dante exposito

“Yes it is,” Gianna whispered, tilting her head to look over at him. “It’s my fault because I let you think that was okay, because I–” she didn’t want to say it, didn’t want to admit that while she loved Theo, she definitely was feeling some sort of affection towards Dante.

“I let you think it was okay,” Gianna repeated, looking back down at her legs.

“no, i came to that conclusion on my own,” he admits. dante turns his whole body towards her, because his neck hurts a bit and he’s still tipsy and he wants to be able to see her better and he’s still hopelessly crushing on her. god, he needs to get his shit in check. 

“Dante–” she couldn’t get a word in, and while she wanted to protest and tell him that everything was alright, Gianna knew he was speaking the truth. She was dating Theo, and he shouldn’t have kissed her. But that didn’t mean she didn’t like it, even just a little bit. But she was doing her best to keep that a secret.

“It’s okay,” she said softly, moving to sit on the edge of the bed next to Dante. She sighed, looking down. “I shouldn’t have given you reason to think that was a good idea. It’s my fault.” Classic Gianna. Always taking the blame for things that weren’t her fault.

“gianna, it’s not your fault,” he tells her, seriously, turning his head as she moves to sit next to him. he wants to lean into her, wants to comfort her, but doesn’t, for the simple fact that if he does, he’s not entirely sure he won’t stop himself this time. just being in the room alone with her is kind of messing him up.

Gianna froze at the idea of Dante kissing her. She loved Theo, more than anything in the entire world, but she always felt like there was something he was hiding, like he’d never give his whole self to her. With Dante, however, Gianna was never in doubt of how he felt for her. And maybe, she felt the same way. 

So when he leaned in to kiss her, Gianna found herself not protesting right away, allowing him to kiss her softly before pulling back slightly. “Dante–”

when gianna pulled back, guilt flushed through dante’s whole body in a second, a reaction he’s never been used to, barely ever felt. it has him opening his eyes, sitting up on her bed. “shit. sorry. i know you’re dating theo. i know i’m too drunk for this.”

Gianna chuckled, shaking her head as she headed into her closet. Quickly, she changed from her outfit into a pair of leggings and a Zeta tee shirt, moving to sit on her bed once she was done. “I’m excited for a nice pile of guac,” she smirked, placing her order before moving her laptop to the side and laying down next to Dante. “How drunk are you?” she whispered.

“sober enough to know that kissing you right now would be a very bad idea,” he admits, quietly. he knows she knows that he likes her, thinks that maybe she likes him back? he knows that theo would kill him if he ever found out about the true nature of their relationship. dante turns on his side so that he’s facing her. “but drunk enough not to really care.”

“Yeah, he does,” Gianna would chuckle, a smirk on her face as she lead him into the house and up to her room. She was thankful that the house was mostly empty at this point; she didn’t want to deal with questions. “I know for a fact that Chipotle is on Postmates,” she smirked, sitting him down on her bed and grabbing her laptop. “Put in your order.”

The problem wasn’t that Aubrey was opposed to treating herself, or having nicely manicured nails. The problem was that she didn’t like to waste her time, and she honestly wasn’t sure how much she and Dante would have to talk about. But he was just sitting there looking sad, tapping away on his phone, and her new book was boring. “Let’s go get manicures.” Aubrey suggested before she could change her mind, “I’m not watching reality tv with you, but I wouldn’t mind a movie.”

@exposedito​

“Theo would be happy I’m taking care of his best friend,” she smirked at him, playfully shoving him as she made her way to the house. Parking in her spot, she got out of the car and waited for Dante. “We can order food if you want.”

“You can sleep in my bed,” Gianna explained as she pulled out of her spot, beginning to drive back to the Zeta house. “We don’t need you getting into more trouble, Dante.”

“Silencio,” Gianna chuckled, looping her arm with his and leading him out to her car. Once they were in, she buckled up and turned on the engine. “I’m taking you back to the Zeta house, I’m pretty sure the cops are still at ASP.”

“Multiple times, yes,” Gianna smirked, handing him the things that the police had taken when he was arrested. “That’s not very nice, Dante,” she chuckled, blushing slightly. “Come on, I’m parked in 10 minute parking.”

he’d been arrested after the asp party. it wasn’t a fun time, and he’d been worried the entire time that they’d look up his name and find out that he’s here on a visa.

but before the detectives would let him go, they had a few questions. (under the cut.)