Nero and Kyrie have a daughter. Nero leaves his daughter when she turns five and now his kid is having a kid. Aria refuses to tell her mom but maybe she can confide in someone close enough to her but who can't really judge; like the dad that left her.

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Aria

Chapter 8

I have to cover my mouth to keep from laughing. My dad is too funny under pressure. I'm tucked behind the banister, peering between the bars. Honestly, I would've been easy to spot, but Dad and Dante are a bit preoccupied. I'd heard the door close and just like every other time I'd heard it close in the past two days I left my room to see if it was Dad. This time it is but Dante beat me to greeting him. So I slip aside to partially hide myself and the scene I'm currently looking at is as follows: Dante has my blushing bride of a father pinned against the door from which he's just entered. He has his arms around his waist and their foreheads and noses are touching. Dad has just told Dante he thought he didn't love him and Dante just asked why he thought that.

When my dad doesn't respond Dante says, "Nero, I love you," then he places a gentle kiss on Dad's lips.

When Dante breaks the kiss Dad says, "I love you, too." and now they are in a pashionate lip lock. They climb the stairs like this. First four, Dante removes Dad's blue denim trench coat. Next four, off comes the red hoodie. Last four and at the top of the stairs, Dante pulls off Dad's black beeter.

Don't ask why I haven't moved yet. I know I've had ample opputnity. What can I say, I'm nosy.

Somehow, Dante and Dad haven't seen me yet. That is, until . . .

TH-THUNK!

"Ow!"

. . . that, happens.

"Aria!" my dad yells, one third angry, one third embarrassed, and one third surprised.

Now, I'm strange. Any normal person in this situation would maybe laugh nervously at their gay father under his boyfriend on the floor beside them. Me? Nope. I get up as quickly as I can saying, " Oh my God! I'm so sorry. Are you ok?"

My dad seems to twitch with annoyance under Dante. "Aria, it's 9:00 in the morning. You and your baby are recovering from some serious injuries. What the hell are doing up?"

"Well, I heard the shower running this morning and I tried to ignore it but I couldn't so instead I read for a while. Then, later, I heard the door close so I got up to see if it was you, which it was, but Dante got to you first and then you had a sweet moment and then you guys started making out and I couldn't risk moving, creaking a board or something, and interrupting you so I just waited here but then you tripped over me and then here we are now." I sum up without pausing.

Dante starts laughing. My dad rolls his azure eyes and simply states, "Go back to bed."

Dante starts climbing off my dad and helping him up, "Well, that killed the mood." he says.

And I, wide eyed and just realizing how extremely I've tampered, quickly add, "I'll leave you two alone." run down stairs and into the kitchen. But I prop the door open so I can still eavesdrop.

"You know what?" Dante suggests, "Maybe we should take this slow."

"Mhm." my dad hums his agreement and I hear footsteps coming down the stairs. I grab the barstool I've used to prop open the door and put it back, take a piece of fruit from the bowl on the island, take a bite, and just as they shirtless duo walks through the kitchen door I squeeze through saying, "I'm going to Trish and Lady's." and I grab my trench coat and leave.

I hardly hear my dad's, "In your pajamas?" when I close the door and start walking to the apartment complex.