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[Original] Reflections on the two of us [Bingo Italy]

Title: Reflections on the two of us

Fandom: Original

Characters / Pairing: Raffaele, Andrea (courtesy of iele_carmilla )

Rating: R

Wordcount: 480

Warning: language (minor)

Disclaimer: The characters are my and iele_carmilla \\ O /

Notes : Written with the prompt Soulmates for bingo_italia

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Andrea somehow I recognized immediately.

I understood the flight was not a one night stop.
like me, then.

mean, not that I do because I can not, of course I have no problem if I wanted to have a night off. Of course.

just do not want, it's not my style.

also because I, in fact, I fall in love relatively quickly.

It is not a good idea to go to bed with me one of which potentially fall in love with her. Unrequited, usually.

acknowledges that it was incorrect and had used mezzucci for which I am ashamed as a thief, but in my defense I can say that Scott has excited me and I have not touched Andre.

... not while sleeping, at least.

I swear. I was good.

Anyway, that's not the problem.

is that I really like Andre. And I liked it immediately.

I know, I started badly. But its bad, really. Why

let's face it, we do not make a great figure with the first approach to make you feel when you say that a blow would you give it to him.

And he thanked me.

So yes, that is, I presented myself as an idiot - is not that ever happen to me, eh, but that is not exactly sympathetic.

Anyway somehow we managed to go beyond that.

say that I tried to get around it not to trip over.

And when I got acquainted with him, we discovered that we have two big problems.

Our mothers.

I met her by chance and she thought I and his son to be together.

That was not true, but I was fine. Unless

then get to see mine too, mother.

And guess who has known her.

You have no idea of the diabolical of two women who want to become consuocere.

So, I'm a chef in a restaurant, no?

imagine the panic you hear me calling from a waiter because there is a table that asks me.

But the chef me, asked me to Raffaele .

Arrival in the room, my parents forced me to sit with them and I realize that at the next table Andrea is with her.

A disaster.

rightly his mother recognized me. And rightly thought it would be nice to join the tables.

At that moment, at that precise moment, Andre looked at me in the eye and saw the same panic I was feeling myself.

And I realized that it was not because I was involved , but because he and I were at the mercy of events.

But we survived and it united us. Very.

though it seems and he calls me bean and pretends not to think so.

But he started to treat me with more tenderness and less stupid.

And there's less panic, now, when our parents meet and decide to spend the party that controlled together with each other and with us. There

calms a bit 'at least we both know that.

That perhaps will be a talk excessively romantic, but a bit 'might mean that basically we could be soulmates.