as usual, niccolo and his gaggle were tormenting Fabio. Throwing around names, forcing lipstick on to him, taking videos of it. And niccolo personally thought all was fine, until you rushed in to fabio’s aid. He didn’t know why he was surprised, you and fabio were friends after all.

“it’s just a joke,” he commented blatantly, trying to keep face in front of all his friends. A chuckle escaped his lips, more of a nervous one to anybody paying attention. As if this was just some normal joke, a normal joke would be much tamer.

it wasn’t until you shot an irritated glare at him that he shut his mouth, his grin twisting into something more solemn. He ran one hand through his hair, averting your gaze for now. Watching you help Fabio as if he was some kind of prize irritated him, he was much better, no?

his friends left the girls restrooms with those usual cruel grins over their faces, but niccolo didn’t exactly catch that hint. He cleared his throat, finally glancing your way, and you were still assuring Fabio. He felt odd, as if he were coming down with something. He felt it whenever you’d hang around with damiano too.

“Im sure he’s fine now.” Niccolo sneered under his breath, his hands slipping into his pockets. “no need to coddle him.” he soon added, with a sort of bitter tone he even wasn’t familiar with.