[Bruno rolls his eyes a little at assassin boyfriend, though in some ways, he's glad Polnareff can take such a playful attitude with it. Not that it isn't serious and shouldn't be joked about all the time, and Bruno certainly isn't ashamed of it, but Bruno would rather it not be something that occupies most of Polnareff's attention when he thinks of him.]
Mm, no he won't, he'll try and kill me. But you'll save me, won't you? You and Sticky Fingers? Because you love me?
[More nosing, and for once, he doesn't try and take advantage of their proximity to sneak a kiss. It's just nuzzling, affectionate but most definitely chaste.]
[Listen: he adores Kakyoin and Hierophant, but he loves Bruno. There's not a Stand that can beat Sticky Fingers, not according to Polnareff (besides Chariot, but Chariot is of course the greatest Stand in the world).]
[He pouts around that finger, but all right: that's an acceptable answer. He hums softly and tips his head up, nipping at Bruno's finger. On Bruno's other side, a small, quiet voice murmurs: pami?]
[Bruno leaves his finger there, letting Polnareff nip at it, and turns his head to look at Chariot with a smile. At least Chariot has volume control UNLIKE SOME PEOPLE.]
[Having the Stand out means two things: Polnareff gets to turn back to the movie (gosh, Bruno, stop interrupting to flirt with him, don't you know this is the only movie anyone's seen on this peninsula in literal years?) and Chariot gets to see Bruno again. The Stand seems particularly pleased by this: his eyes crinkle up, and he chirps out (equally quietly): pami!
He's not built for affection, but he can do his best. Gently he pats Bruno's cheek, his fingers cold and metallic. Without looking over at his boyfriend:]
He can do kisses, too, if you don't mind it being a helmet. Giorno likes em sometimes. Fugo even got one once.
[If he weren't expecting it, the coolness of Chariot's fingers would have likely caused Bruno to start. As it is though, Bruno just takes Chariot's hand into his own.]
Fugo?
[To hear that Giorno's been getting kisses from Chariot is not that much of a surprise. He's an incredibly tactile person both giving and receiving. Fugo, on the other hand, is a bit of a surprise.]
[Really, it would catch Bruno's attention more if the kisses stopped rather than a subtle uptick in them. But when it comes to Fugo, it probably would take candy. Polnareff is incredibly affectionate, but he knows when someone has a hard line. Which is also likely why it came in the form of a a not-quite kiss from Chariot rather than him directly.]
You're very sweet, aren't you?
[In French and not to Polnareff. He returns the kiss to the closest approximation of a cheek that Chariot has. That may or may not also be for Polnareff, who can say?]
[Pa-mi, Chariot enthuses, and nuzzles against him again, pressing himself as tightly against Bruno as he's able. It helps when you can float, of course.]
You kidding me? He complained Chariot was too cold.
[Fugo's just as cranky about winter as Bruno is. By comparison, Chariot's cool at best. Bruno's not even the slightest bit bothered by the nuzzling, and he'd be the first to complain about cold.]
[Which isn't a slur on Fugo so much as a read on what their relationship is like. Fugo wouldn't much like kisses from him, not because he dislikes Polnareff, but because that's not who they are.
Chariot keeps up with his nuzzling, which gives Polnareff the very strange sensation of cuddling and not cuddling. Idly he runs two fingers over his nose, blinking.]
Though I think he wouldn't mind if they came from you or Sticky Fingers.
[Bruno furrows his brow a little, shaking his head (which has the added benefit of nuzzling Chariot back a little).]
No, he'd mind it a bit. [Maybe not in the exact same way he'd mind Polnareff or Chariot, but Fugo would still be uncomfortable.] He and I don't touch each other very often. We don't have that kind of relationship with each other.
I guess the best way to put it is that I've always let him come to me when he needs me. With the others, I would see a problem, and I'd do something about it. Fugo doesn't like that kind of attention being on him, so I'm not as direct and let him tell me when he needs me, usually without him saying so with words.
He's always looked out for me in return, and done a lot of little things that still needed doing, so I'd have less on my plate.
[There'd been a number of times he told Bruno not to worry about things because he was on his way to capo. Little things shouldn't concern him anymore. Sometimes Bruno accepted the help, other times, he preferred to stay directly involved.]
It's probably because we met before I was any kind of leader that we're a little different with each other.
[Huh. That's far different than what he imagined, but not so wildly that he can't reconcile the two images. Really, it fits more in with what little Fugo has told him of when he first joined. And that's a thought that makes him smile.]
He told me you used to use him as a bank. What kinda relationship is that, exactly?
[Familial, he thinks. Brotherly, maybe. There's a clear respect and deference, but only to a point. Polnareff glances over at his boyfriend, offering him a slight smile.]
[Bruno crinkles his nose a little. Still, he sighs. It's not like he can legitimately deny using Fugo as storage space once upon a time.]
I was twelve when I got Sticky Fingers, seventeen when I met Fugo. I wasn't always that...responsible about how I used Sticky Fingers before I became a team leader. [Being responsible for Fugo really helped Bruno come further along in that department.] I hadn't done anything like that in years, anyway.
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That's the metric we're going to use?
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[He tips his head, nosing against him affectionately. There's a little mnrr noise, wordless and loving, before he adds:]
Way better than emeralds. And I get to show up Kakyoin by making an economy before him.
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I'm sure he'll take that very well.
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[More nosing, and for once, he doesn't try and take advantage of their proximity to sneak a kiss. It's just nuzzling, affectionate but most definitely chaste.]
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Of course. Sticky Fingers and I can take him and Hierophant. I'm sure he's still a little weirded out by Sticky Fingers that I'll have the advantage.
[Though at least he's not a huge baby like Polnareff about it.]
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[Listen: he adores Kakyoin and Hierophant, but he loves Bruno. There's not a Stand that can beat Sticky Fingers, not according to Polnareff (besides Chariot, but Chariot is of course the greatest Stand in the world).]
You gonna fight for me all the time?
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[He kisses Polnareff's cheek.]
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[A distant memory flicks a fin, and he adds:]
I still haven't heard Sticky Fingers speak.
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[He's teasing, but lovingly so. Bruno adores Chariot almost as much as its user.]
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I didn't say I don't like how much Chariot talks.
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Buonasera, Chariot.
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He's not built for affection, but he can do his best. Gently he pats Bruno's cheek, his fingers cold and metallic. Without looking over at his boyfriend:]
He can do kisses, too, if you don't mind it being a helmet. Giorno likes em sometimes. Fugo even got one once.
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Fugo?
[To hear that Giorno's been getting kisses from Chariot is not that much of a surprise. He's an incredibly tactile person both giving and receiving. Fugo, on the other hand, is a bit of a surprise.]
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[It's little wonder Bruno didn't notice: it's not as if Polnareff doesn't pepper his boyfriend every chance he gets.]
We were . . . I think he was showing me piano shit or something, and Chariot was there, so--
[Chariot leans in, pressing his helmet gently against Bruno's cheek.]
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You're very sweet, aren't you?
[In French and not to Polnareff. He returns the kiss to the closest approximation of a cheek that Chariot has. That may or may not also be for Polnareff, who can say?]
I'm sure Fugo appreciated it coming from Chariot.
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You kidding me? He complained Chariot was too cold.
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[Fugo's just as cranky about winter as Bruno is. By comparison, Chariot's cool at best. Bruno's not even the slightest bit bothered by the nuzzling, and he'd be the first to complain about cold.]
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[Which isn't a slur on Fugo so much as a read on what their relationship is like. Fugo wouldn't much like kisses from him, not because he dislikes Polnareff, but because that's not who they are.
Chariot keeps up with his nuzzling, which gives Polnareff the very strange sensation of cuddling and not cuddling. Idly he runs two fingers over his nose, blinking.]
Though I think he wouldn't mind if they came from you or Sticky Fingers.
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No, he'd mind it a bit. [Maybe not in the exact same way he'd mind Polnareff or Chariot, but Fugo would still be uncomfortable.] He and I don't touch each other very often. We don't have that kind of relationship with each other.
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So what kinda relationship do you have?
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I guess the best way to put it is that I've always let him come to me when he needs me. With the others, I would see a problem, and I'd do something about it. Fugo doesn't like that kind of attention being on him, so I'm not as direct and let him tell me when he needs me, usually without him saying so with words.
He's always looked out for me in return, and done a lot of little things that still needed doing, so I'd have less on my plate.
[There'd been a number of times he told Bruno not to worry about things because he was on his way to capo. Little things shouldn't concern him anymore. Sometimes Bruno accepted the help, other times, he preferred to stay directly involved.]
It's probably because we met before I was any kind of leader that we're a little different with each other.
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He told me you used to use him as a bank. What kinda relationship is that, exactly?
[Familial, he thinks. Brotherly, maybe. There's a clear respect and deference, but only to a point. Polnareff glances over at his boyfriend, offering him a slight smile.]
You were-- what, twelve, right? Thirteen?
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[Bruno crinkles his nose a little. Still, he sighs. It's not like he can legitimately deny using Fugo as storage space once upon a time.]
I was twelve when I got Sticky Fingers, seventeen when I met Fugo. I wasn't always that...responsible about how I used Sticky Fingers before I became a team leader. [Being responsible for Fugo really helped Bruno come further along in that department.] I hadn't done anything like that in years, anyway.
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