first off: we did it, did it besties; we hit 300 reads lmao; you guys are absolutely amazing and I love you all :))
secondly: to celebrate 300, i'm going to try to write a Mista x Reader because you guys seemed to like the first Mista x Reader, and Mista is my favorite character lmao; so if this is weirdly short, or not the best, I apologize; i'm still kinda feeling wacky
let me shut up, and enjoy the one-shot, mio amico :)
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Who: Mista x Reader
Storyline: You have a crush on Mista, but you don't want to tell him straight up; that's why you ask for flirting lessons from him (you're really smart lmao)
enjoy, simps :)
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That's it; I've got to stop stalling, you think to yourself, and stand up from your desk. This is the day; the day you're going to confess to Mista. You're terrified out of your wits, but you're ready....you think. "I don't know how I should do this. Should I flirt with him until he realizes something? Do I...oh, I don't know...complement him? Ugh, this is so confusing." You mutter to yourself.
Suddenly, you have the brightest idea: Ask Mista to give you flirting lessons. He's great at it; all he has to do is say ''hi'' in Italian, and the girls go crazy for him. "Why didn't I think of that before? Mista would teach me!" You stand up from your desk, and walk downstairs. Mista's sitting at the countertop; a lemonade in one hand, and a magazine in the other.
"Hi, Mista." You smile, plopping down beside him. "Oi, Y/N; what's up?" Mista takes a sip of his lemonade, and you twirl your hair in your fingers. "I was wondering if you could give me Italian flirting lessons." You bump into his arm playfully, and he closes the magazine, his eyes wide. "Excuse me?" He says again, and you stand up.
"You know how you can win almost every girls heart by speaking in Italian? I want to learn how to do that!" You say, and Mista laughs. "Sorry, Y/N, but that's just my looks speakin'." He winks at you, and you blush. "Please, Mista~" You sigh, clinging onto his arm. "I---oh, I don't know." Mista sighs, and you smile widely for him.
"Fine then." He sighs, and stands up, stretching. "Yay!" You cheer, and Mista places a hand on your shoulder. "Look, it won't be easy; I'm Guido Mista. Not everyone can do what I do." He smiles triumphantly, and you frown. "I'll be able to handle it." You say, nodding. "I warned ya, Y/N." He shakes his head, and leads you to his room.
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"Alright, let's start with the basics." Mista says, handing you a piece of paper and a pencil. "What the heck do I need this for?" You ask, confused. "Look, I'm gonna say certain words in Italian, and you have to write what they mean. Got it?" He raises a dark eyebrow, and you nod. "I'm ready." You say, focusing on the paper.
"What does ragazza mean?" He asks, and you stop. "W-what?" You stammer again, distracted by how he said it. It sounded so....smooth and nonchalant. "Ragazza; what does it mean?" Mista smirks, and you just stare at him, dumbfounded. "I told ya; you wouldn't be able to handle me. I'm Guido Mista." He smirks, and you scoff.
"Oh, please--the only reason I can't focus is because....the fan is on-Yeah! The fan is on." You stammer, and Mista shrugs. "If I turn it off, will you focus better?" Mista smirks, and you glare at him. "Yes. Yes I will." You say, and Mista does as he says, turning off the fan with a pull of the chain.
"How about...tesoro?" He says slowly, and you can feel your face heat up with embarrassment. "What's wrong, Y/N? Can't focus~" He teases, and you blush even harder. "S-Say it again. I-I wasn't paying attention." You stammer nervously, and Mista laughs. "I said tesoro." He whispers in your ear, and you gasp.
"It means...uh--I think it means ''kiss me.''--wait, wait, I meant ''darling'', obviously." You stammer, and cover your face with the paper. Mista laughs harder, and you become a sputtering mess. "No, Y/N. Kiss me in Italian is Baciami." Mista leans in slowly, and grabs your waist. He makes you stand up with a bit of force, and you giggle.
"What happened to the lessons?" You say, wrapping your arms around Mista's neck. "Lessons? Oh, please, Y/N--I'm not that dense." Mista laughs loudly, and you blush. "Y-You knew w-what I was trying to do?" You stammer, surprised. "Believe it or not, la bellezza, I'm not that dense. I knew what you were trying to do as soon as you started twirling your hair in between your fingers." Mista says slowly, staring into your eyes.
"Darn it." You sigh, and Mista laughs to himself. "What's funny?" You raise an eyebrow. "You looked so cute trying it, though." Mista whispers in your ear, and you jump, startled. "I swear--" You start, but Mista whispers something else in your ear. "Zitto e baciami." He smirks near your ear, and you can feel his lips twist into a smirk.
"Shut up and kiss me." You say back, and he nods, closing his eyes. You do as he says, and kiss him. The kiss lasts for a while, neither of you pulling away. He does it so smoothly, caressing your face and holding your waist tightly. You smile underneath his lips, and he matches your smile.
"You mess me up, Mista." You sigh, and Mista laughs. "I think I know that." He laughs, and you giggle. "Vuoi essere la mia fidanzata?" He says, staring into your eyes. "Do you want to be my girlfriend?" You smile, and Mista smirks. "You have been paying attention to Fugo's lessons, huh?" Mista smirks, and you nod.
"Yeah, I'll be yours." You smile. Mista smiles, and hugs you tightly.
omg--i had so much freakin' fun writing this; i hope you enjoyed reading it as much as i did writing it :)✨❤
Arrivederci, i miei amori.
---Arii😌
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