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

Moving in

Hellooo! I'm starting this chapter the same day as writing the other! I felt bad because I didn't feel like that chapter gave anything? It felt a bit pointless so I'm starting on this chapter already so that hopefully people will keep reading ^_^

I think I'm going to have (y/n) interact with the other members a bit more and maybe have Abbacchio tease the reader in front of Bucciarati and see how he reacts :)

Hope you enjoy :)

'Before leaving you made a quick check around your house to make sure windows were locked and lights were off. After encountering some significant trouble getting your suitcase down the stairs you dashed to the kitchen and raced to the fridge, grabbing a good amount of food and placing it into a plastic bag along with your satchel that had your money and phone in, along with other miscellaneous objects. With all the doors and windows locked and the lights off, you and Abbacchio set out into the night.'

It took a while to get from your house to the gang's, especially since you were carrying your suitcase and it was dark. But at long last you made it! You looked up at the house where you would be living from now on.

'Wow things have progressed quickly... so much has happened, I'm so worn out.' You silently hoped you would be able to sleep well tonight.

Abbacchio pressed in the door code then unlocked it, you peered in to see what it was like. Abbacchio noticed you weren't paying attention to your surroundings so snuck up behind you and pushing you in lightly, making you jump and fall forwards onto the floor, having to summon your stand to prevent yourself from hitting the floor face first.

You picked yourself up and turned around to face your assailant. He averted his eyes whistling and sauntered past.

"Ohhhhh no no no, you're not getting away that easily Abba!" You charged at him and jumped onto his back.

He made no effort to remove you.

'Stupid ass trying to act all strong and tough,' you thought as he continued to carry you.

"Oi! I'm up here, at least pretend I'm causing a bit of damage!" You complained indignantly.

"Shouldn't we be focusing on getting your bags upstairs? Or do you want to continue your childish play fight?" Abbacchio taunted evilly.

'I'll show him!" With that you grabbed a fistful of his hair and tugged at it, expecting a reaction.

"Wow, (y/n)! You really have grown up, first the tentacles now hair pulling~? Who knew you were so dirty," he teased you relentlessly.

You dropped off him, completely shocked that he resorted to making fun of your room! After you agreed to not speak of it!

Right as you were about to give Abba a good telling off, Bucciarati walked in, looked very confused. "What's this about hair-pulling?" He looked at Abbacchio as he spoke who held his arms up defensively.

"Don't look at me! (y/n) was the one who initiated it..."  He replied, giving you a sly smirk.

Your mouth dropped open.

'How dare he!'

Bucciarati gave you a questioning glance.

"Wait no! It's not-! Abbacchio was making fun of me!!! And he was teasing me about-," you cut yourself off before you could incriminate yourself any further.

"Teasing you about what?" Bucciarati inquired. Narancia and Giorno had now entered the large front hallway too.

"Well answer him, (y/n). He is your boss now...", you heard Abbacchio egg you on, trying to purposefully push your buttons.