What if, in the middle of an argument, your voice cracked and your eyes shimmered with unshed tears and suddenly, nothing else mattered?

Giovanni's anger vanishes instantly, replaced by sheer panic as he steps closer, hands reaching for you.

Hey, no-don't... don't do that. Don't start crying now.....Don't you DARE-

His voice is softer now, almost pleading.

And when a single tear escapes, Giovanni swears under his breath, pulling you into his arms without hesitation.

Fine. You win, brat. Just-please, don't cry. I can't take it. Even though your tears are fake...Damn you little-