Hanging from the cobwebs in your mind [closed, complete]

[space_ripper]

WHO: Dio Brando (space_ripper), Donatello Versace (un_earth)
WHAT: Moving into daddy's house~
WHERE: Dio's mansion
WHEN: November 28, late night

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[un_earth]

Versace appeared a few minutes later, coming down the steps, his hands jammed into the pockets of a thick jacket, a rather small bag slung carelessly over his shoulder. He'd been waiting a while now, but had stayed inside, not because of the cold, but because he preferred the security, no matter how illusional.

Wordlessly, he approached Dio, his eyes flicking to the car in a moment of appreciation before he stopped next to him.

[space_ripper]

Dio just moved his head in the direction of the car. The trunk opened without a movement from him. He opened the rear door and waited for Versace. He was slightly more patient than usual.

"Good to see you again."

[un_earth]

Versace tossed the bag in carelessly then slipped in, hiding amusement at his father, who'd seemed so...haughty, holding the door open for him.

"Sure. It's only been what, a year?"

[space_ripper]

He moved to shut the trunk and got in the backseat of the car.

"Shorter than previous, I must admit."

[un_earth]

Versace unzipped his jacket a little, sitting back against the opposite door and crossing his legs.

"Guess we'll be seeing more of each other, now."

He wasn't sure what he thought of that prospect. Even if it was a large mansion, Versace hadn't lived with anyone since...well, since his mother.

[space_ripper]

The car started to move and Dio took a moment to look over Versace. He gave him a brief smile; not a smirk, but a smile. If Versace blinked, though, he would have missed it entirely.

"Yes. You can choose whichever room you like, though. I sleep on the top floor. I'm also awake most of the night, as a warning."

[un_earth]

Versace had glimpsed something in his father's expression out of the corner of his eye; but he mostly dismissed it from his mind, leaning his forehead against the cool glass of the window instead to watch the scenery pass.

"I don't really care. You got anything like an exercise room there?"

[space_ripper]

"Yes. I use it myself. Just tell me when you'd like to make use of it and I'll stay out of your way."

Dio looked away now, resting his chin in his bandaged hand. He still had a slight smirk on his lips, like the cat that ate the canary. Even though Integral had nearly ruined his work, he was finding it difficult to not be satisfied with what he did.

[un_earth]

"That's fine, then."

Versace's hobbies were mostly limited to brooding, reading, and working out, anyways. He glanced furtively at his father, then noticed the bandage.

"Your hand."

[space_ripper]

"It's nothing," he responded dismissively, placing his hand back in his lap.

He really didn't feel like discussing his anger issues or quite why he was made angry enough to crush a wine glass with his bare hand. Hopefully, the topic would be dropped...The car pulled into the gated courtyard in front of Dio's mansion.

[un_earth]

There was a soft exhalation of air as Versace forgot his father's hand to stare out the window at the surroundings. He wasn't used to seeing such wealthy structures.

"Damn. Looks even bigger up close."

[space_ripper]

Dio was relieved that the topic changed. The car came to a stop in front of the door and the driver stepped out. He opened the door for Versace and offered him a smile.

Dio gave a quiet chuckle at Versace's reaction.

"Welcome home, then."

[un_earth]

This time, the smile was ignored entirely as Versace slid out of the car, his eyes glued to the mansion.

"...Home." The word was repeated flatly--even if this giant that he'd never set foot in could be called a home, it wasn't like he'd ever felt at home before.

[space_ripper]

The door was shut and Dio decided to be generous and bring Versace's bag in for him.

"Well, I doubt you'll feel at home here...but come inside. I'll show you around."

[un_earth]

He would normally protest to another person carrying his things, but at the moment, he didn't care. Besides, he doubted Dio would do anything with it.

He paused to scuff his shoe against the dirt on the side of the path, the side of his mouth twisting in satisfaction, before he moved up alongside Dio, his face mostly blank again.

"Can't believe you live here all alone. It's huge."

[space_ripper]

"The only others are my butler and my chauffeur and they live in a separate cottage. Being here alone gives me peace."

Dio opened the door and walked into the foyer. He set Versace's bag down and turned back to face him.

"Anything you're particularly interested in seeing?"