Mafia 3 One-offs

First meeting (Part 2) |Danny and Vito|

Burke, Danny

|A/N: I know Danny part isn't exactly like the other first meetings more like first meeting after not seeing each other for a while, as couldn't find any Danny Gifs which is s bummer|

It'd been years since you'd talked to any of the Burke family, you were finally able to make your way back to your old stomping grounds, New Bordeaux, you grew up not far from the Burke kids, Now you stood at the gate of the Auto shop Thomas Burke ran, you fondly remember the days you and the younger Burke, Danny would race each other around the grounds till his mother would call you in for lunch, the good old days. You finally pushed yourself to walk inside the shop at the front counter stood the oldest Burke, Nicki, she was busy looking down at a magazine as you walked up to the counter, "Working hard as always" you saw teasingly quickly getting her attention "Oh my god, Y/N it's been so long!" she smiles walking around the counter to pull you into a hug, "too long" you correct her, it felt good to be hugged by your best friend again "Is Danny here?" you ask as the two of you pull apart "Yeah he's in the garage" she says leading the way "so...hows he been?" you ask sheepishly "The same as when you left, but he misses you like hell" Nicki replies as we stood at the door to the garage. I slowly push the door open, he stood with his back to you, you slowly make your way over to him. Tapping him on the shoulder, he closed the hood of the car he was working on and turned around to face his, "Y/N!" he gasps pulling you into a bone-crushing hug, that quickly softened as you stood in each other's arms, you took his sent that you'd missed the mix of Gasoline and his cologne was intoxicating, this wasn't the reunion you pictured but only dreamed of. You figured after all this time he'd moved on that he'd have another woman in his life...You guessed wrong, that night we two stayed up all night catching up, Nicki wasn't exaggerated when she said how much he'd missed you at the end of the night you found yourself cuddled up to his side, hoping that this moment would never end. You'd wait to see his excitement when you told him the reason you where really here...that you where moving back to New Bordeaux

Scaletta, Vito - 1951

The night had been pretty boring so far at the little bar you ran in the French Ward, most of the people that came in you knew and had for years but there was one face you'd never seen, he couldn't have been any older than 25, he looked lost and alone...like he'd had the worst day you could imagine, You continue to chat with one of the customer at the bar the man removes his coat taking a seat at the bar, as you finish up with the other customer you move to the unnamed man that sat alone, "and what can I get you?" You ask resting one hand on your hip, "Something strong" he replies for some reason his voice surprised you, it was rough but yet still kind and sweet, "You look like you'd need something strong," you comment off-hand "No offense" you quickly add realizing what you'd said "No, no you're right, I look like hell" he admits with a tired chuckle, "Long day?" you ask trying to make conversation as you pour him a glass of bourbon, "Long week" he replies with a heavy sigh as you slide the glass across the bar to him "I underhand" you nod leaning on the bar.

The night went on and the bar started to empty out beside the nameless man, who was no longer nameless, you'd learned his name was Vito "So, you from around here?" you ask as you and Vito now sat in the empty bar.

"No, I'm from up north" he replies, you got the feeling that he didn't wanna talk about where he came from so you changed the subject "You got somewhere to stay here in Bordeaux?" you ask him carefully, you learned that he'd literally just come into New Bordeaux this afternoon.

"No, probably just gonna find some hotel for the night," he replies not sounding too excited about it as he finished off his drink, the response surprised you, you figured he was here to see a friend or something, you couldn't let a man like this who had been nothing but kind to you shack up in a grungy motel, "look, I hope this doesn't come off too forward but I've got an extra bed if you'd like to take it," you offer as Vito gets up to put his coat on "Like you said you've had a long week, you deserve to sleep on a comfortable bed, not one of those rat nest motel beds" you add trying to sweeten the offer "You sure?" he asks "Positive" you assure him "alright, I guess I can't say no to a free place to sleep" he says jokingly "maybe if you'r lucky I'll make breakfast" you smirk getting up from the table you two sat at.

For the next few weeks, you let Vito stay with you until he got back on his feet and found himself a place and some work but even with all the work he was doing he'd make time to come see you at the bar.