〖JJBA One-shot Collection〗- Songs of Bizarre Adventures

Narancia - A Little Bit of Rain

I don't know man, I have this headcanon that Narancia is neurodivergent because he acts a lot like me so, take this. He's my baby and I'd do anything for him. Anyway, enjoy!

Nami.

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"YOU BLOODY IDIOT!! THAT'S IT, I'M DONE WITH YOU!! YOU WON'T ACHIEVE SHIT WITH THAT PEANUT-SIZED BRAIN OF YOURS!!

- YOU WANNA REPEAT THAT AGAIN?!"

It was a day like another. And it was clear that Bucciarati was absent, or the boys would not get carried away by their strongest emotions like that. Or at least there would be someone there to scold them for their immature attitude. Sitting at the table with Mista, (Y/N) was watching him feed Six Pistols biscuits, when the incessant screams of the two fighting boys caught their attention. And they deeply sighed when their (E/C) eyes lent on Fugo hitting Narancia with his heavy algebra book. Furious, Narancia was biting his lower lip violently so as not to break in front of the others. But he was biting so hard that it left a metallic taste in his mouth. Seeing him freak out that way, (Y/N)'s heart tightened in their chest and they leaned down to whisper to Mista.

"Don't you think we should stop them?

- Errh... They're used to it, they're gonna stop when they get tired anyway."

(Y/N) was only very unconvinced by this answer. Especially when, pushed to the limit, Narancia yelled:

"YOU'RE A SHIT TEACHER, FUGO!! YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE GOOD FOR NOTHING HERE!! I GIVE UP, FUCK OFF!! "

And with that said, he went to lock himself in his room, not without having loudly slammed the door behind him. Fugo was speechless. Frowning, he sank back onto the sofa, hiding behind the book he was reading without another word. After having to witness such a show, (Y/N) was really not sure that Mista's advice was the best in this situation. Especially if Narancia had preferred to flee the conflict rather than fight back. It must have been that he was really exhausted. And (Y/N) could not leave him in such a state. Then, slowly, they got up and went to Narancia's room, followed by Mista's curious eyes as the man could not restrain a smirk. But (Y/N) preferred to ignore it. They had more important things to take care of now.

"Nara?"

No answer. They knocked softly on the door, hoping for more answers.

"Narancia, it's me... will you open the door for me?"

They did not receive an immediate response. But after a few seconds immersed in silence, the door opened slowly... On a weeping Narancia. Met with red puffy eyes, big tears kept streaming down his cheeks, and he was seized with uncontrollable sobs.

"Oh, Nara..."

(Y/N) quickly closed the door behind them. Narancia started crying even more when they opened their arms to hug him. But rather than accept the hug as he usually would, the young man slipped into his bed to continue crying into his pillow. He was having a meltdown. It was not the first time, and certainly would not be the last. And (Y/N) knew better than anyone, he would refuse any affection until the brunt of the breakdown was over. There was only one thing to do: prepare everything to comfort him. Without any hesitation, they walked over to the music station of the young man who was trying in vain to stifle his sobs in the fabric of his pillow. After delving a little through his tape collection, (Y/N) pulled out one of his favorite songs, which they placed in the device that suddenly began to play its music merrily. Narancia snorted, slowly raising his head to examine his music station. He was still hyperventilating. But slowly, very slowly, he was starting to calm down. So (Y/N) went to open his closet and pulled out his favorite hoodie. The one he had worn so much that there were a few holes at some places. Then, slowly, they settled down cross-legged on the bed. A pained look on his face, but most of the breakdown over, Narancia reached out to grab his hoodie. And once he had put it on, he crawled to come and curl up in (Y/N)'s arms, who greeted him warmly. Like a koala, the young man put his arms and legs around the figure of the one he loved so much, before hiding his wet face in their neck. (Y/N) gently rubbed their back, a faint smile on their lips.

"Everything is fine Nara. I'm here."

-... I'm not stupid, (Y/N). Huh, I'm not stupid, right?

- Of course not. Just because you're bad at math doesn't mean you're stupid. Fugo got carried away, but I'm sure he didn't mean a word of it.

-... but it was really mean.

- Yeah, that was really mean. And I will have to talk to him about it. Because I don't want to see you like this anymore.

- ... I'm sorry.

- Don't apologize, caro. You have all the rights to be upset."

Narancia straightened his back a little to stare deeply into (Y/N)'s beautiful (E/C) eyes, as they gave him a warm smile and leaned down to kiss his forehead. Narancia snuffled and let his head fall back against (Y/N)'s shoulder. He was exhausted from crying so much, but at least his meltdown was over.

"Say, Nara...

-... mmh?

- Can I brush your hair?"

Narancia nodded against their shoulder. Then, after a while of staying in this position that was so comfortable for him, he got up to get his hairbrush from the drawer of his dresser. He handed it to (Y/N) before sitting cross-legged in front of them, rocking back and forth slightly. As always, he was having a hard time staying still. (Y/N) took off his hair band, and sighed deeply when they saw the amount of knots that had to be untangled. Enough to say that Narancia would take very little care of his hair. Gently, (Y/N) worked to untangle his hair. And soothed by the softness of their gestures, Narancia began to hum the song he could hear in the background, a faint smile on his lips. (Y/N) took this opportunity to place a few butterfly kisses against his neck, before whispering to him.

"Hey, Nara?

- Mmh?

- Spell ICUP. "

Narancia narrowed his eyes, unable to see the bad joke coming.

"I... C... U... OH!"

And he burst out laughing, before exclaiming loudly:

"I see you pee!!"

(Y/N) started laughing with him. It took very little for him to regain his good humor, and that was all that mattered. It was that big smile they wanted to see on the face of the one they loved, and nothing else. Tears of laughter in the corners of his eyes, Narancia ran a hand through his hair and was surprised that he could run his fingers through it without getting stuck in the knots. He turned to offer big sparkling eyes to (Y/N) who let out a small laugh. And without hesitation, Narancia slipped back into their embrace to rub his nose against the crook of their neck, a calm smile on his lips. And then he whispered.

"... Thanks, (Y/N). Thank you for caring about me...

- Anytime, caro.

- It really means the world.

- You mean the world."

Narancia gasped, immediately straightening up to look (Y/N) in the eye. And they chuckled, their cheeks turning slightly pink with the cheesy phrase that had just come out of their own mouth. In a low voice as if someone could hear him, Narancia happily exclaimed, sparkles in his eyes.

"You mean the world to me too!"