《Saviour》Chapter 93
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Glancing towards the man through your peripheral a slight hum left your lips, while your pointer finger tapped against the steering wheel to the nonexistent tune in your head. Other cars had passed by at a leisure pace, as did yours.
Twisting the wheel and turning off to the right your eyes lingered over a few of the green street signs quickly finding the one you were looking for, turning down the street it was naming.
"Where are we going?" Taking quick notice that you hadn't turned nor angled the car in the direction of the manor Abbacchio could only stare at the side of your face waiting for an answer. It wouldn't bother him if you'd simply taken a wrong turn, but he certainly caught your eyes lingering over a few signs deliberately and meticulously turning at each one.
"Just for a drive, I think you need the fresh air." Glancing over to where his seat was you gave a hum. "Why? You don't want to spend time with me?" Making another turn a long tunnel neared and seeing that it was empty you began speeding up.
"It's not that I don't want to spend time with you, it's the fact that I value my life." Moving a hand to reach up and hold onto the handle along the top of the car his gaze moved towards the speedometer. Now although what someone did while driving didn't matter much to him, he was mindful when not to purposefully break the law. "You're speeding."
Puffing out your cheeks at the comment you leaned back into your seat some more, "Who are you? My dad?" Making that quick quip your foot lessened it's pressure on the gas slowing down to a more appropriate speed. "Besides I'm not that reckless of a driver. I almost hit a pedestrian or two but I didn't." Your last point was said like some sort of achievement and drew out a sarcastic chuckle from the man.
"Sounds like you're an amazing driver to me." Rolling your eyes at the obvious sarcastic remark and stiffness from the man beside you, you gave a hollowed laugh.
"Haha very funny. But I'll have you know I taught myself how to drive." The end of the tunnel was quickly coming into view and you had to hold yourself back from speeding once more.
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Wanting to make a comment on what you'd said he paused recalling the time you'd hotwired a car much easier than Mista could, he hadn't really asked anything then because they'd been on a mission but now that you brought that up he couldn't help but be curious.
"Does that go hand in hand with why you know how to hotwire a car?"
Reaching the end of the tunnel the bright sun right away slipped through the cars windows, the subtle blue waves just to your left seemed so serene. "But of course." Chiming that out and moving to roll down your window as well as Abbacchio's, the salty air right away wafted in. "Had to find something to do while my parents did their cult like affairs."
"Cult like affairs?"
"Yeah I mean they were always shady as fuck and I never even really saw them. You know prestigious stuck up people with nothing better to do than rise up the social ladder." Humming that out you began tapping your fingers once again along the steering wheel.
"They sound like douchebags." Crossing his arms and seemingly adding onto what you'd said he added on. "Have they tried to contact you in any way since joining the team?" It was a question that he was curious about, he wondered if they even really cared that you could've died-or rather that you did die but came back.
"Nope." The answer came out too quick for him to believe you, but as his eyes lingered over your face and the more rapid tapping of your finger along the steering wheel he could tell you wanted the topic of conversation to change. "But if I get anything I'll let you know."
Giving a hum at your added comment his gaze pulled away from the side of your face, focusing on the ocean's horizon ahead. He assumed that you were taking a scenic route and merely just went along with it.
He had no objections to just being in your presence at that point in time.
Setting in a comfortable silence for a few miles you began humming to the tune of the radio, it's music which had been forgotten not too long ago was once again brought to attention. Nodding your head along as well your gaze surveyed the empty road ahead.
"So," Right away catching your passengers attention you continued, "Have you ever thought of wearing other lipstick colours? Other than purple and shades of purple?" The question really wasn't meant to be a serious one, it was just all asked in the name of curiosity.
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Keeping his arms crossed and resting one leg over the other he let out a hum, "Not really, I don't think other colours would really suit me."
"You should try pin-" "Absolutely not." Quickly cutting off what you were going to say he could catch the tail end of a playful smile crawling onto your face. "Ok well how about black then? I'm sure it would go with your aesthetic."
Watching his lips form into a line a thoughtful expression crossed over his face.
Was he actually contemplating what the colour would look like on him?
"That doesn't seem like it would be too bad," Tapping the bottom of his chin with his pointer finger, the man's ombre hues trailed towards the side of your face once more, an almost mischievous glint flashed with them. "But you'd have to try it out with me."
Nearly swerving at how his tone of voice shifted you leaned over the steering wheel a bit hoping to at least hide the once again red glow of your cheeks. "Oh would you look at that, we're almost at the manor." Sputtering that out you kept your gaze on the opening gates ahead chewing on the inside of your cheek.
Pleased at the response his words got, the pale haired man leaned back into his seat observing how it took you a few adjustments to park along one side of the driveway. "You know if you ever need practice driving I can help."
Unlocking the car and taking it's keys out you hopped out the drivers side speaking to Abbacchio through the opened doorway, "I mean I've never seen you drive a car so. . .maybe I'll ask Giorno or something." At the mention of the blond's name a scoff left the pale haired man.
"Wasn't there a conversation where we learned he drove the car into the ocean?" Huffing that out and stepping out of the car he rolled his shoulders back, lips pressed into a slight sneer before falling back into a firm like.
"Oh yeah, I mean they were getting attacked though." Locking the car and walking around to head inside with Abbacchio you paused feeling him plant a hand along the top of your head pressing down lightly.
"Just ask me if you need help damn it. Stop making me offering you help so difficult. God" Ruffling up the hair on top of your head before moving to step into the manor. A slight smile grew among his lips upon hearing you give a slight whine at the fact he'd messed up your hair.
Grumbling to yourself while hastily making a half assed attempt to flatten the now messy strands of hair, you trailed behind the man nearly getting knocked off your feet as someone had popped up quickly gripping your shoulders.
Purple hues stared into your own, "What took you so long?! You've been gone almost all morning and I had to settle for hanging out with Trish when she woke up." At the mention of her name you could hear the pink haired girl let out a few colorful words complaining to herself that he wasn't her first choice either.
"I took a few wrong turns is all." Answering with that you could see the teen let out a huff obviously not believing what you'd said. "But if you're so butthurt about it I'll spend the day tomorrow with you-" "And me too! I had to subject myself to being this one's show buddy." Turning you attention towards the pink haired girl currently peeking around a corner, pointing an accusing finger towards the raven haired teen you let out a soft laugh.
"Alright alright. I'll spend the whole day tomorrow with the both of you, maybe we could go to the mall or something." Though neither of them really wanted the other to tag along it was a good middle ground that they could come to terms with.
That and you could settle for getting some new clothes.
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Sorry for the late update! I was busy all morning helping my parents with some yard work!
Side note on that though we are now at the part in part 2 where Joseph shows up! My other fics coming along quite well but it'll take awhile before I can post it!
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