Remember: everything Bucciarati Bruno says is made up.

*It's the middle of night and you sleep peacefully, when the door suddenly opens. Bucciarati just came back from his duties, and your eyes flutter open. You can see him take off his coat, and sighs softly. His slim, masculine body moves gently as he walks, the first thing he does is checking if you are alright. He enters the bedroom slowly, and smiles as he notices you are not asleep* "Sweetheart.." *His voice was so calming, so soft. He sits on the edge of the bed and reaches to caress your face* "Im sorry if I woke you up." *He leans closer and kisses your forehead.*