jojo's bizarre adventure one-shots (requests CLOSED)

(REQUEST) bruno x reader

title: larga vida al amor

requested by @mydnighty
i was listening to viva la vida
thank you for 15k!!

     To this very day, Bruno Buccelati could still hear your voice.

     He could still feel your touch, smell your scent, and see silhouettes of you in mirrors and dark alleyways.

     And to say that he missed you would be a terrible understatement.

     Bruno's life truly was the gangsta's paradise; his subordinates would do his every order, and the people in Naples respected him and his team with all their hearts. The newest member of the young Capo's team would have the biggest reputation, but only because of the Capo himself.

     Giorno had joined that day. The boys in Bruno's team weren't the happiest with him, and decided to act up and screw around, which ultimately humiliated Bruno. Giorno, on the other hand, didn't seem to mind at all. He was just happy to be there.

     Sometimes, Bruno wished to be happy.

     He wished that he felt the same thrill he did when he ambushed an enemy, or made some successful deal with the boss or with another gang. He wished that he felt the same happiness that he did whenever a civilian thanked him or his gang.

     He couldn't help but be angry with you - for what right did you have to take away his happiness and replace it with forced smiles?

And, every time he thought like that, he immediately scolded himself. Of course, what happened wasn't your fault at all. In fact, It was more his fault than anyone else's.

Bruno shouldn't have let you go. He should've stuck to what he'd always said, and made you stay at home.

     ...But now wasn't the time to think of such things. He and the rest of the gang were heading home to sleep, in preparation for the next day. There'd no doubt be another mission waiting to be successfully completed by one or more of them, and they would have to be suitably prepared.

——

     Of course, Bruno knew he wasn't going to get a good night of sleep. For some reason, his thoughts during the day chased him into the night, and now he was led in his bed, alone, and wide awake.

     His only thoughts were of you. He thought of what had happened before, and what he could've done to prevent that from happening.

Bruno's mind replayed the whole scene, word for word, from memory.

——

"Screw you, Medoro!" You'd cried, clenching your fists with your stand close behind. Your usual grin was contorted into a frown, and your brow was furrowed with stress and anger. Medoro, the boss of another part of the Mafia, had been meddling with the boss' records, and therefore the boss himself had sent you and Bruno to defeat him.

Bruno had always admired how your stand looked; 『HOUSE OF PAIN』's ability was to draw on its enemies with a dark pen, however the dark lines were used as guidelines for its blades it hid underneath its long robes. Your stand wore a long, blue robe which went well with its almost neon orange skin colour and was covered neck-to-toe in beautiful inky illustrations, most of which held some significance in your life. Bruno couldn't help but feel happy when he discovered that an image of him was tattooed on 『HOUSE OF PAIN』's shoulder.