Heart Strings (Passione x Reader)

Giorno Ending-Photographs and Jealousy

Giorno was unsurprisingly over at your house when your mom arrived home from work, an ecstatic smile on her face, "Y/n, Giorno! I finally got the pictures developed." Confused, you peered down at the pictures now in your conjoined laps.

"W-when did you take these?!" You frantically rolled over your words embarrassingly as you held multiple photos of you and Giorno cuddling. "Are you not gonna say anything?" You turned to Giorno.

"..Uh, how did you get them?" He went along with your astonishment, not so secretly tucking a few into his pocket when you glanced away. Your mom shot him a wink as your vision quickly darted to him, picture hanging out of his pocket as he guiltily smiled.

You could see your two hair colors colliding as your head was leaning comfortably in the crook of his neck, arm strewn fully across his chest with his around your waist, the blanket falling around the same area.

"Can you blame me?" He pushed the picture fully in, "Thanks Ms.L/n."

"Of course Giorno." She smiled, heading down the hall to drop her stuff off before making dinner.

- - -

"Dinner!" Your mom called, piling chicken fried rice into your bowls before you could protest. "There were some..miscalculations on my part." She chuckled, returning the pan to the sink before sitting across from you and Giorno.

"So Giorno, are you dating anyone yet?"

Giorno politely shook his head, "but I've got my eye on someone."

"Ooh~" Your mom joked, pressuring the details out of him as you ate; zoned out of the conversation but catching a few shared words.

"How long have you known them?" Your mom pushed as you rolled your eyes and chomped harshly at your food, jealousy nipping at you from behind.

"My whole life." He chimed in response as your mom's eyes drifted over to you; you oblivious to his response.

"What?" You choked out between forkfuls.

"Oh nothing dear. When do you plan to make your move Giorno?" Your curiosity peeked, you finally listening in.

"I'm hoping tonight." He simply replied, "don't want to lose them to someone else." You ignored the boiling anger in your stomach as you finished your heaping bowl and quickly took it to the sink, disappearing to your room soon after.

- - -

A faint knock resounded against the wood as you huffed exaggeratedly, Giorno stepping in. "Hey." He awkwardly smiled, approaching you and taking a seat beside you.

"Let me guess, you're leaving to go confess your undying love? Well get going then." You immediately regretted your tone, guilt and jealousy stirred up in your stomach. He was your best friend and no matter what you wanted him to be happy with someone he loved, well the imaginary little devil on your shoulder disagrees, you definitely want him to be happily in love with you.

"I'm not going anywhere to do such things." He began, your arms still crossed immaturely against your chest. He gingerly tore them away, his hands enveloping yours. "I'm staying right here to confess my undying love for a grumpy jealous teenager." He chuckled, earning a timid glare from you. "H-hey, I literally just confessed my undying love for you." He coughed out, your glare dissipating as realization hit.

"....Well then I'm here to confess my undying love for a stupid goldie locks who shouldn't have made me wait this long." You attempted an irritated facade but it faded in a matter of seconds as he pulled you into a gentle hug.

"I really do love you, I always have." He whispered, his hot breath tickling your ear as you grinned up at the ceiling.

"Yeah, I think I did too."

Bonus: Your mom strolled in as your voice quieted, "aw you finally did it!" You couldn't help but shoot her a content smile as you and Giorno sat up, his hand quickly reaching out for yours.

"I have to get groceries in the next town over so you'll be all alone." She winked, a fiery crimson blush erupting on your face as you tossed the nearest pillow at the door, your mom scurrying down the hall.

"I wouldn't mind-" Giorno was cut off with a memory foam pillow to the face by yours truly; you. You winced, maybe you were a bit too harsh with that swing. "H-hey that kinda hurt, I was just joking anyway."

"That's why you got wacked." You beamed, sticking your pointer finger in his hair donut and giggling, pecking his lips.

A/N due to personal difficulties I could not get to wattpad to post anything so now that I'm back I'll try to post an ending a day.