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.
Yeah, wouldn't want that, [says Polnareff solemnly, a man currently using his Stand to cuddle his boyfriend.] I mean, god forbid you used Sticky Fingers to make carrying a boat to and from the ocean way easier, that'd just be irresponsible.
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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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That's different.
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[...Because he said so.]