The Bet To A New Life.(JJBA Golden Wind× reader )

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Key words

Y/n=your name
E/c = eye colour
H/c=hair color
F/c=favorite colour
F/f=favorite flower

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Getting back to the hideout was the last of your issues right now. You had to deal with First's screams of joy as she received her favorite sweets, that you bought before you finished with the little shopping escapade you had, and the crying session but you would rather close that chapter. You were tired as it is, the meeting with Formaggio only consumed you from any will to put up with bullshit. The headache was at this point unbearable. You, happily of your purchase, bought a few boxes of tea, hoping you had some time to drink one before the next orders.

Once back, you reassured Fugo that no one followed you. He didn't ask. He didn't dare to put your competence under question, especially after what happened to Abbachio. But you reassured him nonetheless.

Speaking of which, Abbacchio did not dare to look you in the eyes. When you got back, he hurried up, probably switching with someone in keeping an eye on Trish. You don't know how much what you said affected him, or even phase him, but you can say positively that now he does not dare to question you, his anger being channeled over poor Giorno. You thought at some point to try to intervene, but you knew it was hopeless. He had to earn his place in this team, just like you did now and even back in the day with your team. Now that you think about it, Abbachios behavior reminded you a lot of Second. He took you for granted the first time as well. You smiled a bit in your head at the thought of him being so genuinely scared of you he would ask you if he can go to the bathroom. Good old days.

All that being said, you made a hot cup of tea, something that you looked forward to. While First and Second gave Trish her stuff, you prepared a snack for her, from small things you buyed. Of course, you made her a cup of cold tea as you remembered her enjoying rather cold drinks.

While you were preparing everything, in a bit of a hurry as you knew the new orders will come soon, you felt a presence behind you.

-"May I have a cup as well please?" The warm tone and the friendliness made Bruno Bucciarati's voice recognizable under a thousand others.

You turn partially your head to see him sit down at the table Second cleaned with his whole willpower. Second, hates uncleaned places, so you've always let him do what he needed to, so he won't be under an unwanted, uncomfortable space.

-"Of course." You responded. Having a mask on all the time had its downs as your field of view was more limited, but you didn't need to see who it was to recognize Bucciarati.

Just as you start to prepare the tea, Second comes into the kitchen. "Second please give this to Thrish." You made a gesture with your head that led to the tray sitting on the counter beside you. She nodded, taking the tray and leaving the room happy to help you in any way. "Sugar or honey?" You got no response, so you turned around catching Bucciarati by surprise as he stared at you until that point. He was sitting at the table, facing you, holding his head in one of his hands.

He shakes his head. "Sorry, can you repeat?" He seemed a bit ashamed that he got chatched as he didn't expect you to move this fast.

-"Do you want sugar or honey in your tea?" You asked again, in the same unexpressive, monotone voice you always have.

-"Sugar, please. Three teaspoons. "You nodded as you turned back to finish his request. Even though he had his computer in front of him, probably waiting for a new order, he just seemed to look at you.

You turned around and sit in front of him, with your tea in hand and his placed neatly, by you, in front of him.

-"Thank you." His way of speaking was in a respectful, yet solemn and friendly manner. You wondered how can he speak in such many tones. You just nodded and sat back, enjoying your finally little free time before the storm started. "If I may?" He started, all this time not taking his eyes off you.