THE NEIGHBOURHOOD ━━━ jjba

draw four! actually, no--let's prank! || la squadra x reader || requested!

this was requested by K_nuggget_! (love the name btw); if you couldn't tell by the title, you all will be playing the friend-destroying game, Uno! anyways, enjoy :D

"And this is supposed to build team trust and cooperation?" Prosciutto raises a blonde eyebrow, watching Formaggio with bored eyes as he deals out cards to the other members of your team. "That's what Google said." Formaggio smirks, and step in for your friend, shutting him up so he doesn't ruin this plan. "And plus, we've been really busy lately, so why not relieve some stress with a fun little game of Uno?" You cross your arms, smiling.

Pesci excites at the word 'game', but Prosciutto gives him a look that could cut steel, and he frowns, sitting back down in his seat and calming down. "Alright, everyone have seven cards?" Formaggio asks, looking at the team. Pesci counts his one by one, and Prosciutto snatches the cards from him, looking at the backsides of the cards as he counts quickly. "Yes, Pesci, you have seven." He confirms, and Pesci nods shyly, readying himself for the game.

Ever since you joined La Squadra, you and the team have gotten closer, so close that you'd consider half of them your brothers, mentors, or best friends; some of the team members have a crush on you, and you have an idea of who, but you're really just focused on this game of Uno, and building team cooperation and teamwork. 

"Yeah, I have seven." Illuso says, leaning back against the couch. "Yes, I have seven." Risotto answers, his deep voice quiet and annoyed. "Me too." You smile, scooting closer to Formaggio; Ghiaccio and Melone stare at you, a smirk on Melone's face and a scowl on Ghiaccio's. "You do have seven right?" Formaggio asks the two, and Melone nods, staring down at his cards. "Mhm." He hums, and looks to his blue-haired frenemy, staring down at his cards.

"Will you get your face out of my cards?!" He yells, and Melone laughs, rolling his eyes as he pulls his legs upon the couch. "Yeah, yeah, I have seven. Can we just start the fucking game already?" Ghiaccio bites, staring at you directly in the eyes. Smirking, you look to Formaggio, and he nods, smiling. "Let's go." He states, and you decide to let Pesci go first.

"Umm, okay." He says shyly, placing down a draw four card. Formaggio, who's next, frowns at Pesci before drawing four. Prosciutto rubs the bridge of his nose in annoyance, getting ready to scold Pesci. "You don't put your best cards first, Pesci. That's just an idiotic move." He groans, and Pesci blushes, apologizing. "It's okay, Pesci. Don't worry about it; just remember next time." You smile, and he nods, a smile coming on his face. "What's the color, Pesci?" You ask, and he hums a minute before saying "Green.".

"Okay, you, Y/N." Formaggio gestures to you, and you nod, placing down a red 5; Melone puts down a draw four, and Ghiaccio squints at him, flipping him off and drawing four. "You're an asshole." The hot-headed assassin curses, and Melone bats his eyelashes at him innocently, smirking. "The color's green." Melone announces, and everyone nods, staring at their cards. Ghiaccio, skipped for drawing four and having a tantrum on the couch and muttering to himself, allows Illuso to go.

"Here." He says, putting down a green 1; Risotto places a card down that says to "trade your deck with the person to your right", choosing the color red, and chaos erupts in the living room.

"Now why in the hell would I change my cards? I'm perfectly fine with mine." Formaggio frowns, and Pesci holds the cards to his chest, not giving them to Formaggio. Melone stares at Risotto obviously pissed off, and Illuso shakes his head, staring at you. "What? I can't stop it; he placed it down!" You yell, also angry. "This is fucking ridiculous! Why the hell would I switch my cards with the ponytail bitch?!" Ghiaccio screams, and Illuso glares at him. "Don't make it such a big deal and switch already." Prosciutto, being the serious man he is, switches cards with Pesci.

Slowly, everyone gives up their cards and you stare at the deck that you've gotten. A few draw fours, draw twos, and skips line your deck, and you smile proudly. Melone notices the smile on your face and winks at you, sneaking you a peak of his card. It's your draw ten and your face frowns quickly. "I have a pretty good deck, actually." You say, trying to distract yourself from the devastating information you now know.

"Yeah? Mine's better." Formaggio swings his arms around your shoulders, and Ghiaccio's eyes dart to you and him, a glare evident on his face. Melone sours at the sight of Formaggio's arm around you, his turquoise eyes staring at him angrily. "My cards are.....you know what, never mind." Illuso concedes, and Formaggio laughs at his face.

"Okay, Prosciutto, your turn." You smile, and Prosciutto looks at you annoyed before placing down a red seven; he hates it when you tell him what to do. Pesci comes out with a red 0, and Formaggio smirks as he pulls out a draw four from his cards. "Got you, Y/N, and the color's blue." He smiles proudly, and you giggle, swatting him. 

"I hate you, Maggio." You tease, and Ghiaccio stops mid-sentence, turning to face you. "Maggio? What the hell is that?" He growls, and Melone crosses his arms, siding with him. "Is that a nickname?" He asks condescendingly, and you blush, smirking. "Yeah, why?" You ask innocently, and Ghiaccio looks at Melone for an answer. "I have nothing to say to that." Melone lies, staring down at his cards. Ghiaccio growls under his breath and stares down at his deck, too,

Formaggio and you exchange sneaky glances; you both planned this out together. The goal was to trick the whole squad into thinking you two were dating, and it's working with the two people who obviously like you. The others are used to Formaggio flirting with almost everyone on the team, so they're still not catching on.

Melone places down a blue reverse, and stares at you, smirking as you stare back at him for a few seconds. "Payback!" You scream, and place down "shuffle hands"; Formaggio yells and tackles you in a hug, causing you to scream and giggle playfully. "Ah! Stop it!" You breath in between giggles, and Prosciutto and Illuso stare at you two crazily.

"Can you not touch Y/N for two seconds?" Prosciutto asks Formaggio, and Illuso stares at you, confused. "What? I love her." Formaggio smirks as he places a hand on your thigh, and Melone has to hold Ghiaccio back from hitting Formaggio straight in the face. "You what?" Pesci asks in disbelief, and Risotto blinks blankly for a few seconds, staring at you with a confused look in his eyes.

"Love her?  Now, woah, woah, woah, wait just a minute." Illuso shakes his head, and Prosciutto frowns at the both of you, sighing. "Love her? That's a big word." Pesci blinks, and Illuso nods. "You two are together?" Risotto asks, and you stare at Formaggio, smiling as you kiss his cheek. "Yeah." You blush, and Ghiaccio loses it.

"Together?! Since fucking when?!" He yells, and Melone crosses his arms, obviously angry. "Why would you want to be with him anyways?" He questions disgusted, and you stare at him, feigning hurt. Formaggio stands up with his arm snaked around your waist, and you answer Melone's question.

"I wouldn't want to be with him!" You smile, and the whole squad looks at you with looks of confusion on their face. 

"This is a joke, you idiots." Formaggio smirks, and you two pull away from each other, high fiving. Silence stretches across the room before Illuso starts to laugh, hitting his leg. "Oh, you got us good! I almost threw up there." He teases; Pesci sighs a sigh of relief, and Prosciutto doesn't look very amused, frowning at you two. 

Ghiaccio blushes, knowing he exposed himself bigtime, and Melone sighs, running a hand through his lavender locks, a small blush on his face too. "So, wait---if this was a joke, why were Melone and Ghiaccio so mad?" Pesci questions, and everyone stops what they were doing, staring at the two men in question.

"No fucking reason!" Ghiaccio yells hurriedly, and Melone doesn't even bother denying it, shrugging and walking to the kitchen. 

"Confirmation." Formaggio and you say together, smirking as you high five each other again.

this was really fun to write haha; fun fact: i used my own uno deck of cards to determine the story! also, i might do another part to this where you and la squadra cook dinner and chaos ensues :)