Stranger Things | Bruno B. & Leone A. x M!Reader

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[The Reflex]
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It didn't take long for night to come around and trick or treaters to make their appearance around the town, a variety of costumes on the children, preteens, and the occasional teenager looking for free candy. Music from the house could be heard down the street as teens trickled in and filled the home, the Halloween party starting quickly.

(Y/n)'s car slowed to a stop in front of the house and he looked at it through the passenger window, watching people go through the front door and reveal about a hundred teenagers inside already. "How did I get myself into this?" He mumbled to himself while Bruno, who sat in the passengers seat, turned his head to look at him.

"It won't be that bad, (Y/n). If you ever want to leave, just find me or Abbacchio and we'll go home, okay?" Bruno reassured making (Y/n) glance at him and nod, sighing as he turned off the car and got out. He walked around the vehicle and headed towards the house with Bruno and Abbacchio following him, the three walking up the path that lead up to the front step. (Y/n) could already feel the headache coming on and it wasn't from the smell of alcohol that wafted out from the front door when he pushed it open.

Bruno smiled in excitement at all of the dancing people and the difference between (Y/n)'s get together last year and this, they were all having so much fun and didn't care if someone was watching. So far, his first actual party was going well and he had two of his closest people with him.

Leone felt his heart race as he maneuvered through the crowd and into the kitchen where the drinks were, Bruno and (Y/n) behind him while he filled a red plastic solo cup with the spiked punch that was on the counter. As he took a sip, he found Bruno staring at the cup and him while (Y/n) unfolded his black sunglasses and slipped them on his face.

"Where to first?" (Y/n) asked making the short haired teen look at him and smirk, grabbing his arm tightly before dragging him towards the sweaty and dancing teenagers in the living room where Abbacchio watched them disappear amongst them. He leaned against the counter and faced away from the many people that were on the other side of the counter, drinking the liquid in the cup and trying to ignore the feeling that ate away at him. Something didn't feel right about being here, he didn't know if that was because there was the possibility of running into Diavolo or if it was because he hated people in general.

(Y/n) felt himself begin to smile as he watched Bruno dance and attempting to get him to as well, a warmth in his chest despite not having anything to drink yet. "Dance with me! It's not like anyone's watching right now!" Bruno yelled over the music while grabbing (Y/n)'s hand and pulling him closer, not missing the corners of his mouth lifting when he did. (Y/n) shook his head before slowly beginning to sway to the beat of the song, Bruno chuckling and continuing what he was doing.

This wasn't too bad, so far Bruno was having fun and Abbacchio was drinking for free which probably made him happy for the time being. Upon thinking about the white haired male, (Y/n) turned his head to where he was standing to find him just beginning to turn around to look at them, Abbacchio's gaze moving down to look at his cup after he seen that (Y/n) was already looking at him.

"He actually came to the party?" A deep voice came from beside him and Leone's head swiveled to where it came from, green eyes filled with anything but good and wild green hair. "I didn't think he would but Diavolo must've pulled some strings inside him." He smirked as he watched Bruno and (Y/n) dance to the next song that played, grins on their faces and not a care in the world.

Abbacchio glared at the teen next to him and disregarded what he said, pouring more punch into his cup and drinking it quickly. The male moved closer to stand next to the white haired male while he was distracted and noticed the glum look on his face, "You know, instead of standing here and looking like a stalker, you could go over there and take him." He remarked making Leone clench his free hand tightly, staring at the liquid that filled his cup. He didn't want to reply to him until he got a little drunk, than he could have the chance of forgetting everything that the both of them said.