life was quite difficult in toscana, Italia you watched the parades come down every june, holding lucas hand. your amico, your lad, your boy friend. your boyfriend. sure, the city was quite safe, maybe you could sneak a little kiss in public, but the danger were the ones who shared your blood, your family.

they were catholic, religious. and they repulsed at love. a love of two equals. they complained at the parades and the hands intertwined on the streets. if they ever found out you had a boyfriend, you'd be on the streets. that went equally for the both of you, more or less.

but soon enough, collage rolled around. and since your parents payed tuition, they chose what college you went to. St de Divino collegio, in Rome. and your parent being good friends with the D'Angelos, Lucas family, they sent you together. after all, you were 'good friends' huh? very good friends..

it was a big fancy catholic college, all boys. gee, how did they expect people to not be gay here? being constantly surrounded by hot guys and beautiful architecture. how could they afford this? the power of god or something, don't ask. but it was surprisingly calm. the students were pretty cool, some were even allys. so the only roadblocks were teachers, and brainwashed homophobes.

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you were in the greenhouse. watering plants. it was your 'job'. to teach you responsibility. it was calm, the pale sunlight illuminating the leaves and drops of water that fell onto them. but you were quite lonely in this succulent apocalypse. but speak of the devil, which you couldn’t say out loud because it was ‘unholy’.. it was luca, pulling you behind the plants, the streaks of sunlight shining through. holding you against the wall, his arm above you.

“Ehi nerd. ti desideravo... ho dovuto pregare o qualcosa del genere. ma c'è un solo Dio per cui mi inginocchio..."

he said playfully. he acted like a bully sometimes, just to throw off the fact he was totally flirting.