𝔻 ଠ 𝕃 ℂ 𝔼 𝕊 𝕀 𝔾 ℕ ଠ ℝ 𝔸 (Vento Aureo x F! Reader)

Chapter 7

July 13th, 1988 5:43 PM

You walked back into the living room, holding Formaggio's hand tightly. You expected these guys to be super tough, and that they were. There was eight of them total, not including you and Formaggio, their newest members.

The other men stared at your much smaller form enter the room, eyeing you up and down. You hated their glares, they made you sick to your stomach. Despite hating the way they looked at you, especially the one with purple hair, you decided to be friendly, at least for the time being.

"Hello, I'm (Y/N) and this is Formaggio, it's very nice to meet you all." You say with a smile, bowing slightly out of respect. You came up from your bow to see Formaggio looking at you like you were crazy. You now wore an irritated face you pushed his head down, forcing him to bow. He grunts and stand straight again, looking at you with anger.

"(Y/N), this is Sorbet and Gelato." The tall man says pointing to two men, one sitting on the others lap. They give you an obviously forced smile and go back to messing with eachother.

'Okay, well I won't get in their way, they seem to be having a good time."'

"This is Prosciutto and Pesci, they're brothers." He says now pointing to the blonde guy from earlier and a very, very, thick necked man with green hair. The boy with green hair smiled wide and waved at you, a small blush on his cheeks. The blonde just nodded his head and looked away.

"That over there is Melone, Ghiaccio, and Illuso." He said, nodding over to three more males on the couch, facing you. Illuso smiled a little and went back to watching the TV, Ghiaccio just rolled his eyes and whispered something under his breath, and Melone was staring at you with a predatory look. You really didn't want to go near him.

"And I'm Risotto, your new Capo." He says turning to now face you. He holds out his hand as you shake it. His grip was about as strong as you expected it to be, but damn it hurt. Suddenly, you heard a loud and obnoxious cough behind you. You turn to see Formaggio producing the annoying sound. Your face dropped into one of annoyance and you rubbed your temples.

"Formaggio," Risotto said in a deep voice. Formaggio's form now straightened as he leaned his head in, awaiting his very own welcome to the gang. "You must go through an inititiation of sorts before you're officially one of us." Risotto finishes.

"What?! Why didn't she have to do that?! God, it's so unfair!" He says, having a mini tantrum. He crossed his arms and wore a fake little pout before you started giggling. His eyes opened to see you smiling fully, a hand over your mouth and one on your stomach.

'Cuteeeee.' He thought.

"Well, I guess it can't be helped. When will I do this initiation or whatever?" He asks, his hands now on his hips with a sassy look. He was quite the sassy person, at least that's how you saw him.

"Tomorrow. For now you can stay here, but you two are going to have to share a room. Our place is a little small for all 10 of us, so we've got to accomodate." Risotto replys, turning away and walking down one of the halls, presumably to your new room. You follow behind as does Formaggio.

3rd person POV

"So, what does everyone think of the new girl?" Illuso asks the gang, to which half of them let out a heavy sigh.

"We don't get paid enough if you ask me. What are we going to do now that we have more members to share the money with? Her stand's probably usless too, she's just gonna leech money off us." Prosciutto says, standing up and walking to his own room.

"Wow he's nice isn't he?" Ilusso says under his breath. "Pesci, how about you? You looked a little head over heels earlier." He asks wearing a cheeky smile.