Heart Strings (Passione x Reader)

Chapter Thirteen

"H-hey." You coughed out, noticing Abbachio's arm still loosely hung on your shoulder.

"Hi~" The mysterious boy chimed, Trish's bag slung over his shoulder and Trish smiling next to him.

"Hey y/n, this is my brother Doppio. He came to pick me up, thanks for letting me stay." Your smile faltered for a second at the thought of her leaving.

"Hm?" Your mom chirped from the kitchen, "nonsense you all can stay for dinner!" None of them could deny her bubbly attitude, even Abbacchio. "I'll call you when it's done."

Abbacchio's arm fell from you as you hurried down the hall for a sweatshirt. You returned, tossing it over you and messing up your h/l hair in the process as you took your seat between Abbacchio and Doppio on the cramped couch. Abbacchio's gaze shifted to you as you pulled your f/c hoodie farther down, Doppio's hand drifting to your head and fixing your hair. "Wha-"

"O-oh, sorry." You peered up to see Doppio staring ahead into the television, a rosy blush hidden behind his hand.

"It's good, thank you." You meekly beamed at him, pulling out your phone as you awkwardly leaned straight back, not sure whether to lean on Abbacchio or Doppio as you opened your texts.

Mista: hey
-1 minute later-
Mista: I'm boredddd, wanna come over
Mista: I don't bite, unless you want me to ;)
-3 minutes later-
Mista: please I really won't pull anything

Abbacchio timidly chuckled as you spun to your side. "H-hey! Why are you reading my texts." You huffed as his hearty chuckle continued.

"You're the one who held it out on display, I'm laughing at Miata's dorkiness anyway." You fell onto Doppio's shoulder to shield your phone screen from Abbacchio childishly.

Y/N: I'm busy, sorry but I'll see you at school :)

Doppio stole a few shy glances down at you as shifted more comfortably against him, Trish viewing you from the corner with a smirk. You realized how awkward it must be for him and shook yourself off, relaxing in the middle again.

- - -

"Dinner's done!" Your mom called, pulling your eyes off the movie.

You all quickly rushed to the dining table, you taking your seat next to Doppio at the corner. You quickly filled your plate with salmon and an assortment of sides, eyeing Abbachio, who was sat awkwardly across from you and beside Trish.

Your mom made small talk with all the guests as you ate silently, easily entertained by them. Forking food into your mouth, you jumped when Doppio's knee edged into yours. "Hm?" You managed through a mouthful of food as he nodded to your mom.

"I was just noting how you never introduced the newest guest." Your mom sighed in defeat.

"I'm Abbacchio." Abbacchio politely held out his hand as your mom smirked at you. Don't do it. You winced.

"It's great to meet you, what relations do you have with my [daughter/son/child]?" She did it.

"Friend." He answered, to be truthful it was touching he counted you as a friend and it set you in a good mood as the nonsense conversations began again, you and Doppio slowly bonding.

Dinner ended soon after and you walked out with Trish and Doppio to their car. Your arms wrapped around Trish, squeezing her as she croaked with a grin, "You're h-holding me too ha-hard." You hastily released her with an apology.

"Thanks for letting my sister in." Doppio remarked from behind her as you stepped to the side to face him.

"Anytime." You flashed him a warming smile and swished his loose hair up. Cute. You thought, immediately catching yourself and embarrassingly blushing.

"Is something wrong?"

"No no!" You reassured him, waving them off and stalking inside, Abbacchio slouched on the couch again.

"Y/n, is your friend staying the night?"

"No, I was about to walk him out." You responded, Abbacchio rising.

"Goodnight then Abbacchio!" Your mom called from her room. He said his goodbyes and followed you outside, the cold nipping at you both.

"Want me to walk you home?"

"That would defeat the entire purpose of me walking you here in the first place." He deadpanned, though you caught a hint of a smile as he waved.

"Wait!" You awkwardly yelled into the night, jogging up to him and pulling him into a tight embrace. You felt Abbacchio hug back for a couple seconds before you released him with a grin, "thank you."

- - -

Your alarm's beep racked your brain as you sprung up, checking the time. "Shit! I'm late." Tossing your covers to the ground, you pulled on the closest garments to you and combed your hair down before sprinting into the living room.

"Ugh." You winced, knocking into something and tumbling backwards onto the stiff ground.

"Y/n are you okay?!" You recognized Narancia's voice as he soon helped you up.

"Nara? What are you doing here? We're gonna be late again." You complained, retrieving your school bag from the corner.

"I told you when we first met, it doesn't matter if we're late."

"Please don't pull a menacing face again." You giggled and locked the door behind you both.

- - -

The weekend rushed in pleasantly quicker than you would have thought but you were now sprawled across your bed, being consumed by a load of math papers. Your mom was still gone for the time being and it was nearly impossible for you to focus when the doorbell rung sharply.

Surprised, you trudged out of bed to answer the door, sending papers flying. "One second!" You hollered.

You pulled open the creaky front door, revealing Fugo hunched over with his bag. "Hey." You beamed, your tooth nearly twinkling.

"I thought you'd want help studying before the test." He motioned towards the bag as you stepped aside, allowing him inside.

"Yeah, thank you! I'll go get my stuff." You sped into the room, scrambling all the mixed papers into your arms and running back out.

You plopped down next to him, back leaning against the seat of the couch as he organized your workload.

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Ch 14 Preview

"Look y/n," Fugo started as you glanced up from the papers, tilting your head to the side. "I don't know how to express feelings well but," continuing, Fugo pushed the work off your lap and onto the ground, taking its place as he straddled you. "May I?" He whispered, his breath hot against your lips as you nodded.