We Fell in Love in October [Bruno Bucciarati x reader]

Abbacchio

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Okay so I realised there's a huge time confusion gap thing in the story! So I'm going to clear that up real quick!

The story is set after Giorno has joined the gang, they went to go get the treasure and Bucciarati gets appointed to Capo, HOWEVER the order to protect Trish has not been given yet, this story began when they were returning from finding the treasure!

Also this part won't really add anything to the story I don't think, just a little relaxing chapter. Basically this is Abbacchio helping (y/n) pack to move in to the gangs house :/

For this chapter I'm listening to 'leaper' from the Banana Fish soundtrack :')

'"Have you decided?" Bucciarati broke you out of your thought.

You looked him in the eye, sincerely.

"Yes..."

"...I will be joining."'

"Then it's settled." Bucciarati stated authoritatively. "You should pack and prepare to move into our house as soon as possible in order to make communication easier as well as to protect yourself since you will now be associated with Passione." He turned on his heel and began making his way to the exit. From the hallway you hear Narancias hyper voice pipe up, "Did she join??? Did she? Did she?"

You smiled at his childishness, it was endearing.

'I will not forgive anyone who hurts my little bean', you thought solemnly.

Before Bucciarati left he turned around, pausing. "Abbacchio, since you and (y/n) already know each other, why don't you stay and help her pack, speed her along."

Then he turned to you. "I hope you're faster at packing than you are at shopping," and with that he turned and faded out into the darkness of your hallway.

You pouted at his comment that had caught you off guard. You sighed and turned back to Abbacchio, "looks like we'll have to be speedy." You grumbled before waddling out the doorway and up the narrow flight of stairs that led to your landing. Abbacchio following silently behind, equally disgruntled.

You stood outside the door that led to your bedroom, Abbacchio stood next to you. When you made no move to open the door he reached out for the door knob. You grabbed his hand in a firm grip, making him wince. You brought your face dangerously close to his and looked him in the eyes threateningly.

"We will not speak of what's inside my room after we have left. Understood?" As much as you tried to sound scary he just stared blankly at you before patting you on the head and walking in.

The door closed ominously behind him, with you still on the outside.

A few moments past.

Abbacchio then emerged from the room with a solemn look on his face. "Agreed."

With the agreement made, you both entered your bedroom.