𝙞 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 (𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙤 𝙭 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙤)

5.

bassanio had just reached venice.

he got out of the carrier and took a look around.

the street was bustling as usual.

oh how he missed to be here with antonio.

he let his mind wander for a bit until an angry driver caught him off guard.

after regaining composure, he gave a sheepish smile and payed the amount.

"bassanio!"

there he is.

bassanio smiled softly at the sight of his brother, antonio.

they were brothers, right?

they hugged and kissed each other's cheeks.

bassanio felt butterflies erupting in his stomach.

he noticed antonio's features.

he looked less melancholic and his face was glowing.

oh how he wished to just cradle his face and french kiss him right there.

bassanio blushed furiously at his thoughts.

(a/n: looks like someone's going to hell uwu /j)

what was he thinking?

"dear, bassanio? are you not feeling well?" asked antonio, calmly

the way he called out to him made his heart fluuter.

"bassanio, dear, you're hot," antonio said while fanning him

(a/n: ehe)

at this point, bassanio couldn't even think straight.

he felt dizzy and his knees were wobbly.

the last thing he saw was antonio's face dangerously near his.

(a/n: elizabethan homosexual men were extremely dramatic)