SS of my Fic: "Padre... earlier." About what happened Dio clicked his tongue. Not at this moment. He was NOT in the mood to talk to anyone. He just grumbled amongst his knees, in the most neutral voice he was able to put, "See. Jojo and I used to fight a lot when we were children. I'm fine, and so he is—" "..." Minutes passed and he could still feel the breath of their son right there, next to him. Wasn't he going?! He TOLD him to go back to his room! He was his father— Did he no longer listen to him or did he need 'Signore Jonathan' to come and order him around?!! His nails dug angrily into his palm, and the moment his head turned to the right and met that SAME naïve gaze, those foolish Ocean Blue eyes translated into Emerald Green ones...-
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