S a n i t y - {+18}

✧ 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗅𝖾𝗌 ✧

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♔︎ s ᴀ ɪ ɴ ᴛ ♔︎

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HIS eyes never moved from her face. His fingers hovered over her cheeknones, caressing her skin so gently. He just admired every feature of hers, from her long lashes to the small adorable freckles on her nose and cheek. They were barely visible.

The small rustling at the back brought him back to the reality. His arms tightened around her small form possesively.

The pilot announced that the plane was about to land. He clenched his jaw and buried his face in the crook of unconcious Athena's neck. It was his first time travelling through the plane. And he just discovered that he was scared of the heights.

Athena's sweet scent calmed him a little. His cold nose brushed against her warm skin, driving him crazy. Fortunately, he was not that drunk anymore. He just tried hard to get himself in the control.

The plane landed after a few moments. He unbuckled his belt and stood up with Athena in his arms.

"I can't believe that you just did that." Giovanni said walking behind ahead of him. His arm was wrapped around the small redhead. Saint smirked at his remark.

Saint noticed the little redhead giving him side glancing. Her eyes held the fear and worry. Saint give her a look saying 'do you want to die?'. The poor soul became scared to death and moved closer to Giovanni's large frame.

Saint let out an annoyed sigh.

"I'll take my leave from here." He announced. Giovanni's steps halted. He turned back to look at Saint with the deadpan look on his face.

"Don't be ridiculous, my boy. You are in Italy now. That means the danger for you and that little girl." Giovanni said calmly.

"I know, Giovanni. But I have my own ways. I'm grateful to you that you helped. I managed to book a descent resident earlier. It's safe and small." He exclaimed with the stoic expression on his face. Giovanni knew why he wasn't staying with him. He sighed and nodded.

His eyes remained fixed on Saint's back until he disappeared from his line of vision. A soft sigh brought back to the presence. A small hand grabbed his sleeve tightly. He looked down at Fiona who was biting her lip worriedly.

Giovanni led her to his car and told the driver to go to their residence.

"Why is il mio amore sad?" He asked applying a little pressure on Fiona's lip. She sighed and moved closer to him. Giovanni surpressed the look of surprise at her moves.

[ My love. ]

This was the first time when Fiona got this closer to him on her own. Otherwise she would be too scared to talk to him. That was the biggest improvement in Giovanni's eyes.

"The girl, Athena. Why was she unconscious. Did-did the man kidnap her? She's not bad, Giovanni. We must help her." Fiona explained her worry to him. He rubbed his finger between her brows to sooth down skin.

"There's nothing to worry about. He likes her, Piccolo. I'm sure he won't hurt her." He exclaimed caressing her hair gently. But much to his dismay, Fiona's eyes brimmed with water. Her lips trembled. Something that would make him restless.