Running Lines [ao3]
A short little Lito x Hernando ficlet (because that scene in the kitchen was too cute)
(psst: this is like 99% thekingslover‘s fault. ily bby. <3)
“‘Do you see now, my love?’” On his knees, Lito leans in with the plea and grips Hernando’s hand. “‘Do you see why we need to run away together?’”
Reaching up to grip Hernando’s hand in both of his, Lito kisses the back of Hernando’s hand as he finishes the monologue. He closes his eyes and waits for Hernando’s line.
And waits.
And waits.
Risking a glance, Lito peeks one eye open and puzzles at Hernando’s frown. “What? What’s the matter?” He drops Hernando’s hand and leans back on his haunches. “Did I make a mistake? Did I switch the brother’s names again?”
“No. No you didn’t.” Hernando’s quick to reassure but he continues to frown as he reviews the script in his hand. “It was perfect. Very good.” He looks down at Lito with a smile. “Very authentic. It’s just…”
When Hernando lets the comment simply hang, Lito pinches the bridge of his nose. “It’s just what, Hernando?” he snaps, the frustration of the seeping into his tone. This, working on this scene together, is taking forever.
“It’s just I don’t understand what my character’s motivation is,” Hernando says with a shrug as Lito groans.
He hangs his head down, resting it against Hernando’s knee. “We’ve been over this. You love me.”
“I do.”
“No,” Lito practically whines. “No. Your character. Your character loves my character.”
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