#also tha name vale put tho his baby is the beautiful one

[muxas-world2]

It’s noisy in the garage—mechanics coming and going, tools clinking. He’s relaxing in his seat when he feels a tiny hand tap his leg.

“Pecooo… Oh, you’re not Pecco,” says a little girl, her big, wet eyes already starting to look teary. He definitely doesn’t want problems with that side of the garage, so he quickly tries to console her.

“Shhh, hey, princesa! Don’t worry, it’s fine,” he says gently. They play for a little while, her giggles easing the tension, until she looks up at him and asks, “What’s your name?”

“It’s Marc, nena. What’s yours?” he asks, twirling one of her curls.

“GUILIETTA! Where are you?”

Marc doesn’t even need to look to know who the voice belongs to. And honestly, he should’ve known sooner. The kid’s curls and eyes are a perfect copy of the man now standing in front of him..

“Here you are. I’m sorry, she’s…” The man’s voice trails off as his eyes land on Marc.

“What are you doing here?” he finally asks, tension rising, but before Marc can answer, the little girl pipes up.

“Dad, this is my friend Marc!”

He looks at Marc, his expression unreadable. Then, without another word, he sighs, turns to his daughter, and mutters a quiet “thank you” to Marc.

….“I’m taking the kid.”

“But Dad, I want to play!” she protests.

“Say bye. Come on,” he says firmly.

He leads her away, leaving Marc to watch them go…watching those same blue eyes while waving godbay…