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The vampire Prince lay still in his bed waiting for a certain knight to show up. He didnt know how long it had been already, he felt like he had told Sheila E to fetch his knight an hour ago, and neither his bodyguard or his knight were present.
The soft clacking of familiar heals and footsteps that the young blonde had come to recognise so dearly finally had him sit up on his bed in anticipation, and with a soft knock entered the silver haired Knight adorned in the Royal armor,
"You asked for me your highness?"
The voice was cautious surely at the such a sudden summon such early in the evening when he should be asleep.
"Yes. Come in Panna. Sheila E you're relieved of your duty for tonight."
Without a word and a silent nod towards the blondes direction in a gesture of good night she left, the sound of the door shutting made Pannacotta Fugo tense and jump up all at the same time. It made Giorno smile a little to himself, it was rather adorable seeing the Knight look at everything but him.
It wasn't strange since the other was human after all. In a house of vampires there was no shortage of humans around, and not all were there for feeding purposes or for his fathers estrange Harem. Giorno's entire personal fleet of guards comprised mostly of humans except one of them, his advisor Bruno Buccellati, was also from a well known family of vampires.
"Its alright Panna its nothing serious I just couldn't sleep... so I thought I could use a little company~"
The blonde gave the other a little smile, breaking the silence, the confusion in his face made Giorno raise a brow with a tilted head,
"What's the matter Panna?"
His nickname was no stranger leaving the princes mouth.
"Your hi-"
"GioGio." He was quickly corrected.
"GioGio.. why me? You could've called Mista or Buccellati.. I dont think I'm appropriate company-"
His Knight struggled a little shifting from one foot to another, armor clanking at each movement in the dark room, illuminated with only the light of the room. To the Prince, Pannacotta Fugo looked absolutely heavenly, godlike almost. Even though he knew the other put him on the very pedestal Giorno couldnt help but believe in the fact that both of them could be gods. Together.
"Because I feel at ease with you more than I do with Mista or Buccellati. They're just good friends to me but you.. you're different Panna now take of that armor and sit beside me, as I've said before behind these doors you arent my Knight and im not your Prince.. you're my equal."
Giorno felt himself rambling, a feeling thumping in his chest as his eyes widened for only a split second upon noticing his bold declaration and the rush of blood on the knights face was something entirely new. It made him forget his own embarrassment and he instead opted to stare at the other as he scrambled to take the light armor off after Giorno had patted the spot next to him on the rather large bed, probably not wanting his Prince to wait.
The vampire didn't take his eyes off of the Knight as he let out a deep breath before slowly climbing onto the bed but keeping a good distance away. Giorno, of course, was not going to have that and scooted closer pulling the plush blankets over them both,
"Thank you-" Fugo barely managed with a gulp, still avoiding the blondes gaze. Giorno only hummed in approval and laid back down.
"Tell me one of the stories that humans tell in your town?"
"Oh. Uhhh... which one would you like to hear?"
He relaxed a little even as the Prince slowly inched in to lean against his chest.
"The one which the sleeping princess..?"
"Thats Sleeping Beauty"
"Yes that one"
Giorno himself felt his heart swell at the soft rumble of laughter come from Fugo at his request, and slowly felt himself ease into a state of relaxation as the others voice began reciting the fairy tale. Only stopping him to ask questions like,
"Why did the fairies give the princess such trivial gifts, why not Intelligence or something?"
Only to be shushed by Fugo so he could continue the story. Before they knew it the two grew comfortable in each others company, Giorno had an arm draped over Fugo's waist as he listened, speaking again after the story had met its end.
"Panna... did true loves kiss really save the Princess?"
"That's what happened in the story didn't it?"
"If... if anything like that happened to me I think I'd want it to be you who kissed me awake."
The bluntness was met with his Knight freezing up along wit0h the hand that had been playing with a stray lock of blonde from his Princes hair,
"Oh.. I uh-"
When the other couldn't bring out a coherent word out Giorno propped up on his elbows to look at Fugo who laid under him with the abruptness of the vampire, bright Amber eyes glowed as they started into Fugo's purple ones,
"Pannacotta.. that was an invitation to kiss me."
He spoke wwithout hesitation, having made up his mind, now he was determined to go through with his thoughts before his rationality caught up to him. With how close their faces were Fugo had to only tilt his head and...
"You're highness.. GioGio- we can't..-"
"Why not?..." Giorno's mouth dropped into a frown as he moved away a little,
"You are Giorno Giovanna- Crown Prince, Kind Dio's heir... I am just a Knight. A human on top of that. It won't look go-"
"To hell with how it will look Pannacotta... I cannot deny what I feel what I have felt about you when we began growing closer- and I know you too feel the same."
"Ho-"
"You wouldn't have let me cuddle you or told me that story if you didn't."
Giorno cut him off, not wanting the doubts in the mind of the other to take any manifestation in the real world, the determined look only broke what ever negativity that ran through the knights face and the guarded expression faded into something Giorno had never seen before, so broken and relieved at the same time, it broke the vampires heart.
"Do you really feel the same-?" The knight's voice was barely audible a shake hand coming up to cup the cold cheeks of the vampire,
"Yes. I wouldn't have asked you too kiss me-"
"Does... does the offer still stand?"
The question has broken the Prince into a soft fit of giggles reaching up to squeeze the warm hand on his cheek,
"Panna if you don't kiss me right-"
It was Giorno's turn to be cut off when Fugo finally reached in half way and pressed his lips onto the surprising warm ones of the others. A soft sigh left both of them, the kiss melting the world around them but nothing mattered more than this very moment. Reluctantly Fugo pulled away only to be chased into a kiss again by the other now fully on top of the other. Making it last for a little while longer they finally pulled away with Fugo flush on the bed and Giorno straddling him. They started at eachother with wide eyes and blushes, not a word was said till, like all other times, Giorno broke the silence.
"Did we really kiss..? This isn't a dream is it?"
"I hope it is a dream and we never wake up so we can be together without a worry-"
"Pannacotta Fugo, behind closed doors you are my equal and no one can take that away from me and there are no eyes to watch the fact that I... I love you"
Fugo let out a shuddering breath at the declaration and reached up to tug his Prince down into a kiss yet again,
"I love you too... my GioGio."