🦋How Much I Feel🦋

Luck

A week has passed since your arrival at the La Squadra house, and the big altercation with your brother. Ever since, he's been increasingly nice to everyone, especially you. Many are creeped out by this, others relish in the peace.

Risotto calls you and Ghiaccio to a meeting room and states that your brother has a new mission, but he wants you to tag along with him so he can show you the ropes.

Your eyes light up, ecstatic that you'll finally get to get in on the action. Your brother, however, is not too happy about this, but when is he ever?

Risotto remains steadfast in his decision and alerts you that you have two hours to get ready. He even states that he wants you to do most of the work to really get a feel of what it's like.

He hands you both a file about the target and tells you to study it in those two hours. As he dismisses you, you can't help but sport a huge smile.

As you round the corner, you bump into something, seemingly a wall. As you look up, you notice it's Prosciutto. He smirks down at you as you go wide eyed, bowing deep and apologizing profusely. He decides to ask about your rather chipper smile from before.

"What has you all giddy?" He asks as he takes a puff of a cigarette. You become a bit bashful as you show him a file with a name at the top and an assortment of letters and numbers and such. He raises a brow. "I got my first mission! Though it's with that ugly one..." you say referring to your brother who's already in the living room with Pesci, Formaggio, Sorbet and Gelato, who all chortle at your remark.

"Oh? Well be careful. Heard that guy's pretty...annoying. Good luck." He says as he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear for you, smirking at your increasingly flushing face. He takes another puff of his cigarette before entering the meeting room you just left, probably to get a mission of his own.

You hide your face in an attempt to subdue the ever growing blush, though its presence is unwavering. You shrug it off, knowing better than to overthink it.

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As you walk to your room, you decide to stop at the bathroom. Upon opening the door, you're immediately hit with the sight of Illuscio in nothing but a towel, washing his face in the mirror. He turns to you, a slight smirk on his face.

"Oh, [Y/n]! I'm done, you can have the bathroom now.." he says, his smirk still growing as he walks past you, putting a hand on your shoulder as he exits. You remain standing there in shock even after he closes the door for you.

REALLY?!?!? A two for one?? What'll be next?

Your mind races, but again, you try to brush past your thoughts and just use the bathroom as intended, still recovering from seeing the half naked man.

He's got some nice abs though...

You think before immediately slapping yourself in the face, your blush returning once again. You decide to splash yourself with freezing water as you wash your hands to prevent any more of the foul pink tinge on your cheeks.

As you exit, you don't even make it two steps out of the bathroom before tripping on literally fucking nothing. You panic, ready for your stand to catch you, but to your surprise, you're caught in the arms of someone else entirely.

Looking up, you see the wide grin of Formaggio, holding you by the waist because of your own incompetence. You immediately step back, but trip again over your own feet. He grabs you by the wrist, pulling you closer than before into his chest, patting you on the back as you arrive.

"Careful, careful! Don't want to bruise that pretty face of yours!" He says as he brushes off your shoulders and walks to his room, your blush returning once again even heavier this time. You hide your face, shutting your eyes tightly.

What the hell. THREE FOR ONE? I don't even want to know what's next...

You shift your hands to your cheeks in an attempt to cool them off, heading downstairs after ultimately deciding against going to your room for now. You wander into the kitchen for a simple glass of water before you notice someone's ass sticking out of the fridge.

You don't recognize their outfit though, and very cautiously fill your glass of water.

Unfortunately, you just can't drink without ice so you approach the unknown man at the fridge. Before you can ask, Melone stands tall and opens a soda, exclaiming "Di Molto!" as he takes a swig. You're completely shocked at his new, and relatively attractive look.

For starters, he doesn't have his transparent eye patch on, so he automatically looks better. He's got on a normal light purple sweater instead of his weird crop top suit, and he's even sporting purple flannel pajama pants. As weird as he is, he's looking a bit too fine right now...

"[Y/n]! What's up? You look a little shocked...something happen?" He asks as he leans down to your level. You look away immediately, blush already threatening to front as he notices your glass of water. "Need some ice?" He asks as he pulls out the tray in the freezer for you to get some.

After you get your scoop, he throws an arm around your shoulder, pulling you close to him as he begins to walk with his own drink. "Hey [Y/n]...come watch this movie with me...i'm so bored but I don't have any missions today!" He says, pretending to be sad.

With his relatively attractive look right now, you almost don't want to say no, but alas you must refuse due to your own mission. "S-sorry, Melone, but I do have a mission. Next time perhaps." You say as he removes his arm that you were getting a bit used to. "Shucks! Well, i'm glad you got your first mission...good luck!" He says with a sly grin, licking his lips.

Typical Melone...

He invades the living room as you sigh, your blush still unwavering as you take a nice gulp of the perfectly cold water.

You close your eyes briefly as you walk, having already memorized the layout of the house thanks to your photographic memory. Unfortunately, an unprecedented obstacle stands in your way. You once again bump into something, most likely someone considering your "luck" today.

You don't even have to open your eyes to know who you've probably bumped into, though you do anyway.

It's unfortunately your temporary capo, Risotto, and in all his glory. He glares down at you with a raised brow, wondering if you need anything. You immediately back up and bow, apologizing for bumping into him.

You could swear you saw a slight smirk on his face as you rushed past him, the sight alone making your blush even worse.

You decide to finally study that file of the man you are to assassinate today, though your mind keeps wandering to everyone you've...encountered...

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An hour and a half later, you fly down the stairs (literally) to join your brother who's standing by the door, file in hand. You wonder if you should bring yours too, but it's ultimately the same thing.

"THERE YOU ARE!" He screams as he abruptly grabs your shoulder to push you through the door as he violently swings it open.

You roll your eyes at him, your [fav/c] mist appearing around your feet as hordes of bees encircle the both of you. He shudders, screaming as he runs away to seek refuge in the car, your bees following suit.

You laugh giddily as the members watch in the window, realizing they haven't seen your stand or know its abilities, though they never really asked anyway...

"Interesting...say, does anyone know [Y/n]'s stand? It must be peculiar for...swarms of bees... to come out of that mist!" Says Melone, watching you intently like a predator hunting its prey.

A shiver runs down your spine as you can practically feel his prying eyes looking every which way on your body. You turn back and flip him off as you load the car with Ghiaccio, the bees suddenly disappearing.

The group laughs heartily at Melone's expression as his face twists to one of despair. They watch you drive off, hoping you'll take after them and become a truly superb assassin.

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