Chapter 111: I Feel Normal
Chapter 111: I Feel Normal
Camilla
"I am sure you have hobbies, what else do you like?" There was a small silence before Gregorio responded.
"Well when I am not working or hanging out with anyone, I like to read."
I never thought about it until now, but I have seen him around with books multiple times already and yes one other than How to Get Away with Murder like the first time I slept here. Gosh, it felt like forever when in reality it has been less than a month.
"And what about you two?" I asked Domenico and Adriano.
"That is other than your shared talent of cooking of course."
Learning these small things was only the tip of getting to know them but while they have all spent years together, I am trying to learn about their bonds at all cost.
"I like my bike." Adriano replied with a small smile that made it seem like some sort of inside joke of him.
I can't help but think of our first kiss that happened against that motorbike. I still get butterflies thinking about that day.
"I built the place I took you to on our first scene." His words surprised me.
"Though, growing up, I spent the majority of my time doing weapons training and other things like it."
Flicking my gaze down to his calloused scar painted hands, I didn't find myself surprised in that at least.
"I dare to ask what your preferred poison is?" I asked, thinking back to my childhood and those endless nights my father and I would spend in that abandoned shed down the road.
I still remember every moment that we practiced until my knees would wobble and no amount of will could keep my eyes open. A small pang in my heart appeared at the reminder of how much I missed him but I shoved it down and told myself that it was okay to let myself be a little happy.
"Well, while I find guns the easiest to make use of, I remember how much I liked screwing around with swords for a moment." Adriano added.
"Screwing around?" Domenico let out a puff of air.
"I remembered the first time you had a sword around me, you knocked me on my ass before I could even retaliate."
As if forgetting I was there, Domenico's gaze suddenly shifted to me as if they were all now holding their breaths. They didn't really think I thought they were untrained, did they?
I could tell the second I met them, even as masked figures. They carried themselves in a way that showed they were more than capable of holding their own. Knowing the silence in the air was due to my presence, I decided to break it.
"Daggers?" I said, taking one last bite of my food before growing a slight smirk at their silence.
"A dagger was the first weapon I learned how to use and after that, I never found something quite as enjoyable to wield."
The remaining food on our plates has now gone long cold, though the glass in my hand has been refilled about three times now with a sweet sparkling drink. I can't remember the name. I don't quite remember when we made our way over to the living room but I was now happily situated between Gregorio's legs on the couch, my own leg draped over Adriano's thighs.
Domenico chose to sit on the floor right beside me even though there was more than enough room on the couch beside both men on my side. For sure, I was surprisingly quite comfortable and content being against their bodies. Our conversation from dinner continued on until even now.
As one question appeared, three more sprouted in their wake, ones coming from all four of us in interest and curiosity. Some of our conversations were sadder but a lot were happy and amusing as well.
I, of course, shared some things about me too and it was almost overwhelming how intently all three of them listened to me as I spoke. It is kind of a sad thing to be surprised about but these last two hours felt like one of the very few times where I felt genuinely heard. I told them briefly about my family, skipping over the part about alcoholism and countless other things that still give me nightmares. I did however even tell them that I could play the piano and I love doing it.
Although it has been multiple years since I have been near one, I somehow ended up agreeing to play for them sometimes despite none of us actually owning one. It felt like I couldn't learn or share enough and myself admitting things that I have never uttered to another soul. I guess things just felt easy with them.
As much as I tried to fight it, I felt myself yawn for the seventh time in the last few minutes, my lack of sleep and overexertion seeming to catch up to me.
"Hey, Camilla?" Gregorio said into my ear, planting a small kiss to my cheek right afterwards.
"Mhmm?" I hummed tiredly before lazily lifting my glass up to my lips again.
"As much as I am loving our conversation, I think we should probably call it a night."
I hate it because he was actually right.
"Yes," I agreed but made no move to get off him and my eyes flickered up to Adriano and offered him a lazy smile in which he returned.
I felt Gregorio hug his arms around me just a little tighter at my lack of movement, as if he too was perfectly content with how cuddle up we are now. As if Domenico found the pillow on the floor he was seated on comfortably but he didn't show it.
"Are you still feeling good?" Domenico asked, bringing my eye down to look at him.
"I feel normal." I replied for the fifth time tonight.
It wasn't unusual for them to check on me after a scene but they seemed to be coddling me more than typical tonight.
"Why do you all keep asking?" I said, no bite in my tone, just genuine curiosity.
"It is just that earlier on the patio, we think you were experiencing some minor signs of subdrop." Gregorio replied, keeping his tone soft and honest as he speaks.
"I was?" I didn't bother to keep the surprise out of my voice. I got a nod from Adriano when my eyes fell on him.
"The coffee, Advil and small touches like this were all meant to help with it." Adriano said, drawing my attention to the gentle drag of his hand up and down my calf.
Adriano had been doing that for the last hour since we sat here, just as Domenico did with my hand and Gregorio did as he held me.
"Don't get us wrong, we would probably still do this whether or not things seemed a little off but it never hurts as a precaution." Domenico said, smiling up at me.
I hadn't even realized it but based on what I already know about subdrop, my uncalled for irrigation earlier would make sense.
"I think I am fine now." I said, not feeling any indifference with anything.
"You seem fine to me as well." Gregorio said in agreement.
"But if you do begin to feel even the slightest bit off again tonight or even tomorrow, it is important you tell us. It is nothing to be scared of or ashamed of but we want to be able to help you whether it is as small as a small headache or as big as breaking down."
Taking in this information, I find myself promising to tell them. I was extremely appreciative that I now felt a little more aware of why I felt so off earlier but mostly, I am just so grateful to have them.
For the most part that was the end of our conversation and I was soon able to let my mind drift off to sleep as Gregorio scooped me into his arms and carried me up to the playroom's bed now adorned with fresh sheets and blankets.
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When I opened my eyes hours later in bed, the first thing I noticed was that I was encased in a heavy sheet of darkness. The soft material of my hoodie wrapped around me just as much as the two on either side of my body.
At some point, one of them must have taken my jeans off for me, but I couldn't be more thankful now as my legs intertwined with theirs. I have absolutely no clue what time it is but I know it must either be really late or really early considering how long the lighting was in here.
I sighed into Gregorio and Domenico's warm bodies, feeling every soft rise and fall of their chests as if it were my own. Currently facing Gregorio, I couldn't help but smile to myself at the outline of the messy strands of his hair tangling and falling in uneven waves across the edge of his forehead.
He looked so much younger in this state and I was willing to bet I would see the same calmness in Domenico's features if I were able to flop over.
"But where is Adriano? Does he not sleep here with us?"
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