WURAOLA

SEVENTY EIGHT

TINO

Slow music played and I fiddled with the unlit cigar in my hand, contemplating whether to crush it or smoke it.

We were at a restaurant that Gianni had picked and I was beginning to wonder if I was only an accessory tonight.

It seemed he had booked the entire restaurant for the night. He had clearly planned this a while ago.

They had even matched clothes. Gianni was wearing a deep blue three piece suit and Fiore donned a black dress that exposed her back and had long sleeves with fur at the end. And me? I was wearing a deep blue suit.

And God was it pissing me off. I was unsure if I wanted to do something to draw her attention back to me or just...be the bigger person for tonight.

Gianni had his hands around her waist as they swayed across the dance floor. She giggled as he whispered into her ear, nipping on her earlobe.

It was all they had done tonight. It was almost like I wasn't here.

"I should've fucking said no when she asked" I muttered under my breath and met Gianni's eyes. His face was buried in the crook of her neck but I could tell that he was smirking.

He was getting a kick out of this.

"The good cop, bad cop game. The one who's acting as cannon fodder, huh?" An unamused laugh escaped my lips and I wanted nothing more than to grab his neck...

"Maledetto bastardo (fucking bastard)" I muttered under my breath and the cigar in my hand snapped into two pieces but I didn't take my gaze off him or her.

His eyes were still on me like he was expecting me to watch. Like he knew I would be able to take my eyes off her.

His hand slipped into the opening at the back of her dress. It was obvious, the motion of his hands, beneath the dress.

Fiore giggled and glanced at me, a playful frown on her face.

"Do you see what Gianni is doing, Tino?" She pouted and I couldn't even believe how easily the frustration I was feeling began to evaporate.

"Do you want me to ask him to stop?" I leaned forward, dropping the cigar in my hand onto the table.

She fluttered her lashes at me and looked up, seemingly thinking about it while his hand caressed her skin underneath that silk dress.

"Oh, what are gonna do, Bambino? I don't wanna" Gianni sang as he kissed her cheek, eliciting a giggle from her. She turned around and stood on her toes, pressing a kiss to his lips.

"But we're outside. We can't do that here" she whispered, nudging his nose as she chastised him like he was a child.

That irritation I felt came back with full force, giving me a bloody headache.

"That's enough dancing for now, Gianni. Your feet don't hurt, Fiore?" I stood up, drawing her attention and her eyes widened like she just remembered that her feet would hurt when she put those heels on.

"It's fine, You always take them off. Let me do the honors today" Gianni smiled at me and I raised a brow, wondering what the bastard was up to.

He undid the laces of the heels that wrapped up to her calf but he didn't pull away immediately.

"Did I tell you how beautiful you were today?" He looked up at her and she giggled, shrugging.

"I can't remember. Tell me again" she leaned in and he smiled.

"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my entire life. You're...you're the reason for my existence. I know that I act like an ass sometimes but I love you. I didn't know how to express the fact that I love you. And it was even harder for me to explain the magnitude of my love for you. But I'm learning, everyday. Everyday, I want to be with you. Everyone, I want to see you. Everyday, I want to love you. So...will you give me the chance?" He pulled a black velvet box out of his pocket and I clenched my fists.

His eyes never left Fiore whose eyes were wide and had reddened with tears, she nodded.

"Oh my God, yes. Yes!" She screamed as he slipped the ring into her hand and jumped into his hold. Gianni grinned and spun her around.

I wasn't sure how I felt. Betrayed? Angry? Hurt? Sad? Happy?

"Tino, see!" She ran towards me, tiptoeing because some idiot had taken her shoes off and didn't think to replace it.

"It's pretty. Fitting for our little flower. You like it a lot?" I smiled at her, running my knuckles over her cheek.

"Yeah. I love it" she smiled and stood on her toes, wrapping her arms around my neck in a hug.

A few feet away, Gianni stood with a grin on his face with his hands held up in a shrug.

"Oops" he mouthed and I clenched my jaws, burying my nose in her neck.

"Let's go home and celebrate, shall we?" I kissed her neck and she shivered, looking up at me with those pretty eyes.

Those eyes that made me want to hide her. Those eyes that made me want to love her. Those eyes that made me do things I would never do. Those eyes that made me want to ruin her.

She tilted her head at me, like she was trying to figure something out before she brushed her fingers through my hair and cupped my face lightly.

"Don't be sad. You can put your ring here...just make the jewel bigger" she grinned, holding her other hand out while wiggling her fingers and I blinked, trying to piece her words together before I chuckled.

"Il mio Fiore, cosa farò di me stesso ora che mi hai rovinato? (What shall I do with myself now that you've ruined me, my little flower?)" I held her close and glanced at Gianni who still had a smirk on his face.

Game on, then.

A/N
Heyyy loves,
Surprise, surprise...or not😂 What did you think Gianni was gonna do? Did it go how you thought it would?

We're back with the *drum roll* google translate.

Someone was asking me how she understands what Tino says when he speaks Italian. I wouldn't say she completely understands (even I don't understand 😂) but when you're with a person who speaks a certain language especially when the person speaks the language often, you learn some things and others, you just put together, I guess.

Anyhoo, enjoy, darlings! And a Happy New Month to youuu!

I love you!
-Aduke <3