Pannacotta Fugo x Reader One-shots

[74] time to go home.

Hi, how's everyone doing?
I believe I've been gone for months? I hope in those times everyone is doing well - and importantly - is healthy! As for me, I've been going through.. one hella roller coaster. To keep it short, I'm currently recovering from the virus. 

Here's a little gift from me for everyone.
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You woke up to a voice telling you to wake up. It was the only thing you can hear.., and feel. It was when you open your eyes that everything comes back to you. Headache, aching bones all over your body, thirsty as you tried to sit down. 

"Hey, are you alright? You look terrible."

That is when you realize the situation you're in. You're scanning whatever you can see, glancing over everywhere. It seems like you were passed out on an ordinary alley. Nothing too suspicious.

"Hello?"

Also, there is this kid. A kid with a familiar stare. Like he's judging you constantly over the stupidity written all over your face. He's been staring back at you for a while with his crossed arms. Though he does looks concerned a bit. If not why is he staying here for so long?

"Could it be," you leaned to him, "you're Fu?"

"Fu?" he repeated, scrunching his face. "Did you hit your head or something?"

"Oh my God!" 

He backed away, bewildered by you suddenly grabbing his shoulders. "What?"

"There is no way! What's your name?!"

"Isn't it you who should tell your name first?" 

"You never change, huh!" You retracted your hands off him. "The name is [y/n] [l/n], sir!"

"You're a weird person." He looked at you up and down. "I am Fugo."

"Just Fugo?" you grinned. 

The kid sighed. "Pannacotta. Pannacotta Fugo."

"That's why calling you Fu is better. You hate your first name after all," you laughed, "I can't believe I got sent to the past this far! You look so adorable! Still a bit grumpy but it is one of your best charms!"

Fugo, the kid, slapped your hands away off his face. "What the hell are you doing. Who are you? And don't touch me."

"Yes, I won't!" You raised your hands. "Ah, where are you going?"

Fugo didn't look back when you asked as he walks away from you. "Stay away from me. You're a freak."

"Don't leave me! I know nothing here! I can tell you who I am though!" 

You're following him, obviously. Hanging by his side and thinking how small he is. Usually, you would have to look up to see his face. 

"Aren't you going to talk?"

"Yes, sir! The name is [y/n] [l/n], you can call me [y/n] or a fool. I am the strategist Fugo sidekick. We work together to gather intel and fight bad guys! I ended up here because of the enemy stand power attack. It seems they can send someone to the past. I want to go back but I don't know how I can go back. I only know you here so I will follow you until I figure out something-"

"Cut it out. You did hit your head. I don't know whatever you're blabbering."

"I guess so," you chuckled. "But I promised that I won't lie to you ever." 

Fugo's glancing at you then looking back to the road. You smile to yourself. It is a habit of him to look at the person he's talking to then looking away before actually talking when he's nervous.