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

Shopping trip

[*me at the start of writing this*
Okay so I don't really have a plan so I hope this somehow works >_<]

[*me at the end of writing this*
Okay guys it worked! I'm really excited for the next chapters!]

''I hope I get to talk to him a bit more than usual at this event...hopefully it won't be a matter of being bodyguards for Giorno and we'll be able to enjoy ourselves.' You made a mental note to ask Giorno about that later.'

You knocked loudly on the door to Giorno's 'office'. Really it was just the room that was connected to his bedroom but it was where he worked so therefore it was now his office.

You heard a 'come in' from inside the room and you twisted the chunky handle that was cool in your hand.

You stepped in and Giorno raised his head to meet his guest. He frowned when he saw it was you, perhaps expecting someone else to be visiting but you ignored the thought.

"(y/n)...what is it?" He eyed you up and down warily, fully aware of your various 'pranks' on Fugo and Abbacchio. You raised your hands, showing they were empty and that you weren't planning anything but he still kept his guard raised. You slowly walked over to his desk, your hands resting by your sides.

"I had a question about the upcoming celebration..." You began and Giorno nodded for you to continue.

"Will we...will we be acting as your bodyguards or will we be free to also enjoy ourselves?" You managed. Giorno smirked and raised his brow, clearly knowing your motives but didn't address your obvious blush.

"Naturally you will be expected to remain on guard as usual, but no, you will not be expected to act as body guards." He replied, leaning forwards in his chair and resting his chin on his fingers that were crisscrossed together.

"Then in regards to attire...?"

"Dress smartly, it is a celebration after all." He replied and you sighed.

"Must I wear a dress?" You finally asked, giving up on masking your dread.

"Do you have something against dresses?" Giorno mused playfully and you wrinkled your nose.

"They're irritating and inconvenient for work." You spoke shortly.

"Well unfortunately for you, you are a lady and so therefore will have to attend in some kind of robe." He taunted, seemingly enjoying being able to see the distain in your eyes slowly grow.

You let out a loud heavy sigh. "Very well..." You mumbled and turned to leave.

"Oh and (y/n)..."

You turned to see what else he wanted.

"I doubt I need to say this, but please refrain from wearing anything stupid or embarrassing." He smiled sweetly and you pulled a face at him as you opened the door, only to find Bruno on the other side with his hand raised to knock.

"(y/n)?" He looked down, a little surprised to see you had been talking to Giorno.

"Questions about the celebration...umm...bye." You quickly exited and ran down the hall to where your own room was.

[Transported to the weekend]

It was the day you had planned to go out a short shopping excursion with Trish in order to find something suitable to wear.

It was nearly 10 o'clock in the morning and you made your way down the stairs and into the living room where Trish was sat with Mista next to her.