Heart Strings (Passione x Reader)

Harem Ending cont. Fugo's Surprise

You scrawled in all your answers, feeling confident after Fugo's help.

Now, today you were bouncing your leg up against the desk as the tests were being handed back. "Oi, calm down." Your peer hushed, slightly aggravating you as you held your leg still.

You felt the thin paper slide onto your desk as you turned your head from it, slowly turning to face it. Yeah, you bombed it. You nudged it into the back of your binder and let your fantasies of Fugo's surprise incinerate in the raging fire of mathematics tests.

- - -

You heard a trail of footsteps skid against the pavement next to you, "y/n? We planned to go to my place, remember?" You met Fugo's eyes as he spoke.

"I failed the test, the surprise doesn't matter anymore."

"Hm," his smile faltered, but grew larger than ever. "Lucky you, I'm feeling generous today."

"I don't deserve it Fugo, next time." He shook his head and laced his fingers with yours softly. You noticed him fiddle on his phone before returning his attention to you.

- - -

You felt his hand squeeze yours as he opened the door, a loud commotion filing in from the house. "Is your family here?" You inquired, Fugo giving you a sharp wink.

"Better."

He pulled you in lightly, and against him as his hand traveled around your waist as you took in all your partners lounging on Fugo's couch. You were ecstatic as you drug Fugo to the couch with you and let him plop in the middle seat before you crashed on his lap.

"Don't stress about the test y/n, you'll do better next time!" Narancia peeped from your left, leaning against you and Fugo with Trish beside him, beaming at you.

You felt Abbacchio grab your right hand and pull it onto his thigh, rubbing circles on your palm silently. "We're proud of your hard work." Bucciarati grinned at you from beside Abbacchio.

You felt a nudge on your elevated legs as Mista leaned against the couch between them. Eat my pu$$y guido. Sorry. Anyway, Giorno slid against the outer of your right leg and clicked play, revealing your favorite movie.

You relaxed against Fugo, a contagious smile on your face as you relished in the love surrounding you.

A/n it's 2 am and I'm writing a jjba fanfic on my couch, ignore typos or the ants will eat your toes

Edit: I apologize for such a rash attitude in that authors note, I will not let the ants harm you in any way shape or form