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Cliff’s version of flirting with Luca specifically is just staring too long and saying things in that low calm voice that immediately makes Luca defensive.

The first time Luca falls asleep on him during a flight, Cliff genuinely doesn’t move for almost two hours because he doesn’t want to wake him up.

Cliff acts very “whatever” about Luca stealing his clothes until he sees Luca wearing one of his hoodies after a bad loss and suddenly that hoodie becomes Cliff’s favorite thing on earth.

He’s obsessed with making Luca laugh. Like specifically the real laugh — the one where Luca throws his head back a little and forgets to be cool for five seconds.

Cliff figures out early that Luca pushes when he’s scared. Picks fights. Gets sarcastic. Says things he doesn’t mean just to see if Cliff stays anyway. Cliff staying becomes very important very quickly.

He calls Luca “pretty boy” specifically when Luca’s spiraling because it annoys him enough to snap him out of his own head.

Cliff doesn’t really get jealous until he realizes Luca genuinely doesn’t notice when people flirt with him. Then it becomes: Oh so I have to deal with this AND you’re oblivious.

Luca spends an embarrassing amount of time pretending Cliff means nothing to him while simultaneously memorizing his schedule, interviews, flight days, and preferred coffee order.

Luca’s favorite thing in the world is making Cliff lose composure. A sharp inhale. A jaw twitch. One annoyed “Luca.” Absolute victory.

He starts fights when he’s scared Cliff’s pulling away. Not consciously. He just gets sharper, meaner, louder. Cliff figuring that out ruins Luca’s entire strategy.

Luca loves being manhandled slightly. Hand on the back of his neck. Pulled into Cliff’s side. Guided through crowds. It makes him feel insane every single time.

He acts annoyed every time Cliff calls him petnames but secretly starts anticipating them. “Pretty boy.”  “Don’t call me that.” Please call me that again immediately.

Luca loves how big Cliff feels beside him. Bigger shoulders. Bigger hands. Steadier presence. He acts like this does not affect him whatsoever. It affects him tremendously.

Luca absolutely steals Cliff’s hoodies on purpose because they smell like him. He’d rather get hit by a truck than confess that.

He likes hearing Cliff laugh because it’s rare. Feels earned. Luca starts chasing that sound without realizing it.

Luca absolutely acts like he’s the emotionally unavailable one in the relationship until someone flirts with Cliff for too long and suddenly he’s standing way too close with an arm over the back of Cliff’s chair like he pays rent there.

Cliff learns very early that Luca gets quieter when he’s upset, not louder. The worse Luca feels, the softer he talks. So now Cliff notices immediately. “What happened?” “Nothing.” “Baby.” “Don’t ‘baby’ me right now.” “Okay. What happened?”

Cliff’s petnames are lethal because he uses them casually. “Move, sweetheart.” “You’re impossible, pretty boy.” “C’mere, darlin’.” And Luca hates how much those work on him.

Luca pretends he doesn’t like domestic shit but secretly loves it. Loves grocery shopping at midnight. Loves laying on the hotel bed while Cliff watches terrible reality TV. Loves when Cliff cooks and hands him little taste tests without looking up.

Cliff is weirdly smug about being one of the only people who can get Luca to apologize sincerely. Not often. But genuinely.

Luca acts like he’s immune to romance but one time Cliff absentmindedly kisses the top of his head while half asleep and Luca thinks about it for like three weeks.

They have a running argument over who fell first. Cliff says Luca did because he was “obsessed from day one.” Luca says Cliff did because he “looked at me like a Victorian widow after one hookup.” Neither of them are correct. It was simultaneous and catastrophic.