The Mafia Misses you || Wriothesley x (mafia)Lyney

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How long has it been? Since he’s seen his old teacher? Set foot in the old gym? Too long. Too fucking long. But, he’s there now, so that’s something, right? He hoped so… Granted, he was also well aware of how he’d had to stop visiting about half a decade ago, only able to visit one final time on his ninth birthday. He hadn’t cried- not in front of Mr. Wriothesley, at least, but he had hated every second of his final day seeing the man who’d made him feel so much better as a child. Not because of anything the man did. He had no idea what the day meant and treated it like any other, something Lyney had needed as a child, but that didn’t lessen the pain of not being able to see him again.

Today, on his sixteenth birthday, though, he was hoping the man would be able to forgive him. That he’d be able to forgive himself… He’d chosen to leave, albeit not entirely. He hadn’t been given a proper choice, so he’d succumb to the near-threat of Lynette’s safety and abandoned the gym. It felt shameful, but he couldn’t remember the exact reason he’d had to leave. He remembered there were issues with Father’s “business partners” and them threatening his siblings, but the details were gone, repressed by a younger version of his brain and held down tight by the one he had now.

Regardless of that, he knew exactly why he was visiting today and he could only hope the man would take his request, even if just out of pity. He had the option of letting Lynette or one of the other girls under their Father take the task on, but what good of a big brother would he be if he made them suffer through something he could handle. He had the necessary parts, after all... Regardless, before he took on the task requested- no, requiredI of him, he wanted to be a little selfish. Surely they’d understand?

With far too much of his allowance spent on a simply wrapped package, though, he stepped into the gym, worry filling his tummy as he licked over his teeth. It was a habit he picked up back when he had braces, which had only been removed for the mission ahead of him, but it stuck since he’d only had them off for about a week so far. Regardless, he approached the front desk, greeting the employee there with a request to meet with the owner. They told her their name, that they’d trained the man formerly and wanted to thank him. Not entirely untrue, but it certainly wasn’t the only reason he was there, and therein lies the issue.

They were directed to the man’s office, told to take a seat within and that the man they wanted would be there soon, so, off they went, closing themself in the space as panic settled in. His heart was pounding in his throat as he sat there, waiting with the box of expensive tea in his lap as his heart, cunt, and stomach ached with the typhoon of emotions.

When Wriothesley finally showed, however, they jolted to their feet, eyes wide as they looked up to him, still needing to crane their neck to do so. He was just as beautiful as they remembered, but that was a problem, one that left tears welling in lavender eyes that they were trying so desperately to hold back while fighting the urge to run up and latch onto their favorite person.