It's easy for Francesco to forget that Lightning is held as one of the most good-looking people to ever race the circuit. Don't get me wrong- he knows his boyfriend is hot stuff, he just forgets that everyone else notices as well... and when he does remember... he gets a bad case of the green monster. His jelousy reaches intense peaks and he glares at anyone that comes near his boyfriend. Lightning is somewhat okay with his behavior, as long as he doesn't go all out, but there are times when he has to tell Francesco to turn it down a notch.
Francesco is visiting Radiator Springs for a while and he's pretty relaxed. Everyone knows Lightning's in a committed relationship and they leave well enough alone. His and Sally's friend-flirting had toned down a whle lot when they finally made themselves official, and random tourists stopped hitting on the rookie as often. Francesco reclined across the bed, feeling a bit stir crazy, but too lazy to go out and face the dumb Arizona heat he wasn't used too. Lightning threw the door open and quickly shut it, not wanting the heat to kill the cool air-condition atmosphere inside the room.
He had a stack of letters in his hands. He glanced up at Francesco and flashed him a quick smile before quickly shuffling through the papers. a couple of bills, useless ads, and another proposition from Playgirl. he frowned and threw the letter in the trash.
Francesco cocked his head at the offending letter and reached out to grab at it, "What's this?"
"Just another invitation to Model for Playgirl." he answers off handedly while tearing open the bills and reading them at his desk.
"Playgirl?" Francesco asked.
"Y'know... Like playboy? but for girls." Lightning tossed over his shoulder.
Francesco paled.
Just the thought! Lightning in a magazine like that! Francesco suddenly felt extremely protective. Lightning was... well, he was his! they were dating and no one had the right to see him but him! but... it was Lightnings decision, and besides... Lightning was handsome and smart and charismatic, he could just drop Francesco and have another, better hottie on his arm easily! A model, even! And his model boyfriend would live in New york and totally have connections and get Lightning into modeling! and then with all this happening Lightning is going to need to live with him and they're going to buy a loft and make each other coffee in the mornings and they'll settle down and adopt three children and one will be disabled because lightning always want to help people and they're financial state will be good enough that they can support his needs and francesco can't do a thing!
"So... when's the photo shoot?" He asks quietly.
Lightning straightens up and twists around to look at him, "What?"
Francesco scratches his neck, "When are you gonna go model?"
Lightning stared at him in confusion, "Do you want me too?" he asks.
"Well, no..." Francesco says, "But if I say no then you're gonna find a new boyfriend and you're gonna buy a loft in New York and make coffee for each other and adopt three children!" he exclaims sadly.
Lightning took a moment to absorb what Francesco just said, then another to process it.
"What?" he finally asks, bewildered.
Francesco bursts into tears.
Lightning is used to his boyfriend blowing things out of proportions, like that time lightning spun out on track and he tried to duct tape him to the bed so he would never get hurt again... or the time lightning burned his tongue on his coffee and Francesco made him stop drinking hot coffee for a month... but this took the cake as the weirdest case of over reaction yet. He pushed away from the desk and rolled over to where his boyfriend sat on the edge of the bed. he rolled himself in between his legs and pulled Francescos hands away from his face.
His eyes were wide and wet, and tears streaked down his face.
Lightning cupped his face gently, "Hey, it's okay..." he leans up and puts his forehead against his, "Why do you think i'm going to break up with you?" he finally asks, when Francescos tears have subsided.
"Well... you're beautiful, Lightning." He hiccups a little, "and i'm... not."
Lightning pulls away and stares at him for a moment in shock. He clamps his jaw shut and blinked a couple of times, in thought. he reaches up and tangles his fingers in his hair, "Your hair is amazing. The softest i've ever felt." he says quietly, and slowyly begins to travel down Francescos body, naming all the things he loves about it.
"Your eyes remind me of the forest... they remind me of home."
"Your hands are just the right size to hold."
"your neck is perfect for kissing."
and so on and so on. when he finished, Francesco was starring at him, confused.
Lightning stared his right in the eye, "I have never met someone who was so perfect and beautiful than you." he says strongly, "I've never met anyone i loved more than I love you."
Francesco smiles.
"I love you too..."
