risorto: (SOMBER ✝ possibly dead inside & outside)
bruno buccellati ([personal profile] risorto) wrote 2017-08-04 03:40 am (UTC)

[His first instinct is honestly to remark upon their very risky decision to wait for him. It's not because of the near-nihilistic way he used to think of himself, but the reality was there was no 100% guarantee he would appear in this city again let alone before their window for going home would be sealed forever. It was foolish and risky, and both of them should know better when the were others depending on them.]

[But before he can get any further with the impulse (working through to its natural conclusion that these boys doing foolish and risky things for others is part of the modest legacy he left behind), Giorno says home.]

[Home.]

[Bruno's heart leaps into his throat at the memory of a confession shared in the dead of night. It was only spoken that one time, but felt at a near constant as an impossibility that had to be accepted for the cold reality it always was. But Giorno and then Fugo ask him to come home and it's like the very world's been swept out from underneath his feet.]


Home . . .

[He breathes the word like it's familiar and foreign all at once. Hope is a tentative, fragile thing with a thousand reasons for and against it. Bruno shakes his head a little, at a complete and utter loss for words.]

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