#thejesterssons

Imelda smiled at the encouragement, kissing Luci’s hand so softly in thanks. She was nearly in tears after hearing the words come out of his mouth. This was something she definitely needed to hear right at the moment and she was really really grateful it came from somebody she cared deeply about.“Thank you, handsome..”

Imelda was angry for a moment, absolutely furious before she stopped and thought about what he said. And then she stared as a slight frown formed on her lips.“Well then you can be the one that takes care of the child, Luciano, because if it’s not mine I’m definitely not helping you.”Her voice was mocking, an amused one, but still mocking as she crossed her arms underneath her chest.

"Are you okay, handsome?"The woman looked genuinely worried, checking his forehead and his cheeks with the back of her palm."Do you want me to get Nate or do you just want to cuddle until the feeling is gone?"

She hummed, smiling as she kissed Luci gently, then kissed his cheek."I will always be yours— I love you too, handsome."

Imelda laughed, relaxing with a grin spreading on her face."Keep doing that handsome, let’s see how many times you can do it before you get pinned to a wall."

Lissa wasn’t very fond of anybody meeting her father really— she didn’t even like to visit. Unfortunately, though, there were times like this one where she merely couldn’t avoid it. Specifically because he had happened to visit out of the blue on a day Luciano had been over and she had sighed and sat down on the water bed in her apartment next to her boyfriend as her father walked in through the door and closed it, hanging up his hat and coat."—Luciano, Ramiro, Ramiro, Luci.""Ramiro?"Luciano stood up at that, walking over to go shake the man’s outstretched hand even though the elder never moved a muscle to get closer."Her father. A pleasure, Luciano."Ramiro’s Spanish accent was strong, even through his English and Liss beckoned Luci to come back to the bed and he did, sitting on it calmly."Whom I didn’t invite.""You are the one who left me your address, Imelda.""I didn’t leave you anything.”There was a bite in her comment and Luciano cleared his throat and rubbed at Lissa’s arm to calm her down, staring over to Lissa’s father idly."It’s nice to meet you."Lissa had scoffed at that, her way of blatantly disrespecting Ramiro, even if unwarranted and her father eyed her with an uncaring air."Acting like a child will get you nowhere, Mel,"His eyes traveled to Luciano then and he raised an eyebrow as Luciano stared between the two,"—and who are you to my daughter—""—None of your damned business—""I love her."At that both father and daughter stared over at Luciano and Ramiro walked over, having Lissa scoot over so he could sit down next to the man and Liss simply sighed and got off the bed, kissed her boyfriend and went off to the kitchen while Ramiro and Luciano talked for what had to be at least an hour.

Lissa was usually so careful— but the fall off the building was obviously too much for her to handle, and she didn’t want to admit it, but when her hand weakly reached up to her head and she pulled it away to see blood— all she could think to say was to curse at herself, and then she saw blackness. When she had woken up, she was nearly in a panic, though she was in too much pain to even think about showing it. Her eyes had darted around the room, trying to figure where she was, a way out and her eyes landed on familiar red and she suddenly felt a rush of calmness and reassurance."How was your sleep, Melly?"The words were said quietly, worry pushed back to give her reassurance, and she had immediately reached for his hand as he brushed tousled hair out of her face."Too long.."Luciano smiled, kissing her cheek and then her lips softly and she brushed a hand against his face, glad that at least somebody she loved was there when she woke up.