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“Abbacchio, come on. Is it really too much to ask?” Bruno said while quickly packing a suitcase. “It really is, I'm not taking care of that snot nosed brat. I would rather go with you to whatever business trip your going on and talk to your shitty coworkers”
Giorno recently came down with a really bad cold and was currently stuck in bed, not having enough energy to move around freely. “As much as I would love to take care of Giorno, I have to sort out urgent business and I already sent the rest of the kids out on missions.” Bruno said, starting to write down a list of all the things Abbacchio was going to have to do for Giorno. They walked out of their room together and though Abbacchio protested Bruno immediately made it clear he had no choice. “Please, do this for me.” Bruno whispered to Abbacchio as they stood outside of Giorno's door and soon Bruno went in after knocking once or twice.
“I'm going to be leaving for a day and I'm putting Abbacchio in charge of taking care of you until I get back…” Bruno said in a gentle tone to a half awake Giorno. “Huh, who?” Giorno replied sleepily. “I'm leaving you with Abbacchio.” “No no no, it's fine Bruno just leave the meds on the table and I will be fine. No need to bother him” Giorno said, more awake and worried that it wasn’t going to be this sickness that killed him but Abbacchio. “It's final, I gave Abbacchio a list. He will take good care of you, I trust he will.” Bruno said, raising his voice so Abbacchio would hear from outside the room. Bruno gave Giorno a motherly kiss on his head and left Giorno to sleep. “Here's the list, I love you Leone” Bruno said as he kissed Abbacchio, his darling husband, goodbye. “Be safe Bruno” Abbacchio said in a tired tone. He really wanted this week to be over.
Abbacchio took a good look at the list and there wasn’t mu- Oh hell no . Abbacchio thought to himself as he looked over the list.
- Check in every Hour
- Make sure to have him take his meds at 12 everyday with food
- Change towel on his forehead as needed
- Call me before you go to bed every night
Check in every hour?? What does Bruno think this is? There may have only been 4 things on the list but really? Would he have to spoon feed him too? Abbacchio looked at the time, 10. He had 2 hours to himself before he had to give Giorno his meds. Abbcchio decides to chill for the 2 hours and watch tv until then.
Giorno is suffering. He feels like he is about to cough up a lung and trying to hide the fact that he is, is getting very tiring. His head is starting to hurt because of how much he is coughing. Bruno left meds here didn’t he? He could always just take something right now with some water. Giorno makes a very bad attempt at trying to sit up. As soon as he does his head starts pounding and he just wants to die. He could always try and call for Abbacchio but he doesn’t dare to. He tried to get outta bed but that was a very failed attempt as he ended up sitting on the floor regretting the day he was born.
“Giorno, I'm coming in” He heard Abbacchio yell and as soon as Giorno tried to move he regretted it as he bumped his head on the table. Abbacchio just rolled his eyes as he had walked in just in time to see and went to go help Giorno. “No, its fin- '' Giorno was cut off by Abbacchio picking him up and putting him back on to his bed. “What were you trying to accomplish besides pissing me off?” Abbacchio asked in a rude tone. Giorno didn’t have the strength to respond so he only shrugged his shoulders feeling defeated, as he couldn’t bring himself to look at Abbacchio. “Don’t feel like talking huh? Welp then you get no say in what I make you to eat” Abbacchio said as he left.
Giorno was glad that Abbacchio was making him something to eat, that means he will most likely have meds with it wont he? Just gotta wait a little bit longer. Giorno's body hurt, it felt like it was turning against him as he tried moving to a more comfortable possession. Abbacchio was going to make him something to eat so he might had well be prepared to eat whatever he made.
Abbacchio was in the kitchen making chicken soup. This is what sick people eat right? Abbacchio wasn’t sure but from the sound of Giorno's annoying coughing he sounded like he could use something hot. The only reason he is doing this is because of Bruno. Bruno has a really bad habit of adopting random kids on the street. I should talk to him about that. First he picked up Abbacchio off the streets, then Fugo, Then was it Mista or Narancia? He didn’t really remember. But now they are all here and they all give Bruno mothers day gifts and get good night kisses. Am I technically their dad now…? Since Abbacchio proposed and they both got married on a beach he has been thinking about that a lot. They had such a nice wedding, it may have been small but Abbacchio will forever remember walking down the alie with Bruno and also seeing Narancia being their flower boy. That is one memory that will never die.
The soup is done. Now all Abbacchio has to do is take it up to Giorno who has hopefully not tried to get out of bed again. Giorno really was a pain in the ass. Abbacchio took it up on a tray and just went right inside Giorno's room. He found Giorno passed out on the floor. Abbacchio put the tray down and checked to make sure Giorno was still alive. He was, barely. “Huh…” Giorno made a quiet sound as he woke up. “What were you doing on the floor?” Abbacchio said, sounding really tired of Giorno’s bullshit. “Fell..” Giorno said weakly. “And how did you fall?” Abbacchio asked and got no response but shrugged shoulders as Abbacchio picked up Giorno from off the floor and put him sitting up on the bed.
Giorno looked worse as Abbacchio went and opened the blinds so that he could see better. He picked the food up and set up the mini foldable table so he could eat in bed. Abbacchio also shoved a small pill into Giornos hands, which he didn’t realize felt so weak. He took the pills and when he went to go drink water he spilled the water all over the floor and Abbacchios feet.
Giorno immediately went to apologize profusely but Abbacchio was having none of it. He went to the bathroom, filled the cup back up and held the cup up to Giorno's lips. Giorno didn’t say anything but just drank the water. He is hopeful that Abbacchio would just leave him be for the rest of the day to preserve what little dignity he had left.
Abbacchio leaves the room to go do some chores around the house as Giorno eats. As Giorno tries picking up the spoon he finds his grip is very weak. He feels weak. He wants to cry. Soon tears start falling as he realizes how useless he is in this state. He hates the fact that some needs to take care of him because he can’t even handle drinking water by himself. That Bruno has to make Abbacchio take care of him. As he starts crying he starts coughing. And the damn annoying coughing was annoying everyone in the house. He just wants to go to sleep and forget everything.
Abbacchio came into Giorno's room to find him asleep, Soup barely touched. He took the soup back to the kitchen and remembered the list. All that work for nothing. Abbacchio went back to Giorno’s room, he took a closer look at Giorno. Looked like he had been crying or he was getting worse. Either way he wiped the sweat from Giorno's forehead and replaced the towel with a cold one as Giorno woke up. Giorno then started gagging, quickly getting up as he felt his head spin as he tired getting up and going to the bathroom. Giorno covered his mouth and Abbacchio ended up picking him up and running to the bathroom. Putting Giorno in there and waiting outside the door as he heard Giorno throwing up. .
“Giorno, You done?” Abbacchio called out. He heard nothing so he announced he was coming in. He found Giorno resting his head on the toilet seat slowly passing out but still gagging. What else is there for him to throw up? “That's gross Giorno.” Abbacchio said while staring Giorno down. “Im..sorry…” Giorno said weakly accepting his fate to die on the bathroom floor. Abbacchio picked Giorno up for the third time today and got a big bowel for Giorno to puke in, just in case.
And again, Abbacchio put Giorno back to bed. He even took the liberty of tucking him into bed with the now puke bowel next to him. Giorno wanted to ask why Abbacchio was being so nice to him but he knew better. Abbacchio left for a little, coming back with a book and two mugs of tea. “It's hot so drink slowly.” Abbacchio said, sounding cold. Giorno sat up on his bed letting Abbacchio put the mug up to his lips for him to drink. It tasted strong like meds but Giorno didn’t question it and just drank the tea. Abbacchio drank some of his tea too and sat down on the bed. Giorno did not know what to make of this but he decided that he was better off just falling asleep again as he started to lay back down.
Abbacchio heard the phone ringing. He left Giorno sleeping in bed and went to pick up the phone. “Hello?” Abbacchio heard Bruno's voice. “You called earlier than expected.” Abbacchio answered. “Well the whole thing has been cut short an-” “HEY ABBACCHIOOOO” He heard someone cut Bruno off. “Narancia says Hi, but yeah. My trip has been cut short and I picked up the kids on the way home. Hows Giorno?”
“Giornos is asleep right now, and yes he took his meds, yes I changed the towel thing and No I haven’t been ignoring him.”
“That's good, we should be there in the late morning tomorrow.”
“Will be glad to see you Bruno.”
“Will be happy to see you too, my love”
With that they said their goodbyes and Abbacchio went back to check on Giorno.
When Abbacchio went into Giorno’s room he found Giorno awake laying in bed thankfully. “Bruno and the others just called, Brunos trip got cut short so they will be here by tomorrow.” Giorno nodded and was relieved to have Bruno back sooner. Giorno felt more awake and it was almost night. He had slept the day away, his sleep schedule was fucked. “Okay..” Did he really sound like that? Giorno’s throat hurt and felt all clogged up. As a result, he sounded like a broken record.
Abbacchio sat at the end of the bed and started reading again. He had already finished his tea. Giorno sat up in his bed and went to grab his mug of tea. But ended up dropping it. He forgot about how weak he was. Abbacchio seemed unfazed like he knew Giorno was going to break something eventually. Giorno immediately apologised to Abbacchio who would have to clean up the mess. “Its okay Giorno, Don’t worry about it”
Giorno's hands were weak and felt unstable and he just watched as Abbacchio cleaned up his mess. Giorno felt like crying again. Don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry. Abbacchio sees Giorno starting to tear up. “Giorno, did you cut yourself?” Abbacchio asked, surprised at the worry he was feeling for Giorno. “N-no..” Giorno said in between sobs. Abbacchio had to think about what the hell he should do. He sat beside Giorno on the bed and held him to a tight hug. This is what Bruno does for me, Maybe it will work for him. Abbacchio ended up laying on the bed still tightly hugging a sobbing Giorno for a good hour before they both fell asleep.
“WERE HOMEEEE!!” Abbacchio heard Narancia yell. “Shhh, Giorno may be sleeping,” Bruno said in response. Abbacchio noted that Giorno was still fast asleep laying beside him curled up beside him. He slowly got up praying that Giorno didn’t wake. He managed to get out of the bed without waking Giorno and creeped out of his room. As he walked down the stairs he saw Bruno and the others talking about their missions. “How did it go?” Bruno asked Abbacchio as he saw him. “He's alive.” Abbacchio would never admit to hugging or caring about Giorno. Bruno and Abbacchio went together to go check on Giorno.
They went into Giorno's room to find him sitting awake in bed. Bruno went to hug Giorno and asked him about how he was feeling. “I'm feeling much better, thank you. I think I'm gonna take a shower soon.” Giorno answered. “Well, I will relay the message that you're doing better to the rest of the group, they will be glad to hear it.”
The end :D