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

XXII

[Growth]
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The sun shown in through the blinds and lit up the room, casting a glow on it as one of the people occupying the bed slowly began to wake up from their sleep. (Y/n) rubbed his eyes while stiffly pushing himself up into a sitting position, his gaze blurry and his head aching. He took in a deep breath before exhaling loudly as he looked around at where he was, his eyebrows pulling together in confusion when he seen his disorganized surroundings. This wasn't his house and it certainly wasn't Bruno's or Abbacchio's.

(Y/n) felt a movement beside him and quickly turned his head to it, dread filling his body and making his being feel heavy as he swallowed nervously. "Fuck. Fuuuck." He whispered to himself while carefully lifting the black comforter off of him and slipping out of bed. Memories from last night came flooding to his brain and it made back away from the pink haired male. How stupid could he be? He not only left Bruno and Abbacchio at the party but he thought it was a good idea to let Diavolo take advantage of him?

He stood still for a few moments before he finally snapped out of it and realized that he was standing beside Diavolo's bed with nothing on and he could potentially wake up at any minute. (Y/n) picked up his underwear first at quickly pulled them on, having found them first since they were on the edge of the bed, then reached for his pants and buttoned them up when he got them on. He tried to be as quiet as he could, the last the he wanted was for Diavolo to wake up and see him making a dash for it, but being the klutz and idiot that he was, he always managed to screw something up.

The teen winced when he bumped into Diavolo's dresser as he was pulling his white dress shirt on and froze upon hearing the sleeping male sigh. He continued buttoning up his shirt when Diavolo simply rolled over to face him, a peaceful expression on his face as he slept. (Y/n) slipped on his blazer and adjusted it around his shoulders while observing the pink haired teen in the bed, a small frown on his face.

He felt bad for just leaving like this but he didn't want to outstay his very unwelcome welcome. He didn't remember most of what went on between them but he was sure that they'd be coming back to him soon. (Y/n) glanced between the door and Diavolo with a conflicted look, debating whether he should stay or not, before clenching his jaw and walking over to the side of the bed that the other was sleeping on and kneeling down next to him.

"I hope you're happy with yourself. I hate you and myself, because I did some pretty stupid shit and you're the reason behind it." (Y/n) muttered to him, his hands clenching tightly onto the blankets to keep himself under control. He'd much rather be in his own room, on his own bed, and driving to school in his own car to meet Bruno. The person he left at a damn party, drunk off his ass and guilty for something so small that he couldn't help. "I better not hear of this at school, not from you or your idiot friends telling everyone about it."

Green eyes were revealed as Diavolo's eyelids opened, his stare landing on (Y/n) with mischief in them. "You afraid everyone's illusion of King (Y/n)'ll change when they hear about you screwing around with me?" He questioned and (Y/n) was quiet for a few seconds, his gaze turning to his hands before he stood up from the floor and shook his head.

"No." (Y/n) responded, biting the inside of his lip while playing with the hem of his blazer. Fuck school, who cares about it, you only need the paper that comes from it to get a higher education or a job. He was only going to end up working for his dad anyway so who needs a diploma. "I couldn't care less about the school finding out, I just don't want my friends knowing how much of an idiot I am for leaving them to bang you." He took one last look at Diavolo before turning and walking away from the bed, leaving him alone in the room as he closed the door behind him.