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[not_mafia]

Who: Grandson and grandpa [or Tsuna and Giotto]
What: Tsuna recovering from EH. Family bonding time. Cuddles.
When: This morning
Where: Giotto's room
Rating: PG-13? (if tsuna flashbacks or something idk)

[Tsuna slept like the dead since he fell asleep in Giotto's arms. He was absolutely exhausted from the trip and had missed out on quite a bit of sleep due to anxiety, worry and grief. His sleep had been dreamless, and maybe blessedly so, because if he had dreams they would almost certainly have been nightmares.

When morning finally comes, his eyes flutter open, before fear suddenly floods in and he scrambles to a sitting position, jumping when Giotto's startled cat jumps off the bed. He looks at Gatta, and then he scans the room as his mind scrambles to think of what had happened last.

He remembers... the ship crashing. Him stumbling out and seeing Paradisa. Giotto finally came to him-- he was in the flesh, not a hallucination-- before Tsuna had fallen asleep in his arms.

That.... had actually happened, right?

Or was that a dream?

This looks like Giotto's room, and yet, he's spooked and uncertain if it really is. What if that had been a dream, what if his hallucinations had just gotten worse? Where was everybody, where was Reborn?

When his eyes land on Giotto, his expression remains guarded. Was he truly, honestly the real thing? Or was he a hallucination, and was he going to try and twist his position as the next Vongola boss, and tell him he should protect Reborn and Martel, protect Allen and Ino, those who were now his family, and get rid of everyone else...?

If Reborn or Martel or anyone he knew was there with him was nearby, he couldn't see or hear them. They couldn't validate if Giotto was the real thing, or if this place was the real thing.

His heart is racing.]

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[is_mafia]

[Giotto looks up from where he's sitting when he hears the bed creak and Gatta getting up. He meets Tsuna's eyes and sees that guarded expression, his Intuition telling him that Tsuna was tense, upset, expecting...something. And from what he's been reading in the journal, it was probably a hallucination. ...Did he think Giotto was a hallucination?]

...Bambino?

[He gets up, cautiously approaching him.]