juicyfruitsnacks x reader // mafia

this is so right

//going to attempt a first person POV in this chap pray for me babes. i've never rlly done it before so don't hate pls or ill cry

arriving home, the atmosphere of Y/n's home was early quiet, the walls breathing soundly as the members inside slept peacefully, completely unaware of the dangers and risks the family trope had been enduring for the last four hours, the slight break of dawn seeping throughout her bedroom curtains. Gathering a comfy set of clothes, an oversized black hoodie, the same sweatpants she lended to Genovese for a night, underwear, a sports bra and fluffy socks-- she tiredly made her way to the bathroom. Upon Y/n stepping inside her bathroom, she quietly flicked on the light and shifted in front of the mirror, raising her eyes at her appearance, she looked terrible. Blood stains covered majority of her body and outfit, reeking of sweat and blood, she was quick to remove her dirty outfit. Throwing it to the side, she turned back to turn on the shower, waiting for it to heat up, her thoughts began to linger back to the male she had just rescued from death, rubbing her face. 

How vulnerable she had seen him, it really opened her eyes to the fact that he was genuinely just a normal guy who had been used as a lab rat majority of his life, just like her. The two were similar in many ways but so opposite all at the same time, maybe that's why they attracted each other so much. It was undeniable to admit that she was starting to fall for the guy, but the worry of him not feeling the same dwelled heavy on her chest, blind to the obvious signs he had been showing consistently. being so drowned in her own thoughts, it took seeing steam build up around her, to realise that the shower was well past ready to step into. so, turning around she stepped in, the dried up blood stuck to her body immediately liquifying and pouring down her body, the entire floor of the shower a deep red colour. 

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A few hours had passed and Y/n was still struggling to sleep, fighting her anxiety and overwhelming thoughts on whether Gaege was okay, deciding to take things into her own hands of suppressing her worried, she slipped on a pair of ugg boots and picked her keys up off of her night stand. She had only been able to sleep an hour prior, going in and out of sleep, too agitated from stress to be capable of a good nights rest-- The memories of the night she had just experienced, replaying back in her mind countless times. She spent hours trying to fight her own demons, but as she slid into the sleek black vehicle, she accepted the fact she had finally caved into her own temptations. 

----- Y/n's POV:  

Staring ahead of me through my windshield, I carefully pushed the car keys into the ignition of the car, glancing around me a few times to check for any sign that somebody might be awake in the house. I really did not need to be caught. If I was being completely honest with myself, not even I knew why I was doing this. I just felt like I needed to be there, with him. It felt morally wrong to leave him at the hospital on his own, while I slept in my VERY comfortable bed, by the way. anyways. I turned my keys and listened to my beautiful baby start up, the engine roaring- which in this setting of trying to be sneaky was not the best. 

I didn't waste any time to get the fuck out of there, relief washing over me as I got out onto the street, deciding to just enjoy the car ride whilst I could. I bopped by head to the music and tapped my thumbs on the steering wheel. I couldn't believe I was genuinely going to go check on Gaege, it didn't feel normal for me--- probably because its not, and its wrong. My father would crash the fuck out if he found out what I've done tonight, let alone it being for a Genovese. I couldn't help but feel guilty, it was almost like I could feel my families disappointment already, but for once in my life...

I want to do something for me, something I want. My whole life, all I've done is everything they've wanted for me-- or what they want me to do. I'm fed up. I don't want to hate Gaege anymore just because they do, because I don't. I thought I did, but I don't. I've truly seen the real him and nobody could tell me he was someone to hate.