◇Amore Mio◇ Fugo x Reader

◇1. Wedding Planning◇

HEYYYY finally the sequel!!! This first chapter is kinda rushed and bad BUT it's to get into the story. I've planned this a lot, and I hope it's to everyone's favor! If I reuse some pictures from the first book it's because I have terrible memory and can't even remember what I ate for dinner <3

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My arms hung over his shoulders, my body was heavy, and my head fuzzy. I couldn't see properly, since my eyes had gone blurry. He wasn't one to drink, so Fugo offered to give me a piggyback ride back home.

We had gone out to celebrate as usual, since a long-lasting mission finally came to an end. Giorno urged us to go out, and even offered to pay for our drinks. Obviously, I took him up on the offer. Fugo had one or two drinks, but I chugged down a whole bottle of wine without a problem.

That's why I was here, hanging over him like a backpack.

"Fu-... *hick* Fugo..." I mumbled into his ear. I felt the vibrations of his laugh on my arm pressing on his chest.

"Yes, Amore?" I had my eyes closed, listening to the sounds of cars slowly passing by. Still, I heard the smile in his voice.

"Did you-, uh..." I thought for a moment, searching through my head for the words I was about to say. "Uh... Yo- Youuu like meeee... Right?"

"Hmm..." I tried to open my eyes. The sky was dark, only lit up by the stars and the brightly shining moon. Occasionally, a street lamp would shine upon us and I was forced to close my eyes. "I don't like you."

"Whaaaaaat...?" I sobbed, getting teary-eyed. "Fugo... Why would you break my heart like that? It's like... Teeny tiny little pic- pec- per- uh, pieces now!"

"Y/N, I'm just kidding!" He laughed again, and I smiled at that sound. Such a beautiful sound. "I just mean that I don't like you, because I love you."

"You laugh pretty." I mumbled into his shoulder. My head was getting heavier, and I didn't feel like holding it up anymore.

"You're pretty." He replied back, and I felt like I was dozing off. His steps were slowing down, and he reached for something in his pocket. I glanced up, noticing that we were home already. Suddenly, the sun was rising. I hadn't noticed, maybe I had lost track of time?

"Home?" I questioned as I slid off his back to the ground. My earrings nearly got caught on his hair. It had grown a lot in the past four years, since the first time I met him. He kept it in a low ponytail, letting it rest on his left shoulder now. I suppose it makes sense, no 20-year old wants to look like they did when they were 16. Though, I didn't mind either way. I loved him regardless of what he looked like.

"Come on, my love, let's go inside." He put his arm around me, and I rested my head on his shoulder somewhat. He was so nice and warm, it was all I could think about. I didn't even notice the object laying on the ground, causing me to stumble forwards. A pair of arms caught me, and I looked down to see that they were green-clothed. I almost expected it to be Purple Haze, since Fugo trusted me more with him by now, but I guess this is better. He picked me up in his arms. For a moment, I remembered how Narancia had told me about Fugo's determination to carry me. Apparently, he found it difficult but forced himself to do it anyway.

I'm not really sure why he would force himself if it was difficult, but I didn't ask.

"Let's get you to bed." He said as he walked up the stairs. He opened the door to his room, placing me on the bed before closing it again. I sat up, not bothering to keep my eyes open.