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[lapidarius]

"This is Kakyoin Noriaki. Please leave a message, I'll contact you as soon as I can."

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[digiorno]

I made a big fuss about it and now I'm asking, that seems stupid.

[He resumes pawing through the shoes, humming to himself a little under his breath. Gold and silver and green . . . a light green, maybe, or pale gold? There's something towards the back of the rack.]

Are there any greens you don't like?

[lapidarius]

It's not stupid to just ask something like that casually.

[Kakyoin looked over Giorno's shoulder, following up with:]

Not really. Neon green, maybe, but aside from that any shade's fine.

[digiorno]

[His lips twist uncertainly, brow furrowing as he keeps looking, but he doesn't say anything in response. After a few moments, he finds what he's looking for and pulls it out: a pair of ballet flats in soft kelly green with gold embroidered accents over the toe.]

Mm?

[lapidarius]

...Those are nice. What do you think?

[digiorno]

I think . . .

[Well, it wasn't what he was originally thinking, but.]

I think green on the shoes, then silver and gold . . . I think it would look good. You could do your nails green, too. If you wanted.

[lapidarius]

That sounds like a good idea. You might have to help me with that a little, though.

[...]

Giorno...it's just us right now, you know. You can talk to me, if you want to.

[digiorno]

[Ah. He smiles, crooked.]

Some other time, maybe. I'm not going to be responsible for you talking about anything but your anniversary today.

[lapidarius]

Giorno... [He folded his arms, concerned more than actually upset.] If I didn't want to know, I wouldn't ask. I won't push you, but don't stop yourself just because of what day it is.

[digiorno]

[For a moment he just watches Kakyoin, eyes drifting over his face for some indication of--what? That he's lying? That's stupid. Whatever it is, he doesn't find it.]

I don't want to make you sad.

[lapidarius]

I'm going to be sad regardless if I figure out you're sad and just not telling me.

[digiorno]

[. . .]

I don't want good things to keep happening if they're just going to go away again. So I want to get everything right. In case that helps. That's all.

[lapidarius]

...I understand why you'd feel uncertain. But I don't think something like that hinges on anything we do or don't do.

[digiorno]

I know. It's stupid. I'm just tired of it, that's all.

[lapidarius]

...

[Kakyoin held out one arm slightly in the usual invitation, public location be damned.]

I am, too. I'm tired and worried, and it's terrible.

[digiorno]

[Oh. That takes some of the fight out of him. He's . . . a little reluctant. But after a brief pause, he steps to Kakyoin's side and tucks himself under his arm.]

I know. That's the other reason I didn't want to tell you.

[lapidarius]

I'm glad that you did. [and you're getting a damn hug.] I think...it's better to be worried with someone than to try holding something like that alone.

[digiorno]

Yeah, probably.

[Still sulky. But the hug helps.]

Do you think it ever goes away?

[lapidarius]

Sometimes, just a little. But a little can be enough to live with until things start to look better.

[digiorno]

. . . Okay. That helps.

[He buries his face in Kakyoin's shoulder.]

I hope it's a little better soon, anyway.

[lapidarius]

I know, Giorno. We're here right now, and I promise you that's not going to change in the next five minutes. That's something, isn't it?

[digiorno]

Yeah.

You make things better in general. So. It helps.

[lapidarius]

...I think that about you, too. You're a very good--well, not a very good person, but you're a kind one I love a lot.

[digiorno]

I love you too. Especially that you don't call me a good person.

[He says it jokingly but. Also totally means it.]

You're really gentle, for someone who's so mean a lot of the time.

[lapidarius]

I know you better than that.

[the worlds cutest mafia don is getting a hair ruffle.]

Only when people deserve it. Watch, someday I might have to hit Polnareff again.

[digiorno]

Don't hit him too hard, I like him.

[He butts his head against Kakyoin's hand.]

He makes me feel better, too, sometimes.