to take the flight that would change Lucio's career. The last few hours of peace before having to meet people, rehearse, and keep the show rolling as much as possible.
Lucio and Tommaso had packed their bags long before this day was due. With help from their management, they had researched the weather for the competition days and put clothes from their own wardrobes in there to fit the weather. So all that was needed now was just to unwind.
It was around 3 in the morning. The last embers of Lucio's cigarette died as it was put into the ashtray once he went inside the room. Tommaso was already asleep, lying face down, and the lamps were still on. The singer clicked them until only moonlight illuminated the room from the outside, just barely, a thread sliding between the curtains.
"Tommà..." His voice was a soft whisper as he leant in over the sleeping body of his friend. He replied with a small groan.
"Lu..."
"You should have at least taken your shoes off."
"Fuck off..."
"I'll take care of that then."
He knew Tommaso didn't take kindly to being waken up, so he expected that reaction. Slender hands made sure to take the shoes off, and then hesitated, as he looked at how he was still wearing his casual clothes.
"You should really have changed", he ended up saying, as he saw Tommaso finally awake for a while and sit up on the bed.
"Lucio, you should leave me be sometime", he chuckled, but ultimately heed his advice to change into something more comfortable. The image of Lucio, sitting down on the bed, waiting for him with open covers, made his heart race. "It's late... We should be asleep."
"We should, but not all is ever how it should be", once Tommaso is back on the bed, the both of them laid on their backs, looking at the ceiling. "Take a look at Fede, he should be the one on the plane, not me. But ultimately, he made a different choice and I think he's happy that way."
"That's the best part about being human, we can make choices", Tommaso's hand slowly dragged itself to his friend's, and the response was immediate, slender fingers interlocking with his. "And you still remain as my best choice."
"As you are mine."
A moment of silence, as if it held all the answers.
"You will always be undoubtedly mine, Tommaso. Because music is forever. And you will always be in my music, one way or another. No matter how much destiny tries to pull us apart, which is not really a lot, music will always make us find each other again."
"Music says what words can't", the guitarist ends up saying. "And I wish I could tell you all that my heart wants to, but there is still plenty of time to find the right melody."
"I make myself an idea", the singer chuckled. "I see it in your eyes everytime you look at me. And I hope, in time, mine can convey the same."
"Am I... Doing a good job?" Tommaso asked, with a hint of anxiety in his voice.
"You are doing a perfect job even without trying, Tommà. I think... You're the best choice I've ever made, too."
"Then... Promise me you'll keep choosing me."
"How could I not do such a thing?"
Lucio turned to face him, with a small smile on his lips.
"I don't see other choices anyway. You are the only one there is."
