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The three of them sat in the library, it was quite aside from the sounds of flipping pages and the occasional sharing of ideas on the book they were currently reading. While they all read different things, in different genres. They liked to hear the other’s opinion, because sometimes you just need to rabble out your thoughts.
Giorno slid his bookmark into his book getting up, which brought the attention of Fugo and Abbacchio to him. “I’m going to get more coffee. Do you want anything?” He asked, picking up his mug. Abbacchio shook his head but Fugo asked if he could get another glass as well.
Giorno left, leaving Fugo and Abbacchio alone. Fugo’s eyes were pulled from his book to Abbacchio, he rested his head on the taller man’s shoulder. “What are you reading?” Fugo asked. Looking at the words on the page trying to decipher the book.
“The turn of the screw by Henry James,” he said simply, “it’s horror, you wouldn't like it.” He playfully hit the top of his head with the book before turning his focus back to reading. “And you?” he asks.
“Oh, I’m reading and then there were none by Agatha Christie. It's a mystery, you wouldn't like it,”he said, mocking Abbacchio.
Fugo cuddled closer to Abbacchio. “Why do I get the feeling that you want to cuddle?” Abbacchio said to Fugo whose head was buried in the crook of his neck.
“Because I do,” Fugo bit back with a snarky tone. Abbacchio warped his arms about the smaller boy, leaving his book on the table for later. Only focusing on Fugo right now.