#slz x reader

[vkooksupremacy]

I'm Home

Bang Chan x Male Reader

Warnings : Insecurity, Doubt, very short.

Chan had been on the world tour for months now. Y/N wasn't sure whether Chan would return in time for his birthday. Or if he was going to want to celebrate it at all. Insecurities bubbled in him, maybe Chan didn't care.

The weeks stretched by, taking longer than Y/N wanted. Y/N's birthday drew nearer, and doubt gnawed at his insides with every passing day.

Now, two days away, a text came through from Chan.

Chan

Hey baby 😘

Sorry for the raodp silence, managers thought it would be best if we didn't have our phones.

I'm omw to the airport rn.

hopefully be back in time for your special day.

Take your time :)

This alone brought a smile to Y/N's face. So Chan hadn't forgotten after all. He was considerably happier after that. There was still lingering sadness, doubt that Chan would be back in time, but it was forgotten by overwhelming joy, that Chan still cared about him.

The following two days passed quickly, fueled by Y/N's joy. But no Chan came. The day flew from morning into afternoon, the sun setting too quickly for Y/N's liking.

He awaited the sound of the lock clicking open, for Chan to call out to him. He was buried in Chan's hoodie that he'd given before the tour. Y/N had worn it almost everyday since Chan left.

Just as he gave up any hope his boyfriend was coming back today, the lock clicked. Y/N sat up from where he was slumped in his seat.

"I'm home!" Chan called, the door swinging open. Y/N shot out of his seat and into the arms of his boyfriends. He was taller than Chan by half a head, and the shorter looked up at him with what could only be described as a lovesick grin.

"You're home." Y/N giggled, pecking his cheek and releasing Chan. "I missed you."

"I missed you more." Chan replied. "You can't say anything else. I missed you more than you missed me."

The rest of the night was spent cuddling in bed, exchanging how their days went without each other.

[yup-thats-me]

VALENTINE'S WITH SKZ

♡ Christopher Bangchan ♡

pretends to be oblivious all week

On the 14th, he'll wake you up to breakfast in bed

Kissing you nonstop

Take you roaming around the city

Lunch at a nice cozy restaurant

A fancy candlelight dinner date

I feel like he'll gift you a jewellery

♡ Lee Min-Ho ♡

Nothing all week whatsoever

Will make you think he doesn't know about 14th and you'd be oaky with it cause you know how busy he can be

But on 14th, he'll give you a small but a heartfelt gift Like a ring with something meaningful written than one of you had said to each other, or a pendant of the same kind

Will make you your favourite dish for dinner with a candle and dim lights in your dining

A movie date night with him, Soonie, Doongie and Dori :>

♡ Seo Changbin ♡

Being the big boy that he is, he'll take you on a shopping spree

Will buy you anything you lay your hand on

Shower you with extravagant gifts

Take you to a fancy-ass restaurant and will have the entire floor reserved just for the two of you

Have you wearing a special lingerie that he bought just for that day

And the night will be a long one with all the toys he had bought ;)

♡ Hwang Hyunjin ♡

Will give you a painting that he'd been working on for so long.

A picture with figures without facial features but surely is the two of you.

You'd hang it up in your living room, reminding you of your Prince whenever you look at it

14th will be a normal day with cuddles all day and dinner that the two of you made together with a candle and slow songs

♡ Han Jisung ♡

I bet you he'll have the whole week planned out a month before

He'll gift you little things but I feel like he's the kind to be shy to give it

So he'll just leave then at your house with a note saying, "happy chocolate day," or "happy promise day."

And on the 14th, he'll give you a big shopping bag and say, "Wear this tonight," with a smug smile and a wink

And when you do, you see a beautiful dress with the best shade of your favorite color

And he'll reserve a private place for the two of you in a high-end restaurant where the two of yiu could enjoy the night view of the beautiful city

♡ Lee Felix Yongbok ♡

Gifts all week

Will show up at your university to give you gifts cause you'll be too busy with assignments

He can do anything to show his girlfriend how much he loves her and cares for her

Will get into trouble with their PR but doesn't care

Shower you with his love and all of his attention all week, not that he doesn't the rest of the year, but extra. Making up for the time he was away from you.

Will bring you souvenir from every country they go to and gift them to you

On the 14th, he'll give you a cute massive teddy with a love letter

♡ Seungmin ♡

On the 14th he'll arrange a road trip and have a picnic

Only the two of you

Chocolates boxes in store for you

During the journey, he'll talk about how he had missed you, and was sorry for not giving you enough attention.

Picnic with a blanket and a bottle of wine or two, home made breakfast that he made.

He'll arrange the picnic in a flower field, I feel like.

Will pluck flowers and make you a bouquet.

Will lay with his head on your lap and talk about anything and everything

Will give you plushies and loads and loads of chocolate

And last but not the least, stargazing with him in am empty land near a river

♡ Yang Jeongin ♡

He'll really be oblivious of Valentines day like legit he'd be like what???

Then when you'll give him your present for him, he'll remember and be a bit embarrassed

But will ask you out for a date night, nonetheless.

He'll take you to a cozy restaurant that is less crowded and will give you a cute present there.

He'll apologise for forgetting but honestly, who'll stay mad at him?

You'll instantly pull him closer and kiss saying you already forgave hin long ago.

[imafivestarkpopstan]

Hyunjin : Jisung is MINE!

Y/N : uh no, bro.

Jisung : Guys, your both dating me, doesn't that mean YOU belong to ME?

Y/N : Nu-uh Hyunjin's mine!

Chan : Here we go again

[dreamescapeswriting]

Stray Kids Reaction ¦¦ Parenting Teenagers

CHAN:

Chan sat down across from his son and was already beginning to blush as he thought about what he was going to talk about. Your teenage son was finally getting to that age where he was interested in dating and Chan needed to have "the talk" with him. 

"Dad? What are we doing?" Your son asked as he stared at Chan, feeling awkward that his dad looked so embarrassed about something. 

"We need to have a talk," Chan cleared his throat, looking at his son and smiling softly. He could remember how awkward this had been when he had the talk with his father and he didn't want the same thing for his son. Chan needed this to go over smoothly and calmly, he didn't want to come across as overbearing or something. 

"Dad..."

"This is going to be a serious discussion and I know it's going to be hard to listen to," Your son began shaking his head cutting Chan off mid-sentence and laughing a little. 

"Don't worry dad, mum beat you to it." Smirking from the door you looked at Chan, you knew it was going to be something Chan would struggle with. 

"Okay, but did she tell you about how to care for someone you love? Make them feel appreciated?" Scoffing you looked at Chan, 

"We're not going to give sex tips to our child-"

"We're not, I'm talking about having sanitary products in his en-suite if a friend stays over," You blinked at Chan, you remembered when you first began dating that he would have all of those in the dorms bathroom. 

"Having hoodies for them? Anything to make them feel wanted and happy." You smiled softly leaving Chan and your son to talk over everything they would need in the bathroom for a friend staying over. 

MINHO:

Minho was normally the laid back kind of dad, the kids would go to him if they wanted something and knew you would say no. He wasn't really the kind of father that would be overpowering with his kids and a little laid back with punishments. 

"Yeah! You don't fucking get it, mum! You're just so clueless about everything going on! You don't even care about me!" As soon as Minho heard your daughter screaming at you he stood up from his desk and walked into the hallway. 

"Daddy! Tell her she's being stupid." Minho stared at his daughter, 

"Don't call your mother stupid." The sudden authoritative tone shocked both you and your daughter.

"I'll stop when she stops being stupid," Minho shook his head, holding up his hand to stop your daughter from continuing with her sentence. 

"Apologise to your mother right now,"

"You haven't even heard my side-" Minho wasn't even going to let her continue.

"I don't need to. You don't speak to anybody like that, let alone your own mother." Your daughter froze on the spot, her dad had never been the one to tell her off before and it was a little jarring. 

"Mum, I'm sorry." Minho nodded and turned to you as your daughter stormed off back to her bedroom. 

"What was wrong with her?" He questioned as you walked into his arms and snuggled close to him. 

"I won't let her go to some party at the weekend," He chuckled and kissed the top of your head. 

CHANGBIN:

You stared at Changbin from the bathroom door, he was sitting on the bed looking at some of the old photo albums you had. 

"What are you doing baby?" You questioned getting onto bed and rubbing his shoulders from behind. Looking at all of the baby photos he had out of your daughter together. 

"She was so small and cute," He whined flicking over the images that you had. 

"She was," You smiled laying your head on his shoulder and smiling until you heard Changbin sniffle. 

"What's wrong?" You whispered looking up at him as he shook his head. 

"She's growing up too quickly, I don't like it." You smiled realising where all of this was coming from. Your daughter was out on her first-ever date and you were both left waiting at home for her to come back.

"We're never going to get our little girl back," He complained looking at the photos of your daughter growing up. You giggled a little shaking your head at him, 

"Baby, she's still going to be our little girl. She'll always be our little girl," You laughed softly kissing his temple as he shook his head. 

"She'll be going off to college soon, getting her own family." Laughing softly your kisses his cheek softly, putting the album down onto the bed. 

"We could always make another little girl or boy," You'd been meaning to ask him about having another child for a while and this was the perfect time to bring it up. 

"Another baby? You want that?" Nodding at him he smiled and kissed you softly, pushing you down onto the bed. 

"Then we better get moving," He smirked kissing down your neck when the door opened downstairs and he jumped away. 

"She's home!" He chuckled rushing out of the bedroom to go and greet your daughter.

HYUNJIN:

"Are you sure you need five of them?" Hyunjin questioned down the phone as he looked at the pregnancy tests in front of him. 

"Yes, some of them can come back fake negatives or fake positives, We've been through this." You whimpered down the phone, looking at the TV while you sent Hyunjin for your tests. You had been trying for a second baby so it wasn't a shock. 

"Fine, but I'll buy six just so it's an even number," He mumbled putting six tests into the basket when he heard your daughters laughter fill his ears. 

"Is that our daughter?" He asked thinking that it was coming from down the phone. 

"She's at school," You informed him as he nodded to himself, looking around him thinking he could have sworn it was your daughter's laugh. 

"I'll be home soon, drink lots of water." You hummed before hanging up and going to drink the water he told you. 

As Hyunjin was making his way to the counter that was when he saw her. Your daughter and a boy, holding hands and laughing together as they skipped school. Slowly making his way over to her he stood behind her in the line. 

"Aren't you supposed to be in school?" Letting out a squeal your daughter dropped the boy's hand and stared at her father. 

"Daddy! It's not what it looks like, I'm on my lunch break." Clearly, a lie as she pulled on her earlobe. 

"At 9 am?" He questioned looking the boy up and down that she was with and then looking back at your daughter. 

"Get to school before I tell your mother, shall I take you and your friend?" She shook her head violently promising that she would go straight to school.

JISUNG:

"Jisung? What's going on?" You laughed when you walked over to him. He was standing at the table where your son's birthday cake was being set up. Candles on the top reading out his age as he sniffled. 

"He's getting too old for this," He told you as he looked over at your Son who was talking to a group of girls rather than enjoying his party. 

"He's getting to that age where girls are more important than anything else." You reminded him as you pressed a kiss on his shoulder blade. 

"I was never like that," You laughed a little before you realised how serious Jisung was about it. 

"That's the biggest lie I've ever heard, baby you were exactly the same." You poked his chest as he shook his head, pulling you into his arms and kissing your cheeks. 

"I was a one-girl kind of man, I never talked to too many." Rolling your eyes at him you shook your head, kissing his chin as he stared over at your son. 

"Just have the talk with him at some point, he'll want to hear it from his father and not his mother." You whispered going to find a match to light the candles.

FELIX:

"What's all this?" You asked when you walked into the kitchen to find Felix baking alone. It was supposed to be him and his daughter tonight but she was nowhere to be seen. 

"She went to the movies," There was a hint of sadness in his voice as he looked at the batter in the bowl below him. 

"Oh! Her friends asked her?" You questioned walking closer and stealing some of the cake batter. 

"You knew?!" You nodded at him, not seeing the big deal with your daughter hanging out with her friends. 

"It was supposed to be our night tonight, we always bake on Friday's and then we eat it while watching movies." Smiling weakly at Felix you rubbed his lower back, 

"Baby, she's almost seventeen, she isn't going to want to spend her Friday nights with her parents." You whispered as he shook his head, 

"But she's our little girl." He told you as he kept staring the batter around the bowl despite the ingredients being well combined. 

"She's seventeen next week, she wants to spend time with her friends at the movies." You pressed a small kiss to Felix's jawline, you knew you weren't going to make him feel better about this. 

"But-"

"Lixie...She's getting too old for this...We can bake together," You offered but he pouted at you, this was something he and your daughter had been doing since she was younger. It was going to be odd not doing it with her all of the time but he knew he would have to get over it. It would always be there if she wanted to keep doing it in the future.

SEUNGMIN:

You were practically pulling Seungming to sit down beside you as your daughter sat across from you with her boyfriend. It was the first time Seungmin was meeting him and he was a little upset about it. It was beginning to set in that he wasn't going to be the only important guy in her life anymore. That someone else was coming along and taking that number one spot from him. 

"It's lovely to meet you, I hope you enjoy brownies because her uncle Felix has been baking them all day." You smiled at her boyfriend as he nodded his head. 

"Thank you, Mrs Kim and Mr Kim, it's lovely to meet you both too." On the bright side of this, her boyfriend seemed as though he was going to be a good fit for her. He seemed so sweet enough for her and you knew Seungmin was never going to approve of him or anyone that would date your daughter. 

"Seungmin help me in the kitchen," You laughed softly as you pulled him up from the chair, pulling him into the kitchen. 

"She's too young for a boyfriend," He complained as you shook your head, cutting up some brownies and putting them onto some plates.

"She's sixteen baby, she's going to date." You replied, grabbing some milk and pouring it into some glasses for everyone. Shaking your head as Seungmin mumbled over and over again that sixteen was far too young to be dating. 

JEONGIN:

Jeongin was doing his best to explain to your son that he needed to do as he was told. 

"Back in my day, we always had to listen to our fathers," He countered as your son began shaking his head, 

"Back in your day, you had to be careful of the dinosaurs eating you." Your mouth felt as though it had dropped to the floor as you heard it come from your son that Jeongin was old. Jeongin was used to being the baby of the group, the maknae and now he was being told he was old. 

"I'm not that old," He defended shaking his head while you did your best not to laugh. 

"Dad! You're ancient, things are different from when you were in high school." You bit down on your lip, trying not to laugh as Jeongin began ranting about how young he was. 

"Baby...Admit it, you're just not that young anymore." You teased once your son left the room, pulling Jeongin into a sweet kiss as he pouted. 

"Never thought I would miss being the baby and the young one." He mumbled, sipping on his tea as you giggled softly.

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[purplelalaland]

—Waiting On You—

SKZ+reader - College SKZ smau: crack, angst, steamy, mature.

Chapter 14 . I’m not stupid

Warnings: Swearing

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[40sbarnes]

Medici: Spymasters of Florence

Chapter 13: A Flicker of Melted Ice

okay just letting you all know i have this story planned for 20 chapters and it should still fit into that... sorry it’s super long!! i do appreciate you guys still sticking around <3 

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pairings; slow slowburn lorenzo x reader, platonic francesco x reader

Hundreds of voices spoke over each other, all droning into one loud chatter as it reached your ears. You had successfully made your way into the banquette. Lorenzo had entered separately earlier, of course, to avoid suspicion, trusting you to snake your own way in. Which you had. You stood at the end of the hall, taking in the scene before you. You were now dawned in your new dress, which forced your posture that slight bit taller. Between you and Lorenzo fussing, you had figured your hair into a resemblance of how you'd seen noble women wear it. Still, you felt a little out of your depths. You had performed similar missions for Pazzi before, he claimed it as one of the advantages of having a woman work for him, but those had been in Florence. Sure, Venice wasn't all so different, but you weren't granted the same knowledge Lorenzo's schooling as a child had given him. You knew little of the place, or the people there either.

It was certainly an unsettling feeling, not having the secrets of the guests stored away, as if they were weapons themselves. Of course, you still had your actual weapons, but a nonviolent route was always preferred. You never appreciated the sensation of Lorenzo being better equipped than you, but as you scanned the crowd, and you found him entertaining a group as they threw their heads back in laughter, you were forced to endure it. His eyes fell on yours for a second, his lips twitching further into the smirk already sitting on his face, you shot him the tiniest of smiles before looking away, in fear someone would notice. 

And then, you began to work. Making your way around the hall, eavesdropping on the finest of the Venetian population. Most of it was beyond boring, rich people droning on about rich people things. Some of it was juicy, but nothing of real substance, nothing that could help Lorenzo until…, you over heard the name 'Jacopo Pazzi' fall from someone's lips, and you made your way closer. They were discussing exactly what you'd hoped.

"Well he promised Vitelli a percentage of the trade through Bologna when they cease trade with Milan," one of the men spoke.

"How can Pazzi promise such a thing? Isn't Medici pushing for a treaty with Milan currently?" They lowered their voices as they continued, clearly aware the man they spoke of was in attendance.

"It won't pass. Not after his sister disgraced Soderini and his son. They needed his vote," the men sounded far too smug for your liking.

"A Pazzi in charge of Florence? I never thought I'd see the day," they all chuckled, and you had to stop yourself from joining in. They wouldn't see that day. Not if you could help it.

Parting from the groups of people standing around, you searched the room for Lorenzo once again. You eventually located him, on the dance floor, engaging in the routine everyone magically seemed to know. You assumed it to be taught in their schooling, and you imagined a young Lorenzo tripping over his feet. You forced the smile off your face, surveying not only Lorenzo but the people surrounding him, the dance seemed repetitive enough, and if you joined it would be an inconspicuous way to discuss your new found information with him.

Edging closer to the dance floor, you continued to watch Lorenzo, as he switched partners to a beautiful young woman. She whispered something in his ear, and a grin fell onto his lips. You felt your heart twinge slightly, but forced the feeling away as you tried to keep a straight face.

"Not enjoying the banquet?" To your shock, Vitelli had appeared at your side. You immediately bowed your head.

"No, Messer, the banquet is wonderful. Your grandson even more so," you congratulated him, hoping he wasn't offended.

"A heavy boy he is as well," he chuckled, and you eased up slightly, seeing his light humour.

"That is what they're saying," you grinned, your eyes not listening to your better judgement and falling on Lorenzo where he was still enjoying himself.

"Madonna..." he trailed off, not knowing your name.

"Cellini," you finished for him, "Anastasia Cellini."

"Well, Madonna Cellini, how long are you planning on watching the festivities before joining in?" His question caught you off guard.

Your eyes locked on his, before quickly shifting to the floor beneath you. "Me? No... I couldn't," you shook your head, playing up the modest act you knew noble women to put on.

"Why ever not?"

"I have two left feet," you chuckled, holding your hands together in front of you.

"Luckily for you, I have two right," you spun to the sound of the voice, to see one of the men who had been discussing Lorenzo earlier standing behind you.

"Cousin!" Vitelli embraced the man, they must've been second cousins or something of the matter, as the man didn't seem many years your senior.

"Madonna Cellini, this is my cousin, Porziano Lisi," Vitelli introduced you too, and you curtseyed before him, but he took your hand into his, placing a kiss on your knuckles.

"My pleasure," he lowered your hand, although not quite letting go of it. You felt eyes on you, but you didn't dare look for the owner. "Well, shall we?" He offered, strolling backwards to lead you to the floor as the band came to the end of the song.

"Enjoy!" Vitelli laughed, before spinning around to the people waiting to congratulate him.

"I was not spinning a tale when I said I do not have an aptitude for dancing," you warned him, as he positioned you in line with the rest of the dancers, readying themselves for the next song. You glanced over your shoulder to see Lorenzo staring at you, not seeming amused. You turned back to your partner, Lorenzo wasn't far behind, and it wouldn't take long to get to him.

"I find that hard to believe, a woman of your grace," Lisi grinned down at you, you mustered a smile back, as the gentle strumming of the bands instruments began to fill the hall once again.

In fairness to your partner, he lead you in the dance with little trouble, and when it came time to swap partners, you found yourself facing Lorenzo already. You don't know how he managed it, but you were grateful. He was more than enough to satisfy your quota for dealing with rich men.

"I didn't realise we were here to enjoy ourselves, Bellondini," Lorenzo smiled, his hand mirroring yours, as you began the movements of the dance.

"That's amusing coming from you," you bit back laughter, "but I certainly am not. I've been busy," you raised an eyebrow as you turned to face him, continuing the dance, although you were notably close. Lorenzo mimicked you, his own brows lifting, asking a question he didn't say aloud.

"Pazzi promised Vitelli profits of trade he has set up with Bologna when Milan falls through," you informed him of your findings.

Lorenzo scrunched his nose in frustration, glancing away for a moment, "Well..." he sounded defeated.

"No, not well, Pazzi can't promise that. Not with your Milan treaty," you reminded him, confused as to why he seemed so pessimistic.

"I don't know if there will be a treaty. Not without Soderini's vote," Lorenzo sighed, as he lifted his arm to twirl you underneath. "And now that my sister won't marry his son, I fear I will no longer have it"

"Don't you have someone other than Bianca you can sell off to Bastiano?" You teased, Lorenzo sharing a smug look with you.

"His heart was set on her," his face suddenly fell serious.

"So melt it, and reset it," your faces were but inches from each other. Lorenzo let out a chuckle at your words.

"I'm sure you know all about melting hearts," his thumb brushed the back of your hand, "but reset on who? Are you offering?" You scoffed at his words, making his grin wider. "Oh, come on, surely a marriage to a wealthy man is your dream. Then you could legally steal from him," he bartered, just mocking you at this point.

"I can assure you I do not spend my nights dreaming of marrying Bastiano Soderini," you smirked up at him.

"No?" He questioned, his breath warm on your skin.

"No," you replied simply.

Lorenzo grinned, his eyes locked on your own, "Then who?"

You took in a breath at his words, not having a witty reply. Lorenzo took a step forward, you hadn't even realised you would be changing partners, but you soon fell into step with the man now standing beside you. Lorenzo stole one last glance as he peered back over his shoulder, before focusing back on the dance.

At the next swap, Lorenzo excused himself, and you carefully watched, as he greeted Vitelli, and they left the hall soon after. He must've come up with something, as he always does. You waited a song or two more before leaving, muttering about how you were parched, and heading to one of the tables full of food. You poured yourself a drink, keeping up the excuse. When you were sure no one was looking, you slipped two drops of the poison into your drink, swirling it slightly with your finger before taking a sip. You had been upping your dose slowly, and felt barely anything at a double dose anymore. It gave you a strange sense of accomplishment, pouring the liquid down your throat that could quite literally kill anyone else in the room.

You remained at the table, unsure of what the next move was. You assumed Lorenzo would ensure Vitelli's vote soon enough, it was probably time for you to exit soon. Your eyes fell on the man of the evening himself as he re-entered the hall, although he did not seem a joyful as you would have hoped.

Vitelli soon joined you at the table, pouring himself a drink just as you had, notably without your secret ingredient. His eyes shot across the table of delicacies, before he moved for the gelato, now somewhat melted, and began scooping it into a bowl. He didn't even seem to notice your presence, he was so caught up in himself.

You took a step closer to him. "Not enjoying the banquet?" You teased, and his eyes fell on you. He quickly tried to shed his anxious exterior, although it wasn't too effective, he shot you a smile.

"We meet again, Madonna," he raised his glass to yours before taking a large swig, “have you tried the gelato?” he continued smiling anxiously, eating a scoop of it.

"Is everything alright, Messer?" You furrowed your brows, lowering your voice slightly so only he could hear you.

"I feel as though I have been split in two," he was no longer looking at you, instead his focus was on the man who had given him all this stress. Lorenzo was making his way throughout the banquet again, although now he seemed to be saying his goodbyes.

You pitied Vitelli, "I'm familiar with the feeling," you hummer. All too familiar.

"I shouldn't burden you with my problems, I apologise," he turned back to you.

"Do not worry for me, Messer, I enjoy being of assistance," when you got paid for it.

"Well, it is like this. I was certain about something, it seemed to be the best option. But now I feel torn. Maybe it wasn't as simple as I had imagined, as I had hoped," he watched the content of his cup as he swirled it with a flick of his wrist. "I do not know what the right choice is," he glanced back to you, searching your eyes as if they would give him the answer. You sympathised with him, having had this internal struggle since you'd first began working for Lorenzo.

"But you do know," you told him. As did you.

"Pardon?" He was confused, rightfully so.

"You do know what is right. Your heart knows," your eyes found Lorenzo's, he turned away as they did, exiting the banquet.

Vitelli seemed deep in contemplation at his words. "You've always known," you told him.

He nodded slowly, accepting your words. "I suppose I have," a hint of a grin fell on his features, "what helpful advice on a matter I have told you nothing of," he laughed, the stress fading away.

"I will not push any boundaries and dare ask," you began, Vitelli cutting you off.

"It is a Florentine matter. I suppose it would hold no importance to you even if I told you. But a young man was in attendance at this very banquet, attempting for my vote in a matter there," he explained, and you acted as if it was all new information to you.

"I see," you nodded along, "and his attempts?"

"I imagined would be futile. Still, I entertained him and now..." he trailed off, "I don't suppose you know Lorenzo de ‘Medici?" Your composure was tested, but you held it.

"Not personally, no," you shook your head, lying through your teeth, "but I have certainly heard of him and his family."

"And?" He pushed, desperate for your advice.

"You fear voting in his favour?" You took a sip of your drink, your eyes watching Vitelli for his reaction.

"Well no, certainly not, it's tha-" you cut off his ramble before it could begin.

"Things are not always as complicated as we make them, Messer," you could tell that whatever Lorenzo had done had worked. Vitelli would vote for him. You simply knew it.

"Maybe so," he took a drink himself, before a woman appeared behind him, gushing over his grandson, and he was pulled away from you.

"Thank you, Madonna!" You simply nodded at his brisk goodbye, finishing your drink before heading off yourself.

The warm reds of the sunset seemed to perfectly match your attire as you skipped down the front steps, feeling a chill as the night air crept over your skin. You were staying not too far from where the banquet was held, in another quaint inn. You set off down the road, until you sensed someone behind you.

Ready to strike, you spun around to Lorenzo already grinning at you. "You never told me you could dance."