Pannacotta Fugo x Reader One-shots

[70] sweater weather.

Hi, how's everyone doing today?
Happy New Year!

This is my first writing of the year! Filled with hope and fluff to start your year.
Let's get along this year, everyone.
Cheers!
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"It's cold outside. At least wear a jacket."

Crystal eyes, slanted smile, she's standing on her tiptoes. Turning around with her skirt fluttering in the harsh wind of winter. The way her hair falls on her shoulder got him quiet. She winked and call for his name.

"You're the one to talk," she laughed, "isn't it cold? Your outfit didn't change at all even after the year has changed. As for me, I have my sweater."

Her arms spread wide, showing the sweater she was wearing. The sweater she got as a gift from him just last month. Oversized, fluffy, and comfortable. 

"I suppose you're right," he whispered through the wind and spreading his arms. "I guess I'm cold, [y/n]."

"Should've said so earlier!" She ran to him with a wide smile and there goes the second hug of the year. "Fugo, you're dead cold. How are you okay?"

"How can I get cold when I have you?" Nothing too hyperbolic in his words. He said it like it's a natural thing to happen to everyone. 

She adores his warm smile when he said that. Every single time. 

"Should I do this while we walk?" His one arm over her shoulder while she's hugging him from the side. 

"It's hard to walk like this." He brushed the top of her head. Messing around with her soft silky hair and smells just like cotton candy. 

She nodded and grabbed his hand. "The usual then."

They took their walk leisurely among the white snows and surprisingly bustling streets. The mansion was reek of alcohol so the fresh air outside smelled delicious. The rest of the team was still asleep, spreading around the common room with no sign to wake up soon. It's a good chance to go on a little date on the first day of the new year.

"Do you want to have breakfast outside? Some places are still open. I'm sure Libeccio's open too."

"If that place with sweet jam is open, we'll eat there," she demanded, "if they're not open then Libeccio's will do."

He pulled her closer to avoid bumping into people. "As you wish. I'm in the mood for caffè latte too."

"I know right?" She snuggled on his arm. "Should we get something for them?"

"Let's just call someone after we eat. Look, the cafe is open."

"Yeay! Great, let's go!" 

She took the pace and start running while dragging him. He had to stagger on his feet but it's okay. She's always been the raging sun who shines his life. 

The waiter who recognizes them greeted them before seating them at their usual table. She stated that she and he will have the usual order. 

"It's much warmer inside." She cupped her own face that has gotten red all over. "Fugo, your face is red. You okay? I can't understand how can you stand the cold like that."

"I'm okay. I'm used to this." He slipped a chuckle between his words.  

"That's not good. Here, give me your hands." 

She clasped her hands with his on top of the table. Grinning and humming like a kid, she's content with the moment. Their eyes met and lost in each other. Until their order arrived.

He can't help but love her more when she decided to move her seat beside him. She's really warm and just beautiful as ever. Especially when she smiled like that.

"It's better like this, yes?" 

"Yes, it is."

"Great! Let's dig in." 

She nodded before start munching on her toast. Her moan of delight and how her cheeks turning redder really made him full. He's smiling as he's sipping on his latte. Surely there's no other way to start a new year better than this. 

"You're not eating anything," she turned around to him and offering a bite. "There's no other choice. I'm going to feed you like this."

"[y/n], I'm a grown man."

"You said it but still taking it."

He's munching proudly on what he just got. Both of them then snickered quietly in the corner of the empty place. Having their time in their own world. She snuck a kiss on his jaw. Only for her favorite person that no one can compete.

"You're such a tease."

She winked. "Here, here, eat more. I have a feeling someone will wake up soon."

"There's no need to hurry about it." He's taking a bite again, slightly frowning. Dissatisfied.

"My big baby is jealous!" She snickered and have to kiss him again to silence him up from being angry. "Take all my kisses here but you can't disturb people."

The second kiss on the lips of the year. Memories of the past two years with him were rolling back in his head. He can't wait to see what happens this year with her. There's a plan he's been preparing. It's about time to seal the whole relationship properly.

"Alright. Feed me again."

She's nodding in delight. 

It took a while to finish everything because they keep distracted by talking and teasing. Not that they mind or someone will be mad at them. Nothing can disturb them.

"Wait, the phone's vibrating." She took her phone from her skirt pocket and it was Bucciarati.

"What did Bucciarati say?" 

"Abbacchio's having a terrible hangover, Narancia and Mista, as well as pistols, are having tantrums because they're hungry. Giorno and Bucciarati would like something from the bakery."

"Those kids," he sighed, "we can't ignore Abbacchio  and Bucciarati though."

Apparently, their teammates can disturb them.

"It's okay, we just finished eating too. It's all according to plan."

"What plan?" He's genuinely confused and even more when she smiles meaningfully.

"Let's take nap when we get home. We've been up since last year."

"Oh," he said, silent for a minute, "we can do that."

There they go again, side by side, holding hands. Softly calling each other name names. Happy when the other one is happy. Always around when the other one is sad. Time is not forever but the feelings are eternal. 

"Let's get through this year together again, Fugo."

"Yes. I wish for the same thing."