That Man at the Other Side of the Street
Giotto
Alexandra would often cover her hands with flour mainly because she works all day at the bakery. But when she does not do so she would be watching a spiky haired blonde visit a homeless man and give him necessities. She was curious as to why the man doesn't just take the homeless guy to his home. She was curious of how the man was keeping his hair like that. She was curious of the blonde's connections to the homeless man.
Her questions would be answered, surely but everything would start at the usual time of day the blonde would help the homeless man. But surprisingly he was not to be seen. She frowned. Where was he? She stared at the homeless man who was now lying on his side, a hand on his stomach. Is he hungry? Hasn't the food the blonde man given sufficed?
A pang of guilt hits her heart. All her bread and she cannot spare one for those in need?
She immediately grabbed a small basket and placed her freshly baked bread there. She got up and went to the front of their small shop, where her sister was making pasta.
"I'm just going somewhere okay?" she said, then crossed the street. She placed the basket down in front of the homeless man. She kneeled down and waked him.
"Here some bread," she said softly. The man accepted. She bobbed her head, so young, she noted.
"Thank you, may the Lord bless you," the man said.
"Oh what do we have here?" another male voice chimed in. Alexandra looked up and gasped. It was him! He looked more handsome up close. "Thank you for helping my friend here."
The blonde offers her his hand. She accepts, getting back on her feet. "You were late today so…"
"I see, my apologies, but it looks like I may shouldn't have come here," he gave her a hearty smile. "May I know the name of such a pretty lady?"
"My name is Alexandra," she replies, a bit flattered.
"And mine is Giotto. It's a pleasure to meet you," he replied, kissing her hand.
"The pleasure is mine," she smiles, withdrawing her hand.
"Sister!" she frowns upon hearing the voice of her sister.
"Sorry I have to go," she turned but not before waving good bye at him.
"Let's see each other again," Giotto smiled.
"It looks like your plan went on smoothly," G sighs removing the cap that concealed his identity.
"Thank you for the help."
A/N: So someone requested that I write a Giotto one~ Here it is~ Also since I don't have any ideas on who to write on you can just request ok?