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anythingdrabbleTitle: Something About That Smile
Fandom: Viola come il mare (Italian TV show)
Author:veronyxk84
Pairing: Viola Vitale/Francesco Demir
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none
Word count: 100 (Ellipsus)
Spoilers/Setting: Set post-S2.
Summary: A portrait at Tamara’s exhibit reminds Viola of the first unguarded smile Francesco ever gave her.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Challenge: #438 - First
Crossposted:100words, My journal (with bonus Italian version), “Chiamami Ancora Amore” - the Series
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At Tamara’s first photography exhibit, Viola stopped in front of a black‑and‑white portrait. “I like this one. There’s something… magical about it.”
Francesco stepped closer, arms crossed, studying the close‑up of a smiling elderly woman. “What’s so special about it?”
Viola tilted her head. “It reminds me of the first time I saw you smile without any defenses.”
Francesco gave her a puzzled look. “Okay. Maybe we have a similar hairstyle. But I definitely don’t have all those wrinkles.”
“No,” she said softly. “But I love when you smile that openly. You should do it more often.”
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Fandom: Viola come il mare (Italian TV show)
Author:
veronyxk84Pairing: Viola Vitale/Francesco Demir
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none
Word count: 100 (Ellipsus)
Spoilers/Setting: Set post-S2.
Summary: A portrait at Tamara’s exhibit reminds Viola of the first unguarded smile Francesco ever gave her.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Challenge: #438 - First
Crossposted:
100words, My journal (with bonus Italian version), “Chiamami Ancora Amore” - the Series—
At Tamara’s first photography exhibit, Viola stopped in front of a black‑and‑white portrait. “I like this one. There’s something… magical about it.”
Francesco stepped closer, arms crossed, studying the close‑up of a smiling elderly woman. “What’s so special about it?”
Viola tilted her head. “It reminds me of the first time I saw you smile without any defenses.”
Francesco gave her a puzzled look. “Okay. Maybe we have a similar hairstyle. But I definitely don’t have all those wrinkles.”
“No,” she said softly. “But I love when you smile that openly. You should do it more often.”
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