Continuing the idea of church AU with Duke!Medici x priest!Grisha.
I’ve written some fragment for this AU 👉👈 English is not my first language so.. sorry for mistakes and poor grammar, ehe~ Enjoy 🫶
Note: Grigory is a full name for Grisha. I thought it was more suitable for this AU.
His hands smelled like incense and dry herbs. Medici closed his eyes for a second, capturing the moment, before tearing his lips away and pressing to the hand his forehead.
"Holy Father", he smiled as usually and straightened up.
"Duke Medici", Father Grigory answered with a nod and a weak smile.
He always smiled like this — barely noticeable, with only the corner of his thin lips, as if neither be able to nor willing to show more. Medici wondered, how did he smile to the abbey’s children? He has never seen Father close enough to witness it when those boys were playing around him, but was pretty sure that Grigory’s gaze always softened and was filled with warmth.
"Did you want to pray today? I can call for Father Aucucius, if you’d like to", asked the priest.
"No need", answered Medici with a smirk.
He’s always thought that Father Aucucius was way too prideful for a mere Deacon. But even if it wasn’t for him, Medici would decline the offer — after all, he wasn’t here for sermon.
"I’d like to listen to you, Father."
For a moment, Grigory’s gaze stilled, but he took control over himself quickly.
"I see", he tilted his head slightly and the sunlight highlighted his eyes. They looked amber. Mesmerized, Medici parted his lips, he could not tear his gaze away.
"You shouldn’t give such obvious preference to the mere abbots like me, Duke. Well, let's go to the prayer room then, I'll give you a sermon."
Of course, Medici knew what Father Grigory has meant. The Grand Duke of Tuscany, the ruler of Florence, and nephew of the current Pope couldn’t just visit the ordinary abbey to listen to sermon of a specific priest. People might’ve thought he wanted to make the priest an archbishop and promote him to the papal council as his own man to strengthen the family’s power. Father Grigory himself has been always telling Medici that he didn’t want to hold such a high position and that the actions of the Duke put him in a difficult position. Well, Medici sincerely tried to not bring troubles to the priest but… Following the tall, handsome figure of the Father Grigory, he couldn’t help himself from feeling the heat in his heart. He wanted to touch this silk hair and put there a kiss, wanted to stay as close as he could smelling the incense radiating from the Father’s skin, wanted to drown in the sunny-golden eyes and their warmth. It was his little heaven. The only place Medici wanted to return to no matter how far he’s gone.
