They’re so different together. Ana’s used to seeing Bruno being the center of some woman’s world. She’s not used to seeing the other side of things. From the first time she saw them together, it was like Pablo was the single bright thing in the room to Bruno–like he was the single heat source in a blizzard. Bruno stared at him, was wrapped around him, toying with him like a twelve-year-old. Actually, he still stares at Pablo like he built the world and handed it to Bruno on a platter.
Mature, post-canon, warning for a couple of slurs. This is Bruno and his relationship with Pablo through Ana’s eyes, and it’s utter perfection!