+ @tellemidied asked: *MJ getting kisses from all her boys*

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"First of all, don't say it like that. It makes you sound so much older than you are, and not in a sexy silver fox way. And second ... a good gossiper knows the value of her secrets. So if you wanna know what I know, you're gonna have to pay up."

"Happy Birthday, mi amor." she smiles softly, tugging him down to kiss his cheek.

There’s a small smile, at least happy there was no large spectacle about his birthday. Andrei was more than fine with the words and the soft kiss to his cheek to show her feelings towards this day of his. “Thank you, iubire.” He moves to place a mos to her lips before standing up at his full height. “And thank you for not doing a lot. This….this is fine.”

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"Do you think it has anything to do with your father?" - Lina mafia

He'd been picking at the skin on his tattooed hands, rough patches from lifting and training when in his free time. Lost in thought on the days events, he hadn't entirely registered what she had said. It wasn't until he hears it again, the word father pulling him almost immediately from his mind. "What? What would that have to do with anything?" He questions, tone slightly irritated as he wondered what entirely she meant. If the others who had attempted to strong arm him with the deal was because of his father or with how he handled the situation. Either way, he felt he didn't need to be analyzed if that was the case. Shifting in his seat, he looks back down at his hands for a moment before they curled into tight fists. "I just think they were trying to one up me, thinking they could." He shrugged, putting out there the assumption and hope that it was about tonight and nothing else.

❛ clean yourself up. you're getting blood all over the place. ❜ - Lina

There wasn't really much room for argument from the mob boss. He knew how she felt if he left a mess but he did need help in handling a wound from a recent encounter. A business deal gone wrong, someone thinking they could get one up on the mafioso and failed terribly. Not without getting in a hit of their own of course, but it wasn't one that would kill him. It might just add a scar to the ever growing collection that scattered about his tattooed frame. "I know, I know." He says with a wave of his hand as he makes his way to the bathroom, turning the water on in the sink. When it got warm enough, he used the water to clean off his face followed by his hands. His shirt soon followed and used to then apply pressure to the cut at his side. "Um..." Leon pauses a moment and looks to the open doorway. "I may need some help." He says, not entirely asking for her hand but in the end nudging her to come closer for her to make that decision for herself.