Heart Strings (Passione x Reader)

Chapter Ten

"I suppose, I wanted to see you."

You were glad for the dark covering your rosy cheeks as you pulled your legs against you, facing Giorno. "Y-you said you needed to talk," you began, more curious than ever.

"Forget that, it was just a thought, we'll discuss it another day, okay?" You reluctantly agreed, peering up to notice his turquoise eyes gazing right back into yours. "I shouldn't bother you at this time of night, maybe I should go." He spoke up, rising as your hand instinctively closed around his slim wrist.

"Look at the time and the weather, you're not going home." He fell back onto the couch with a sigh, pulling the dark quilt further around himself.

"My parents will be upset." He noted, you sneaking yourself under the blanket.

"Blame it on me, they love me anyway and you know it." You whispered back with a grin. He glanced over your shoulder, something catching his attention.

"Is that Trish's bag?" Turning around to look, you nodded.

"She's sleeping."

"You should probably get back to her." After a minute, you agreed, letting the blanket fall back over Giorno's shoulders. "Y/n wait." He huffed behind as you spun back to face him, immediately being pulled into an embrace as he rose up. His chin atop your head and nuzzled into your hair as you wrapped your arms around him tightly.

"Goodnight." He whispered, letting you go as he leaned down to your level. His body heat radiated onto you as he lips grazed your cheek, leaving behind a rosy mess of a face as you stood alone, Giorno now dropped back on the couch.

"I- sleep well." You coughed out, turning on your heel down the hall.

- - -

You looked over to your right, Giorno, Narancia and Trish all walking beside you respectively. You hummed to yourself quietly as school came into view, Giorno eyeing you with a sly smile. Before you could say anything, Abbacchio silently appeared at your left. "Morning!" You grinned, earning a tiny smile from the tall boy.

"How's your leg?" He looked satisfied to see you had no limp as you shot him a quick thumbs up.

You were taken aback when Bucciarati joined you, sliding into place next to Abbacchio and shooting you a wave. As you were nearing the school steps you thought of the two-

Mista's arm dropped on your shoulder as he slid in next to you, greeting you as Fugo soon joined, waving to everyone, his eyes meeting yours briefly. Remembering Mista's little scene a couple days ago you drew back with him as your friend group disbanded through the main doors. "What is it?" He turned to you, arm still heavily drooped on your shoulder.

"You need to tell them we aren't a couple, we can't lie to our best friends." You began to pull him up to the glass doors as he caught your attention.

"On one condition." Here it is.

"What is it?" You inquired, peering back at him as he trailed you into the school.

"You owe me a date." He smirked, letting the school's main door shut behind him as he left you to go to his home room.

- - -

Mista had revealed his hoax at lunch and you were now on your way to Fugo's house for tutoring, Narancia tagging along beside you. You had an important math test Monday and both you and Narancia needed to pass it, plus he felt safer when he wasn't the only one Fugo could get frustrated over.

Trish had assured she'd be okay alone for a couple hours before you had agreed to go to Fugo's today, so the math test was the only stress weighing down on you now. "Y/n, do you think I'll pass the test?" Narancia peeped from beside you as Abbacchio slipped next to Fugo.

"Of course, you're getting better at it and you have Fugo's help now." You beamed and turned to wave at Abbacchio, who surprisingly nodded in recognition towards you.

Soon, Abbacchio had to leave as Narancia began carefully maneuvering across the sidewalk as you peered at him curiously. "Haven't you heard the saying? Step on a crack, break your mother's back." He huffed at you as Fugo chuckled.

"Nara, you know that's a lie." Fugo deadpanned, failing to stop Narancia from hopping between cracks for the rest of the walk.

To be truthful, it was disappointing when Fugo's house rose into view and Narancia's pace normalized.

- - -

You and Nara were about halfway done with today's homework when he tossed a cheeseball right onto your cheek with a giggle. You shot him a quick glare, suppressing a smile. "Come on, I'm bored." He whined, scribbling on his paper as you tossed a cheese ball against his mouth. Fugo glared daggers at the both of you as you knocked one against his forehead.

"I'm not gonna play such childi-" Narancia aimed one straight into his mouth, sending you both into a laughing fit as he coughed it out and slammed his hand into the bowl. Spraying cheese balls into Narancia's face, Fugo turned to you, another handful of them clenched in his fist as he sent them wacking against your face and tangling in your hair.

Before he could relish in his victory, both you and Narancia attacked from either side, his ears and nearby hair a cheesy orange tint afterwards.

Your battle had continued on for about 20 minutes; all three of you coated orange with crunchy cheese balls strewn around the room, homework still half completed.

You began plucking the snack food out of your hair as Fugo acknowledged you, "Y/n, you can go shower."

"Are you sure? I should help with the mess here." You smiled guiltily, Fugo quickly brushing it off and sending you stumbling down the hall. Their voices faded behind you as you checked each door, how hard could it be to find the bathroom?

Surprisingly difficult.

After a flight of stairs up and onto the end of the second hallway on the floor you finally found the fanciest bathroom you've ever seen in real life.

The ground was white tile, silver lining between them, matching with the similar colored walls. The shower was a half circle in the corner, the double sink lay near it with the pearly toilet across that. Soft, white towels already laid folded on the counter as you undressed, twisting the shower to the hottest temperature.

You stepped in, letting the water cascade down your body and into a now orange tinted water down the drain as you massaged his strawberry scented shampoo into your hair with a quiet giggle.

You quickly finished showering, not wanting to make your friends wait any longer as you slid your clothes back on, brushing back your h/c, h/l wet hair and started off to search for the living room again.

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"Nara~" You cooed, nudging him as he turned to you, a ruby blush prominent on his face.

"W-why did you say it like that?!" He cried, falling face first against your shoulder with a huff. "Y/n.."