@Fraust
Scipio finished the song and resumed his tapping. "There. Now you've heard it."
Scipio finished the song and resumed his tapping. "There. Now you've heard it."
"I liked it." He said simply. "I…I liked your voice too."
"Okay. I don't know a lot of songs." Scipio watched a guard walk by. (Not Dave)
"You…you don't have to sing," Bridge told him, although he sort of wished he would.
Scipio nodded. "I like it fine. It's just hard to learn songs in an asylum."
"Do…do you remember any others?"
"Couple Irish ones, and some ones in Italian you definitely don't know. Since I grew up in Italy, I learned some there."
"Could…" Bridge looked to the ground. "Could you sing an Italian one?"
"Sure." Scipio sang some unfamiliar song in Italian. (I don't actually know any Italian songs so oof) The words rolled off his tongue smoothly and it sounded very natural for him. It was obvious that Italian was his first language.
Bridge was sure he'd blushed a bit as Scipio sang, the words almost soothing.
Scipio stared at the wall quietly after he finished. "Ti è piaciuto?" He asked, having a bit of trouble transitioning back to a language Bridge knew.
"What?" Bridge asked, blinking in confusion.
"Dammi un momento…" Scipio closed his eyes for a moment, mentally transitioning himself back to English. "Alright. I asked if you liked it."
"Oh. Yeah…yeah, I liked it…a lot." He said, looking to the floor with a small blush.
"It can be difficult for me to switch between languages sometimes…" Scipio said quietly, his Italian accent stronger than usual.
"I…I kind of like it when you speak Italian," Bridge admitted.
"Really?" Scipio glanced over at Bridge. "Ti piace questo?"
"I…I don't know what it means, but I like it."
Scipio nodded and thought for a moment, considering what he could say to Bridge without the other understanding. "Penso che tu sia attraente, e so che ti piaccio. Penso che sia bello quando la tua faccia diventa rossa. Credo che Dave abbia avuto ragione per una volta. Mi piacciono i ragazzi."
(Go ahead and pop that bad boy into Google translate)
((ooh scipio over here making moves))
"I still don't know what it means, but…" Bridge looked up and smiled softly. "It sounds good."
(Yep but of course only when Bridge can't understand him)
"Ha… sì…" Scipio's face was a bit flushed as well. What else could I say? "Penso che tuo padre abbia sbagliato a mandarti qui per il tuo aspetto. Sei carino, non un mostro."
((I mean I would too))
"Are…you're blushing too," Bridge told him, smiling a bit more.
I'm glad he can't understand me… Scipio smiled weakly, his blush staying. "Sei l'unico che non mi ha pensato un mostro per quello che ho fatto."
Bridge didn't respond that time, only tilting his head with the same little smile. He, of course, had no idea what Scipio was saying, but he liked it nevertheless.
(laughs in Italian )
"Quello che sto dicendo è che mi piaci, ma ho una reputazione, quindi non posso dirtelo in inglese in questo momento…" Scipio laughed softly, looking away.
(I've got a Google translate tab open for this and this conversation is actually really adorable and Bridge has no idea)
Bridge let his legs dangle from the bench, not knowing what he was saying, but knowing it was something that made him blush.
Scipio turned back to Bridge and held his hands up a bit for emphasis, his cheeks still flushed. "Rendiamo le cose più facili. Sono gay."
"You're…you're gay. You like…boys," Bridge repeated, tilting his head.
Scipio nodded, blushing a bit more. "Non solo ragazzi, ma voi in particolare."
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