The Boss (2P!Italy x Reader)

Chapter 2

YOUR BIGGEST CONCERN with studying in Italy was relieved on the first day as all of the faculty staff were fluent in English and so whenever you didn't understand certain lectures, you didn't have to worry about getting lost in translation. But it still felt weird to hang out with your friends and be forced to stay in the sidelines when they had conversations with other people who spoke Italian. Or French. Or Hokkien.

And the inability to speak or even understand what the locals were trying to tell you was definitely a disadvantage.

This afternoon alone you've lost enough Euros for a cup of coffee and overheard some girls giggling behind your back whispering to each other. Although you didn't have to worry about how you could avoid unwanted attention from the men, who would approach you and all you had to do was grin sheepishly and they'd walk away (actually, only one guy had come up to you, but still).

Then came a middle-aged man.

"Ciao" He smiled creepily, revealing a missing incisor and raising the hairs on your nape. You quietly studied him. He was balding and appeared to be over fifty, but his body was very toned for his age. He had on a pair of wrinkled dress pants paired with a simple white t-shirt, which let you see the curious tattoo on his right bicep. A compass rose.

"I'm sorry. . .I don't speak Italian" You said awkwardly and then sidestepped.

You stopped. He had blocked you with his arm and leg.

You glanced up and saw that his smile had grown sinister, and by that you meant that you didn't like the way he was ogling at your chest.

You skipped back and pulled your sweater over your top, which didn't even reveal any cleavage because it was a halter-top.

"I speak English, sweetheart. How about I buy you a coffee or tea?"

You gritted your teeth, hearing him call you sweetheart didn't feel right. It made your skin crawl.

"No, I-I'm in a hurry" You decided to just use a different path "Excuse me" However, he clasped down on your shoulder with a heavy hand and all alarms went off inside you. You weren't going to let him go Taken on your ass. You were about to slap his hand away, but someone called your name and a flash of blonde hair went past your eyes and you realized that the twins were here.

Allen had his arms wrapped protectively around you while Arin stood between you and the man, a little Chihuahua barking out who knows what at the man.

Bystanders started to stare. Arin didn't care, you could practically see smoke come out her red ears as she spoke so fast and so hard you were scared she might bite on her tongue.

Fortunately, the man didn't seem to like the crowd forming around you and quickly backed off.

When he was out of sight Arin threw herself on you and Allen.

"Next time you don't leave the house without us or Luca. You're too cute and people will steal you away!"

You chuckled "Is this your way of confessing your love for me?"

Allen cleared his throat and you turned to him, "Brother and friend here. One who is not into lesbian sex."

Arin snorted. "Whatever" She pulled your arm and spun you around. You lifted your chin and found somebody staring straight at you. A brunette in a cherry red sports car. He jolted slightly in surprise when your eyes met his, but you swung your head away before you could find out his later reactions.

"Anyway, we should get home quick and prepare for the party"

Your eyebrows met high in the middle, "What?"