Heart Strings (Passione x Reader)

Chapter Twenty

You slid your hand farther slowly, tracing little circles on his inner thigh. He smiled, turning his head to look at you. "Tch. You're cute you know that, y/n?" You pinched his thigh as he chuckled quietly, watching you toy with him further. Your hand reached to play with the hem of his pants as he smirked at you, "you wouldn't really do it, huh?"

"Caught me red handed." You sighed, letting your hand fall back on your own lap.

"Hey, don't think you're off that easily." He cooed and unbuckled his seat belt, causing you to expect him to try to get closer. He did, but not in the way you expected. He unbuckled yours and motioned for you to lean against the car door. Once you sighed and fell back he fell backwards in your lap, your legs surrounding him as you both managed to squeeze into the two seats. You were taken aback and hung your arms loosely around him as you drifted off to sleep.

You woke up to the car stopping, and shook Melone awake as you sat up normally, the member's eyes glued on you two. "Hmm? Y/n's lap is really comfy, you all should try it." Melone joked as you piled out of the car and to their main base.

"Y/n, I'll take you home now if you want." Risotto mentioned as you dismissed him off, showing him your phone. Your mom had texted saying she wouldn't be home until tomorrow afternoon, and you weren't keen on doing nothing at home. He simply nodded and escorted you inside. He walked off, leaving you with the rest of them until you turned to follow him.

Sliding into his office, you beamed at Risotto comfortingly. "Thank you for letting me accompany you..I think you should clean your wound. Where's the medical supplies?"

"It's in the bathroom." He curtly answered as you wandered off and found some alcohol wipes. You returned and stood near him as he met your eyes with the look of, 'is this necessary?' You tore the package and pulled out the small wipe.

"You already know it's gonna sting." You winced more than he did as you cleaned his wound quickly, throwing the used wipe away.

"Thanks." You nodded and turned to leave, sending Risotto was in a bad mood and not wanting to aggravate him. "Oh and y/n, you can stay the night here if you'd like. You can sleep in my bed if you'd like, I'll take the couch."

"It's okay Risotto, I'll be fine on the couch thank you." He nodded and walked out with you, looming above you as he entered the living room and eyed Melone. You found a spot on the floor leaning against the couch, reminding you of memories of Fugo kissing you. You pushed those thoughts aside to prevent the members catching you flustered.

Prosciutto sat behind you on the couch, Ghiaccio and Melone beside him. Illuso sat beside you with Formaggio and Pesci to his left. Formaggio stood, "I've got some business, be back later." You nodded confused as Melone chirped over the volume of the tv.

"It's always been done in movies but who's actually done it?" Everyone adverted their focus to him, "let's play spin the bottle." You couldn't help but laugh with the others until you had formed a circle with an old water bottle tossed in the middle, we're actually doing this.

"Risotto, come join in!" Melone urged as he just ignored him. "Okay my turn," Melone beamed and spun the bottle, it skidding to a stop at Ghiaccio. Winking at him, Melone slid over to break the distance, Ghiaccio planting a light kiss on his lips before Melone could take it any farther. "Y/n, your turn!" Melone giggled as Ghiaccio eyed you, away from the over enthusiastic boy he just kissed in front of everyone.

You sighed, slinging the bottle into a frantic spin. You felt your stomach do a jolt as it slowed, coming to a complete stop on Prosciutto across from you.

You leant forward, your cheeks dusting rosy as he followed suit. His hand lightly traced along your cheek as his lips ghosted yours and he slipped back to his spot, avoiding your gaze.

You finished the game, Risotto scoffing at Melone for his childish behavior.

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You had all parted to bed, leaving you alone on the couch and texting anyone who remained awake; Mista. The door clicked open, tearing you away from the illuminated screen to Formaggio stumbling in.

"You alright?" You spoke up as he strolled over to you, a mischievous smile on his face.

"Hm? I'm fine, fine." He mumbled, snatching your phone from your hands. "Who's this?" He quirky leant down beside you and snapped a picture, it being blurred he ignored it and sent it.

You grabbed your phone back as he sat beside your outstretched legs on the couch, reading the text. "This is y/n's boyfriend who do you think you are." You sighed, sliding your phone onto the table, noting to explain it to Mista tomorrow.

"Formaggio, where were you?"

"Drinking," he laughed, smiling at you. "Spare me the underage lecture. Oh y/n, who'd you end up kissing in Melone's stupid game?"

"..Prosciutto, why?"

He chuckled, his hands falling to the sides of your head against the pillow propped on the armrest. "I can do better." He swooned down, his lips crashingly sloppily against yours. He moved his lips against yours as you began to wrap your arms around him, instead pushing him off.

"You're drunk, you shouldn't do this." He went limp on you, his body encasing yours and his head ducked in your neck.

"Heh, I don't even know why I drink." He chuckled solemnly, his breath radiating off your neck. "It doesn't even taste good." He sighed, looking up at you as you shifted to face him on the couch, his legs tangling with yours. "I don't like who I am when I drink, god I'm sorry y/n."

You smiled at him, pulling the soft blanket around you. Snuggling into his chest, you responded to his ranting. "It's okay, just..come to me if you think about drinking. I'll always be here." You felt him nod against your head and relax. Your eyelids drew heavy and ink washed over your vision.

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Ch 21 Preview:
"Oh, your heart's racing. Did I scare you?" Melone smirked, his breath hot against your neck as he pushed his body against yours. Clearly all the others could see, but he didn't mind a bit.

A/n
I'm like supposed to be sleeping or something also does anyone fancy other fandoms