Luciano noticed the movement and watched him through the corner of his eye. "Hmph, is that it? Being ignored? Left alone?" He asked, hoping to get something out of him.

"Yes, I know it's stupid but the thought has been haunting me since I was smaller, I don't think I would be able to survive being abandoned, it had happened once before and it hurt so much, no one understands! They only see me as a monster, all I wanted was someone to be my friend, to be loved but they see me and run, it hurts each time that it happens"

"You actually want people to be your friends? I don't see why you would. I push people away to keep from getting hurt."

"I just want to feel loved, to know that if I was to die right now someone would care and someone would be sad, I just want people to see the real me and love me anyway. But even if you push people away, the pain is still here, and it hurts"

Luciano looked outside. If Ivan was thinking of suicide, he would kill him before he killed himself. He's already lost one too many people to suicide. It hurt. And that's exactly why he pushed people away.

"Asshole, I may not trust you a shit ton, but you have me now. And Flavio. Flavio will be your friend as long as you don't try to hurt him."

"Really you and your brother are willing to be my friend, even though you know about how I am? It makes me happy that you are my friend, and I would never try to hurt any of you" Ivan said as a huge grin spread across his face, as he felt the whole in his heart start to fill.

Luciano only nodded, "But I'm warning you, if you do try to hurt either one of us then you will die." Now with Ivan being his friend, that meant that Lutz and Gillen would be his friends too and whoever they were friends with.

"Okay I won't hurt you, you are my first friend and I would never want to hurt you, or do anything to hurt you and if I do then I gladly except to be killed, because then I would deserve it" Ivan said as he yawned, he was feeling pretty tired, this had been a long day.

Luciano looked at his plate. It was a mess. Sighing, he nodded, "You'll have to deal work being dressed up," He warned.

Ivan nodded as he wondered if it was time to start the next part of the date, because the food was finished. Should he ask him to leave with him, or wait until the other wanted to?

Luciano pushed around what was left on his plate before finishing off his water.

"I was wondering if you wanted to come back home with me... you don't have to, we can go back to yours, but that's your choice or we could just take a walk-"

"Smooth move," he said with a smirk. From what he knew, that typically meant that it would lead to sex later.

Ivan smiled as he nodded, "so what's your answer?"

"I don't care," he answered simply

"Okay let's go back to mine?" Ivan said as he stood up and waited for the other to follow.

Luciano stood up, nodding a bit. "Why not?"

Ivan walked outside of the restaurant and shivered as he felt the wind blow through his hair, he started walking towards his house and started to feel nervous, he felt hot as he wondered what this is going to lead to, he was still a virgin and he didn't know how to act in this situation.

Luciano followed him silently. He didn't mind the cold wind because it felt good to him after sitting in a crowded place for so long.

Ivan finally reached his house, and opened the door for the other and then offered him some vodka, wondering if he would accept.

Luciano glanced around his house. It was nice. At the offer, he declined, not being a big vodka fan.

"Is there anything else you would rather drink?" Ivan asked after pouring himself some Vodka, maybe it would help with his nerves

Luciano shrugged, "Do you have wine?" He asked, wine being just about the only thing he would eat.

"Yeah, red or white?"

"Red," he loved red. Both the flavour and colour.

Ivan smirked when he heard the others preference, of course it would be red the colour of blood and violence, but also the colour of love, red would suit Luciano perfectly. Ivan went to get a glass of red wine, and returned to pass it to the Italian. Ivan watched him; Ivan wondered what he should do next.