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

Movie night

Sorry I didn't update earlier :(  Do you guys mind the more relaxed chapters? I feel like it's necessary so that the reader has a chance to see Bucciarati outside of 'working' so that it progresses the relationship.

Also the lyrics to one of the songs were too good not to put in. The song's called "sweet transvestite" from The Rocky Horror Picture Show and I've put the lyrics in bold and underlined them :)

'You then settled down into your seat and nuzzled into the cushions to make yourself more comfortable. You sighed as you got ready to watch the film.'

You hadn't meant to, but ended up much closer to Bucciarati than you originally intended. You were more than half way through the film and coming up was one of your favourite songs. Your eyes lit up as the scene approached.

"It looks like a good scene is coming up..." Bucciarati leaned over and whispered to you.

"Have you seen it before?" You whispered back, keeping your eyes trained on the screen. "No, but you're leaning forwards and staring at the screen intently so I'm assuming you're looking forward to something..." He replied and you turned to face him, blushing. "Was it that obvious?" You spoke in a quiet voice. He just chuckled and patted your head lightly before turning his attention back to the screen.

The music started and you sat up, grooving to the sound. You bounced your legs up and down quietly in time to the beat. Subconsciously you started mouthing the words and smiling happily.

"Do you know all the lyrics to the song?" Bucciarati laughed. You turned to him still mouthing the words, but sang along to prove you did in-fact, know every lyric.

"I've been making a man...
With blond hair and a tan...
And he's good for relieving my..."
You winked at Bucciarati
"...Tension."

You turned back to face the TV after proving yourself, you hadn't noticed his parted lips or his eyes that were trained on your mouth as you spoke. The song carried on and came to an end.

"I see you shiver... with antici-

-pation!"

You threw your arms in the air when you managed to get the timing perfect. The song ended and the film carried on.

Eventually the film finished. By this point you had your legs crossed and your right leg was resting on top of Bucciarati's thigh but honestly you weren't really paying attention to him.

Giorno got up and turned the lights back on while you leant back into the sofa, stretching your legs and arms and yawning loudly. You ended up sliding onto the floor and resting your head upwards towards the ceiling. "(y/n), how many times have you watched that? You were mouthing all the lyrics!" Mista leaned forward so that he could see across to where you were slumped.

"I can't even count how many, but it's been too long since I've watched it..." You looked up to the large TV screen as the credits were rolling. "THAT WAS SUCH A GOOD FILM!" You squealed, jumping up onto your feet.

"(y/n)!! How did that one song go? The one at the end where they were dressed as strippers????" Narancia was just as excited as you were, if not more. "You mean Sweet Transvestite?" You began to sing the song and clicked your fingers as you did. Narancia's eyes widened, "YEAH THAT ONE! IT WAS SO GOOD!!! I WANT TO WEAR HIGH HEALS!!!" He jumped up and down to convey his enthusiasm.

You laughed at him, "Well maybe when I get the chance to go home I can lend you a pair to try on!" You smiled widely, happy that he shared your enjoyment. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Narancia. Before you know it she'll want to start putting you in frilly maid dresses." Abbacchio spoke grumpily from the other end of the sofa, his hand was massaging his forehead, getting flashbacks.