tempesta—primo:

He’s a bit incoherent and groggy when he’s awoken. He gently slaps at the hand, trying to get it to stop.

“Mm.. stop”, he mumbles, barely opening an eye to look at Cozart. Were his two hours up already? Burying his face into Cozart’s shoulder a little bit further, he mumbles something before he rubs his face against the nape of the redhead’s neck.

“Tired..”, he mumbles. He really didn’t want to go back to working. Perhaps, he should rest a little more?

He chuckles and withdraws his hand, G’s slap stung slightly, he was strong after all.

The Shimon boss wonders what G had muttered, but was too shocked to care by the sudden nuzzling. He smiled softly, knowing that the storm guardian rarely showed off such a side.

Hearing the comment, he stifled his urge to laugh “This is why you should rest. Maybe another hour?” he offered. In this condition, it was likely that the other red-head would fall asleep again.

Cozart blinks at all the new comers before smiling. “Nice to meet you all”

tempesta—primo:

sins-of-the-earth:

tempesta—primo:

He frowns to himself when he notices the other’s face change. He hadn’t meant that he didn’t want the other’s help— he did, honestly, he did. But.. because they were allied families, that was why he couldn’t help. It would have been nice to be in the same family, though. Perhaps, they could merge families.. it wasn’t uncommon— smaller families had done it all the time. However, this was two larger families— and such a merge was unheard of. “Two..”

He sighs and yawns, turning his head tiredly to look at the other. “Mmm.. but I’ll have wasted time by napping, won’t I?”, he asks. Such times, he wondered whether he should do things that bettered himself, or bettered the family. But, he couldn’t serve by Giotto if he was weak, fatigued, and restless, could he? So, perhaps, a nap would do both good— he would get some sleep for the first time in almost a week, and he could serve by Giotto efficiently.

“Silly” he scoffed at his friend “you wasted time by trying to stay awake. You aren’t a super human being… push yourself to the limits and that will increase the burden on Giotto. what should the boss do if his right-hand man falls?” he chuckled softly. Cozart took out a pocket watch and looked at the time “I’m not going to count 2 hours until you fall asleep” he pointed out. He waited for the other red-head to fall asleep before he kept a note of the time. 

Cozart sighed, shifting a bit and watched the sleeping man. Really now… what was the point of doing all this, once again blaming himself. Every time he returned to Vongola he would feel guilty…all of them had aged and they were all still young. Perhaps they needed a left-hand man, he joked internally.

He smiles weakly before laying his head on the other’s shoulder, listening carefully to what he was saying. “But at least I got something done, right?— I won’t get anything done by sleeping”, he pressed. He was stubborn— like a child. “And I won’t fail. I never have, and I won’t start today”, he says closing his eyes.

Sighing contently, he crosses his hands together and sets it on his stomach. It didn’t take long for him to fall asleep— this was, after all, the fourth day awake.

He watched as the other one fell asleep, chuckling softly “I know you won’t fail” he whispered softly. Of course he wouldn’t. G was always so capable…he just needed someone to watch out for himself… and Cozart wouldn’t mind taking up that role for him. After all, even if Cozart fell ill it wouldn’t affect Vongola in anyway.. and his friends as well. But if G fell ill due to not taking care of his own body, what could vongola do without it’s right hand man? How could G not see this?

Slowly his eyelids started drooping as well but he was determined to stay awake. He watched the clock, allowed his mind to wander before 2 hours were up. A part of him wanted to let G sleep for a longer time… but… he would be furious when he woke up so Cozart gently shook G’s shoulder. “Sleepy head… it’s 2 hours already” he chuckled.