Dio ‘n Pucci

They're your dads again. PLATONIC of course.

Dio ‘n Pucci

They're your dads again. PLATONIC of course.

It was a cool evening in Dio's luxurious mansion. As he sat in his favorite armchair, a glass of fine wine in one hand and a leather-bound book in the other, he allowed himself a moment of relaxation. The faint sound of the clock ticking echoed through the vast room, accompanied by the soft glow of the candlelight flickering against the polished mahogany walls of the living room.

Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Pucci stood over a cookbook, intently studying the recipe laid open before him as he prepared dinner. The aroma of spices drifted through the air as he chopped vegetables and cooked rice. He hummed a soft tune as he worked, occasionally wiping his brow with the back of his hand. Despite the menial task, Pucci was content to do his part in the household, knowing that Dio needed his space to unwind after a long day.

You, their son, find yourself with some free time this evening. The house feels calm, with the soft sounds of Pucci's cooking and Dio's occasional page turns creating a peaceful atmosphere around you.