JJBA Oneshots

Leone Abbacchio; Will You Marry Me?.

A/N:
Apologies for the unannounced slight hiatus, I had quite bad writers block and struggled with this pretty bad so, I hope its okay!

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As your eyes cracked open and your senses came to, the smell of eggs and bacon filled your nostrils. You rolled to your side in bed, and the warmth of your comforter begged you to never leave- you wondered what time it was.

You hoisted yourself to a sitting position and dangled your legs over the side of the bed. You checked your cell, that sat on the bedside table. It read, 11:35. Your eyes widened. You had slept in, accidentally! You wondered why no one had woken you?! Well...at least, you didn't have any jobs for today...

You rubbed your tired eyes with your palms and shuffled your feet to the floor. You stood and, as you did so; something caught your peripheral vision. Something hung, in a white garment bag, from the wardrobe- with a yellow sticky note attached to it.

You were the upmost confused. This must be Abbacchio, your boyfriends' doing. You made your way over to it and read it carefully.

'Goodmorning, Mia Cara
In this bag is a special gift you will be wearing tonight for our dinner reservation.
I will be busy all day, so I will see you then.
8:30.
Te amo~'

You smiled as your fingertips graced the note, and your heart fluttered. Leone took you out every once in a blue moon. He usually preferred to stay at home, and kick the rest of the team out for a few hours to make you a lovely candle-lit dinner. You couldn't say you minded. Either way, it was always charming. But it was on days like these, when neither of you had jobs or missions planned, that he would actually take you out.

You wondered what he was so busy doing today, though? Unless Bucciarati had sent him out to do something...

Ah! You were distracting yourself! Anyway...

You unzipped the garment bag. In it sat, peacefully, a red wine colored, tight-fit, elbow-length sleeved, body con styled dress with an open back. Paired with it was a rather expensive looking pair of 4 carat, diamond dangle earrings and a matching necklace to compliment.

You were astonished, almost shocked in amazement...Abbacchio would be getting a gracious thanking tonight, if you...catch my drift.

You carefully tucked the items back into the bag and continued about your morning, changing into some ordinary clothes that you would usually wear. The smell of breakfast caught the attention of your sensibilities again...

Delicious!

You ran a comb through your hair and tied it up in a rather, disheveled ponytail, but you didn't care- the guys had seen you even worse, before, and vice versa- flashback to a three week mission in the outskirts of Italy, where none of you had access to a shower, just sanitary wipes.

You cracked open the door to your bedroom and slipped through, making no haste to trudge down the long flight of stairs. When you reached the first floor, you heeded into the open kitchen.

Bucciarati sauntered over the oven, frying up bacon and eggs, wearing his authentic pink-apron with 'Kiss The Cook' scrawled over the front. Fugo stood next to him, carrying on a conversation. Giorno, Mista and Narancia sat at the stools of the breakfast bar.

"Mornin', fellas," You greeted. "Have any of you seen Leone?."

"No." The three boys at the breakfast bar grumbled, all at the same time. "Why do you ask?." Bruno intrigued, flipping an omelette.

"Oh, just wondering. Apparently he's taking me out tonight, said he was going to be busy all day...so I was just curious if anyone had seen him this morning."