Passione (Writing letters to Santa)

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Sorry for the silence here!! I've been more active on Tumblr... As an apology, I'll try to double update today! A little something for Christmas.

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A young teen and strangely named after an orange enters the room. His eyes curiously wander at your busy hunched figure. There were scratching noises that he heard. "Y/N! Watcha doing?" He slowly walks behind you and takes a peek at what you're working on. "Hmm" Your dominant hand stops and you crane your neck to look at Narancia.
"Writing a letter to Santa!" Grabbing the paper, you showed him what you have been writing so far. He looks at you, puzzled.

Unbeknownst to you three, the wine stepmom enters the room, howling in laughter at your childish behavior. "Ha! You're older than Narancia but you still write letters to Santa?!" He topples over, acting like it was the most hilarious thing he had ever heard. Did he drank too much wine?

Bruno, who was quietly watching beside you the whole time, spoke up to defend you but only to get cut off. "Well... yeah? Is there something wrong...? I... I've never experienced Christmas... after all, I was raised strictly into an assassin."
The three males shared a collective surprised look after hearing your origin for the first time. "..." Bruno glances at Abbachio, advising him to discontinue his mean comments.

"I see." Abbachio may often be mean but he knew when to keep his mouth shut, not to mention Bruno kept giving him odd looks. "We should join them." Now all eyes were on the leader. Including your thrilled orbs, staring at him expectantly. "Oh?"

"Oh yeah! That sounds fun!" The younger boy exclaims, excited to participate in the activity.
The oldest man groans. 'No, it's not.' Abbachio thoughts as he looks at Narancia with a glare for the unnecessary shouting. Suddenly, everyone's attention was on him, expecting the man to refuse to join in festivities.

He crosses his arms and grumbles, not wanting to waste his time on activities like this. Hesitantly, he glances at you. Which was a mistake since you had the most persuasive puppy doe eyes. No matter how much he adverts his eyes, it always comes to your gleaming eyes.

After a while of keeping his posture straight but always failing; he finally submits.

"Great! I'm going to grab more paper and pens then! Maybe some more materials so you could design your own envelope!" You continued to ramble out of joy because you managed to somehow convince Abbachio to join your little letter-making. Your voice trailing and getting further as you exit the room to get supplies for your team.

"Good grief..." Abbachio takes a seat beside your reserved one, casually peeking at what you were writing. Narancia complained that he wanted to take a seat beside you but the older man ignored his whining.

"Hey, Y/N is a new member. Cut them some slack." Bruno commented whilst also ignoring the screaming Narancia in the background.

After a while, you enter back into the room. The three of them seated quietly, doing their separate things with an angry Narancia sitting on the floor, intent on taking a seat beside you. "I'm back! Also, why is there a grumpy orange on the floor?" Settling down the box of supplies, you look at Bruno for an answer but he was distracted and taken aback by the box filled with various items.

"Isn't this a little too much...?" Looking back to the box and back to him, you shrug. Narancia was already up from the floor and taking contents out of the box, inspecting it individually. "No wonder it took you so long!" Narancia adds.

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