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

We Fell in Love in October

Wow, last chapter and I finally figured out what to call this story >_<

Also I'm not sure if I actually said who would be attending this celebration so in case I haven't: Essentially members of Passione are required to be there plus the general public of Naples (so a fair amount of people)

Another thing I'm not sure I mentioned: Mr. Vanetti hired staff and people to wait on the guests, the gang just had to set the decorations and the food up.

-Music that helped me write this chapter:
+Quarto de Hotel
+Howl's moving Castle
+ Nocturnal Waltz (Johannes Bornlöf)
+ Yellow (Coldplay)
+ Sweater Weather (The Neighbourhood)
+ School rooftop -> slowed down version (hisohkah)
+ We Fell In Love In October (Girl in Red)

(Again, I'm using Google translate so these might be wrong)
Mia bellissima - My beautiful

'"You idiot..." He chuckled quietly, lowering himself to your level and placing a small kiss on your forehead.'

[Time skip to when you get changed and the celebration has begun]

"(y/n), hurry up! I can hear the guests outside! We can't leave all the work to the guys!" Trish knocked softly on the door which led to the cubicle you were changing in.

"I know, I know! I'm just nervous!" You replied, smoothing out your dress, making sure it covered just enough of your thigh to be deemed a decent length.

"I'm sure you look fine!" She reassured but you still felt your heart pumping heavily in your chest and you bit your lip.

You gingerly unlocked the door and stepped out from inside the staff cubicle carrying the bag that now held your original clothes.

Trish turned around when she heard the click of the lock.

You watched as her eyes widened ever so slightly and her lips parted as she looked at what you were wearing.

"...(y/n)..." She whispered in a hushed tone before becoming extraordinarily excited and rushing up to you, throwing her arms around your neck.

"Oh, you look just stunning! You chose perfectly!" She squealed happily, stepping back.

"Speak for yourself. You look gorgeous!" You spoke from your heart as you took her dress in.

[I hope you don't mind the use of pictures, I just find it makes it easier]