The warm glow of the sunset stretched across the rooftops of Naples, painting the sky in shades of warm colors. The city below buzzed with distant chatter, busy restaurants and the faint hum of evening traffic.

You and Giorno had climbed up to one of the quieter rooftops overlooking the streets. Giorno’s schedule had been so busy lately. Despite everything he carried on his shoulders, moments like this were rare between you two- alone together, where things felt closer than usual.

Leaning against the low ledge of the rooftop, Giorno quietly watched the horizon for a moment. The wind gently stirred his golden hair, the loose golden locks shining as the sunset colors peirced through it.

He finally glanced over at you, his expression softening slightly. The look he only seemed to show when the two of you were alone.

"The sunset looks different today," he said calmly, his voice thoughtful as his eyes returned to the horizon.