Santa, baby... feat. Francesco
The last month had gone by in a blur. There was so many projects he had to hand in. On top of that, he had to make time for his therapy visits and doctor visits. He’d dealt with a lot more than he had wanted to but it had been to help him take back control of his life. Francesco had been a great help of course. He had no idea where they were standing in their relationship but he hadn’t slept in his dorm about a month. Francesco’s tiny apartment had served as their home. They hadn’t gone further than they had the night of Francesco’s birthday but something had definitely shifted.Â
They were always together for breakfast and dinner. They made sure to let the other know if they’d be late. They waited up and crawled into bed with each every night. There were good morning, good night, and goodbye kisses. They’d slipped into domesticity without realizing it. Lightning didn’t understand a thing except that he loved Christmas and there was no point in decorating his dorm so Fran’s apartment would do.Â
He couldn’t wait for his very own Grinch to see it.
