JJBA One-Shots Because Yes. (And Other Things...)

Ghiaccio x Reader: *insert weird but meaningful title*

Requested by: fwarie

"I'm going out! Be back in a bit!" you called out, opening the front door. "Okay, don't stay out too late!" Bruno yelled back, waving you off as you exited out the door, closing it behind you. You started to walk down the sidewalk to your destination with a big smile on your face. You see, tonight you were going to be going on a date with your boyfriend, Ghiaccio. This is something that you never really got to do because one: he's always angry so he always says "No! 😤🤬" two: he's part of La Squadra, and you're part of the Bucci Gang, so you could guess how often the two of you get to spend together. 

You were broken out of your thoughts when you heard a ding come from your phone, and you took it out of your pocket to see what kind of notification you'd gotten. It was text message from Ghiaccio that read, "Where are you???? You're taking FOREVER." You laughed as you read the message and quickly responded with, "I'm almost there. Calm down."

You didn't get any response from that, just the word, "read" below your message to indicate that Ghiaccio had seen what you said. You smiled again as you put your phone away and kept walking, only to realize that you'd reached your destination. It was a fancy looking restaurant that was decorated all over with pretty looking vines and pretty looking flowers planted into the ground. You sighed happily as you walked inside, immediately looking for Ghiaccio, but seeing him no where. You frowned a bit, but kept looking. You nearly umped out of your skin when you felt a hand grab you by the shoulder.

"Hey," the person said. You recognized that voice anywhere, and sighed with relief when you realized that it was just Ghiaccio behind you. "Hi!" you said, turning around to face him. Ghiaccio smiled a bit as he took in your appearance, since it wasn't everyday that he got to see it. "I already have a table for us, so let's go sit," he said, walking ahead of you and going to where you assumed was the table. You followed him until the two of you got to a small booth that was in a corner of the room. You sat down in the seat across from and stare at him as he sits down himself. 

Once he finally gets situated, you spoke up. "So, how's that whole 'Venezia' thing going for you?" you teased. Ghiaccio exhaled aggressively. "People still don't understand how to fucking say one simple word! It's so annoying! I just want to beat the shit out of everyone!" he exclaimed, slamming his fist on the table, thankfully not drawing any attention to your table. You tried to stifle a laugh. but it just didn't work. You let out a laugh, which only seemed to anger Ghiaccio even further. "What're you laughing at?! You think it's funny or something?!" 

You shook your head as you tried to keep yourself from laughing again. "Nono! I just-- pfft-- I just think that it's kind of silly that you're still holding onto that!" "Whatever," Ghiaccio said, crossing his arms. Once your laughter finally died down, you tried to reach over the table and put your hand on one of his arms. "Sorry-! Sorry. I didn't mean to make you upset," you said weakly, still recovering from your laughter session. "Whatever," he said again. "Is that all you're gonna say to me for the rest of the night?" you asked. "No, I have a variety of vocabulary. I'm not five," he muttered. "Well, do you know how to say, 'I love you,' to your girlfriend?" you questioned, raising a brow. 

Ghiaccio blushed a bit. "Yes." "Then why don't you say it? C'mon, give it a go. I'm all ears," you said, putting your hand up to your ear to "hear him better." Ghiaccio sighed. "I love you." "Mmmmm- Didn't sound convincing enough. Can you say that again?" you teased. "I love you," Ghiaccio said, a bit harsher this time. "Oooooone more time?" you asked. "Goddammit (Y/n), I love you! I love you more than I ever have with anything else in my entire fucking life! And I fucking hate that we always have to meet up like this in secret! It's so fucking annoying!" Ghiaccio yelled. Your eyes went wide. "Ghiaccio.. I-- I didn't know you felt like that.." "I have since the first time we went out! I always have to make up a different excuse everytime I'm about to meet up with you so no one gets suspicious!" Ghiaccio confessed.