forum Oh, It's You Again // O/O // Closed

Started June 13, 2019 by @bubblegum

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Bridge smiled again, relaxing into his touch a little.

Scipio held him close and continued basically petting him. He figured Luka would return soon and he was ready for him.

Soon enough, in a couple more minutes, there were footsteps coming down the hallway, Luka's telltale shadow showing up on the floor outside the cell.

Scipio huffed and stayed where he was, although he held a little tighter to Bridge.

Luka came into view a couple seconds later, unlocking the door, entering, and locking it behind him again, leaning against the wall.

"What do you want?" Scipio asked in a dangerously soft voice.

Luka raised an eyebrow. "Do I need to explain myself?"

"Yes, yes you do. You're in my territory now."

Luka laughed a little. "Alright, then. I'm here because I want to be."

"…Why the hell would you want to be here? I'm not particularly friendly." Scipio glared at Luka.

He shook his head with a small smirk. "Not for you. I thought you knew that already."

Scipio held Bridge tighter. "You can't have him."

Luka raised an eyebrow. "I never said I would take him anywhere."

"I still maintain what I said. You can't have him." Scipio glared at Luka even more.

“So do I. I never said I would take him.”

"You know what I mean, smartass. He's mine. Vaffanculo."

((omg sorry I had work))
"Yours, huh?" Luka asked, the corner of his mouth curling just a little before he stood up straight and made to leave. "We'll see about that later."

(Np)
Scipio bared his teeth, muttering insults under his breath in Italian. "Vaffanculo." He repeated.

Luka left again, shutting and locking the cell door behind him. Bridge was still leaning against Scipio, biting his lip in worry.

"Whatever you do, don't let him take you. He wants to take you." Scipio said softly, watching Luka leave.

"Take me…take me how?" Bridge asked, looking up at him with wide gold eyes.

"Away from me…" Scipio whispered, holding Bridge tighter. "He likes you."

"Oh." Bridge blinked for a moment, then turning to face Scipio. "I…I don't like him at all. I like you."

"I-I don't want him to take you away…" Scipio closed his eyes and lay his head on top of Bridge's.

"He won't…I don't want him to either," Bridge told him, resting his head in the crook of Scipio's shoulder.

"You're mine, not his… he… he needs to fuck off. Huh, I usually say that in Italian… it feels strange."

Bridge smiled a little, wrapping his arms around Scipio carefully. "I'm not his."

Scipio nodded, hugging Bridge. "Don't let him take you from this room… I don't trust him."

((Luka's gonna get worse))
"Okay…I won't," Bridge said, looking up at him, debating quietly inside his head whether or not he should kiss him.

(Yeee)
Scipio kissed Bridge's cheek and wouldn't let him out of his lap. Not that Bridge seemed to want to go, but Scipio didn't plan on letting him leave for a while.