Fugo finally managed to push Mista off of him, wiping the rest of the tears off of his face and turning towards the exit of the restaurant.
"Fugo," Giorno started off loud and confident "come back to the house with us.." He was quiet, nervous. Completely unlike how he usually is.
"I don't want to be anywhere near you, Giovanna."
Despite what he said, he did eventually end up going back to the gang's shared house because he didn't have anywhere else to go. The first night being back in the house with Giorno and Mista was rough. He avoided the younger blonde at all costs. Only leaving his room to go to the bathroom or get something to eat once he knew that Giorno was in his own room.
He kind of felt bad for being so cold with Giorno, but he couldn't help it. Despite how much he blamed himself for introducing Narancia to Bruno and getting him involved in the first place, if it hadn't of been for Giorno coming into the picture then his friends wouldn't have gone on that mission and would still be alive. It only felt right to put most of the blame on the boy.
Fugo got bored of sitting around in his room and once he made sure Giorno wasn't walking around, he decided to explore the house.
Oh, how he regretted it
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Everything I Didn't say || Fugonara
Fanfiction"Nara, I'm sorry I never told you these things when you were alive..." In which Giorno and Mista come home and tell Fugo that his friends have died. Fugo regrets not telling Narancia how he really felt when he was alive, so he writes it all down. ...
