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Soft waves of wind brushed past the area flicking past the various different flora, whisking away any loose foliage.

The area was serine, much calmer than inside and the days warmth wouldn't be wasted this way. That's what you liked to think anyway, the day had begun to drag on as different people entered and left the manner. Each pledging their loyalty to their new Don, someone who'd joined the team mere weeks ago and someone who'd taken down the top dog.

Giorno Giovanna.

It was no surprise that this was his goal to begin with, but now that the blonde has become the big boss things around the city have begun getting better. There were less minors getting access to illegal substances and from the reports you'd taken a peak at violence had gone down overall.

It was rather peaceful now.

Letting out a soft hum and plucking another bright yellow flower from the side you wove it's stem into the other few you had creating a circular shape. A satisfied hum left you lips upon seeing the completed ring setting it to the side into a basket filled with others before rising up from the grass, dusting the back of your pants.

Weaving your way through the shrubbery and back onto the cobblestone path, a slight skip in your step was present. The manors back door quickly came into view because of your brisk pace and upon entering you spared Giorno a glance walking past the meeting area and farther into the house.

Your shoes tapped loudly against the marble flooring signifying to anyone within the adjacent rooms that someone was walking down the hall.

Making a left turn at the end and stepping into the open layout living room you spotted silver hair peeking out above the couch. A bright red band rested over the light coloured hair informing you that the man was listening to music.

Trying your best to keep your shoe clicking to a minimum you made your way over reaching out just a tad, fingers barely brushed against the band of the headphones before your wrists were seized and ombre hues shot up meeting with your (E/C) ones.

"What are you doing?" His voice was still as deep as ever through there was a slight crack to it, either from dehydration or lack of speaking for the day. He has been avoiding the others for the majority of the day not wanting to deal with any other mafia executives much like you.

"Surprising you? What else?" Rolling your eyes playfully in response to the man you tugged your arms trying to break free from the tight grip. "Can you let go now? I need my hands." Wiggling your fingers you ended up swaying your arms causing Abbacchio's own to follow. A deep sigh left his lips before he let go tilting his head back to peer up at you.

Realizing he was waiting for a proper explanation, you hopped in place right away turning your attention towards the basket nestled into the crook of your elbow. Slipping it down and resting along the ground you lifted a few of the woven goodies pulling out a large purple flowered ring.

Standing back up you quickly tugged Abbacchio's headphones off resting the flower crown gently on his head to the best of your ability.

"Tada." A childish glee sparkled from your gaze and you gave quick jazz hands eyeing the man's expression.

Softly raising his hands and taking the crown off his head, he eyed it thoroughly. The intricately woven stems of flowers and leaves knitted together taking the overall shape while purple petaled flowers stuck out the sides.

"A flower crown?" Raising a brow and once again looking back up towards where you stood his lips pursed together, his words held a bland tone and it seemed as though you took it as a sigh that he didn't like it. "It's pretty." Quickly adding that afterwards and returning his gaze towards the item, he could faintly see you let out a breath in relief.

"I wanted to do something for the team since lately everyone's been busy. I mean, as head of the organization now." Humming that out, you leaned over the back of the couch where Abbacchio was reaching out to take the crown from his hold re-placing it onto his head. "That and I just wanted an excuse to see everyone."

Giving a soft nod at that he could feel a weight fall onto his shoulder, the point of your chin to be exact as you lightly rolled your face so that your cheek was resting among it instead allowing you to look at the man. "How are you doing though? I never really see you with the others as often."

Recalling that lately everyone's been quite distant with one another you figured asking wouldn't hurt.

"Well like you said, everyone's just been busy and I've had stuff on my mind." Answering truthfully he watched you raise off his shoulder, moving around the couch to take a seat beside him.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Wanting to know what has been on his mind since the colosseum, he let out a deep breath.

"It'll take more than a penny for me to spill my deepest secrets to you." Merely firing back with that he could see the subtle pout form across your expression. "But I will say that that I'm relieved that things are over and as much as I loathe Giorno, the kid did well." Leaning back into the sofa another sigh left through the crack between his lips.

"I'm relieved too. Glad everything's over and everyone made it out."

"Well that bit would be thanks to you, without you- myself and perhaps the others wouldn't have even made it to the colosseum." Going on to say that his eyes locked with your own, the intensity of which made you shift in place. "So thank you. You're a pretty good Angelo Custode."

Hearing that familiar phrase you let out a slight groan choosing to just accept it this time around. "I'll take the thanks, but I still feel like there's something you're not telling me." Almost singing that out you tilted your head watching Abbacchio look off to the side. Faint pink hues could be seen peeking out from between his strands of hair and you could only assume they were the tips of his ears.

"Are you still able to bring out the butterfly?" Asking that without elaborating more on the question you gave a nod, a 'why' wanted to leave your lips but without question you cupped your hands together watching a familiar puff of dust followed by the insects appearance.

Right away sticking a hand out for the luminescent bug to land on a small smile had taken over his features, his attention almost solely focused on it- missing when you'd gotten up and made your way towards the door.

"Well, I'll pop by later Abbacchio! Try not to listen to your music too loud!" Calling out from your spot in the doorway, you didn't wait for a response having already stepped back into the hall resuming your small mission.

Catching the tail end of your shoes tapping against the floor he couldn't help but curse lightly to himself, the butterfly still perched on his hand merely fluttered its wings in response. He had the perfect one on one opportunity with you and yet, he couldn't find the courage to say anything.

"God damn it." Closing his free hand and slamming it annoyedly against one of the couch cushions, he followed the action up by raising a hand to brush through his hair- fingers quickly making contact with the woven stems of the flower crown. The item of which warmed his heart and cooled down his brief tantrum.

"You're so easy to talk to yet so hard at the same time. ."

"Dummy."

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The next few chapter will be smooth sailing from here :D