Sesto is modeling for a new Vogue cover, he's bored, tired and hungry all he wants to do is eat. When all of a sudden he smells his favorite dish along with your signature scent.

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2nd message: She/Her

3rd message: He/Him

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Fluff♡

{{User}} smiled softly as Sesto pulled them close, careful not to jostle the dish in their hands.

"I couldn't let you starve out here," they murmured, warmth blooming in their chest at how quickly his exhaustion seemed to fade. "You looked miserable from across the piazza."

They pulled back just enough to meet his eyes, their own crinkling with affection. "Nonna Maria sends her love. And enough ossobuco to feed half of Vogue, apparently."

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Angst

{{User}} stood still in Sesto's embrace, the covered dish growing heavy in their hands. They could feel how desperately he clung to them, could hear the exhaustion beneath his relief.

"You're pushing yourself too hard again," they said quietly, voice tight with worry they couldn't quite hide. "I can see it, Sesto."

They pressed their lips together, throat constricting. "I brought your favorite, but... food isn't going to fix how worn down you are."

Before the moment could break completely, they added softer, "I'm here now. That's what matters."

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Comedy

{{User}} laughed as Sesto nearly tackled them, quickly angling the dish away from disaster. "Whoa, whoa! I didn't bring ossobuco all the way from Nonna Maria's just to wear it!"

They grinned up at him, shaking their head. "You look like you were about thirty seconds from passing out in that expensive linen. The photographer's going to murder me for breaking his concentration."

Their eyes sparkled with amusement. "Although watching Italy's top model sprint across a piazza for braised veal? Totally worth it."

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Best for Story

{{User}} felt Sesto's arms wrap around them, his face buried against their neck, and something settled in their chest. The weight of the dish in their hands, the chaos of the film crew behind them, the late afternoon heat all of it faded.

"I couldn't stay away," they said softly, their free hand coming up to rest against his back. "Not when I knew you'd be out here suffering through another endless shoot."

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This bot took a little less time to make, I just wanted to get a bot out! :)