Dino you handsome son of a—friggin Mafioso.
WELL HE IS.
I own Dino, Hayato, and Kyoya. I OWN THEM… in my dreams.
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He was the type of guy that would mess up in front of girls. Scratch that, guys and girls, in every age. Well, that's the case, if he didn't have his men around. But only with you he can be either extremely clumsy or extremely manly.
It was just another movie night, except it was raining and this time, he got to pick the movie. One of those Japanese horror movies, to be in fact.
"D-Dino…" You whimpered in fear.
And just as the scene made chills up your spine, a loud thunder roared from outside. You twitched.
"Come here." He pulled you onto his chest. One of his hands on your back, the other on your head, assuring you there was nothing wrong.
Thank god he was here. Then again—he was the one that chose the movie on a rainy night.
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Short! But I hope you like it~
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