Fate and Destiny decide the path that rest ahead, but who's to say someone can't save you from either of those?
Who's to say your story ends there?
(Team Bucciarati x Fem!reader)
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There will be spoilers. (Following the anime)
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"Mista, we safely retrieved the disc thanks to you." Crouching down beside the injured man Giorno spared him a smile raising a hand to showing the red plastic case.
"Great, that's amazing. Now let's hurry up and get me fixed up. I-I can't breath." letting out a strained response the gunslinger stared up at the sky, "I wouldn't have been able to show that kind of resolve if not for people on the team being able to help." Referring to the fact that both you and Giorno could fix things the man stared up at the blond.
He knew finding you would take a bit, so getting the blond to fix him up sounded better than nothing, "Hurry and fix me up, before I actually die."
"Of course. But I'd like to clear some things up first, firstly Golden Experience doesn't exactly fix things. It creates parts of your body. I'll give life to the bullets embedded in your body and plug up the arteries and other parts that were destroyed. Secondly you still haven't answered my question from the car."
"Just shut up and do it already."
Blinking down in responce Giorno let out a sigh, "Since I'm not exactly healing you your pain will remain. Please don't complain to me later." Golden Experience appeared beside him after speaking and a hand was rested on top of Mista's chest activating the stand's ability.
Right away the gunslinger began whining, "Ow! O-Ow! Be more gentle! Be more gentle, damn it! Giorno!"
Rolling his eyes at the squirming man Giorno let out a huff, "I told you, I can't. You're a gangster for crying out loud. Please quit fussing. There are about 18 more wounds, so you'll have to remove some of your clothes for me to plug the rest."
Somehow moving off towards a bench the blond continued to use his stand on the screeching man, "Ah come on Giorno! (Y/N)'s way is much nicer! Just leave the rest to her!" Whining that out and flailing around the blond just sighed once more for the millionth time.
"Well, tell me what happened and maybe we can wait for her." Feeling like now would be a good time to re-ask the question, Mista screeched from the pain once more before shouting out. "Fine! Fine! We accidentally kissed!"
Golden Experience stopped briefly as Giorno heard this, he wanted to know what happened of course but now knowing he couldn't help but slightly envy the gunslinger. "Oh, so that would explain why she's so awkward around you."
Nodding towards what the blond had said Mista took a deep breath staring up at the sky, "Yeah, I mean. I've been meaning to talk to her about it, but there isn't really time to do that." Explaining that Mista let out a sigh. It wasn't like you were avoiding him like the plague, it was just that there was never a time he could talk to you without the others around.
