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Mista | Dumb Luck

You pathetically watched as Mista began throwing a fit over having four pieces of cake, once again. He began going on a tangent of how it's a cursed number and all of its bad luck brought towards him.

The others simply just ignored him, as he now looked like he was screaming at himself. Which he does do. On a daily. Just. Like. Right. Now.

Vein popping on your forehead, you grabbed one piece of the cake, stuffing it all in your mouth in one go, before walking away.

Everyone watched you, before just sighing, as it was always you who would stand up and do something about Mista's tantrums.

Mista stared at your retreating form, watching you angrily chew the piece of cake, before letting a sigh of relief,"Thank God."

Slowly, one by one, each member left to their devices as well, leaving Mista just with Giorno.

Looking up from the cake, as his little stands ate them, Mista turned to Giorno,"You're not leaving?"

Shrugging, Giorno just crossed his legs,"Just felt like staying here."

Mouthing okay, Mista turned back to his stands. Smiling like a proud father he talked to them,"Make sure you share, guys! Stop bullying Number 6! Aye, no shoving! Guys!"

As his stands began getting rowdy, Mista tried calming them down but to no avail. Looking over at the blonde, he silently pleaded for help, but he was occupied with a book. Mentally cursing, he panickly tried calming them all down, as Number 6 began crying.

"Guys, please! Shush!" Mista exclaimed, afraid Fugo was going to stab him,"Settle down!"

From the corner of his eyes, he spotted you walking back in. In hope, he called for you.

"Y/n!"

Turning your attention to him, you rose a brow from where you stood,"What?"

Pointing his eyes to his stands, he strained a smile,"Help me!" He whispered yelled.

Looking at him dumbly, you looked to what his eyes were pointing at, to see his stands fighting each other, with Number 6 crying. As usual. Rolling your eyes, you walked over, sitting across from Mista, as the small bunch sat in the middle where the cake was.

Grabbing his stand in your hands, you held them in your left palm, as the kept at the antics. Staring at them for a moment, you gave each one kisses on the head, quick to making them turn to you, cheering.

"YAY! Y/N IS HERE!"
"Y/N, Y/N, Y/N!"
"OUI! GIVE ME MORE KISSES!"
"KISSES KISSES!"
"PLAY WITH ME!"
"C-can I have one more k-kiss!?"

Giggling at them, you leaned your cheek on your free hand,"Only if you behave."

Cheering, the began to obediently sit in your palm, awaiting for more kisses.

Laughing softly, you smiled at them,"Who's first?"

Brightening up, the began shoving each other, trying to get kisses first.

Laughing again, you stared at them,"How about we go in order? Seems fair right?"

Not even arguing, they agreed, standing in a line, in order, awaiting for your sweet kisses again. Smiling, you began kissing Number 1, 2, 3, 5, 6, and finally 7.

When done, you smiled at them,"Now, finish your cake, so we can play later, okay?"

Hooraying, the quickly jumped off your palm to finish the cake.

Not hearing Mista talk, you moved your eyes up to him, tilting your face slightly,"Something wrong, Mista?"

Blushing, he waved his hands,"N-No! I was just amazed how you...handled them so well."

Giving him a small smile, you stared down at his stands, feeling nostalgic,"I had younger siblings, so I can handle any small being well."

Swallowing his saliva, he fidgets in his seat, placing his hands between his legs,"O-oh really? I...I didn't know. Seems....handy."

Letting out a sigh, you rose a brow at him,"Something bothering you, Mista?"

His body stiffed, averting eye contact, staring at the table,"N-No! None at all!"

Smirking, you leaned your face forward,"You want a kiss, too? I know you felt all 12 of em~"

Getting caught, he pinched his legs closer together to keep his tent from growing,"I-I have no idea what you're t-talking about, Y/n!"

Cooing, you sat up, grabbing his chin, leaning it to you. Mista's eyes shot up to yours, as he began sweating profoundly. Gulping, he watched as your soft lips neared his. So close to being sealed, until mini voices interrupted.

"LET'S PLAY NOW, Y/N"

Mista frowned, as you were quick to turn your attention back to the little bullets.

Smiling at them, you leaned your face to them,"Alright! What do you guys want to pl- EEEKK!!"

You squeaked, as you felt yourself get thrown over Mista's shoulder.

Turning your head to try and look at him, you wiggled around,"Mista!! What are you-"

"Sorry my little stands, but Y/n and I are going to be busy playing with each other." Mista said in a deep, seductive voice, as he gave your butt a squeeze.

Before the stands can protest, Mista walked away, as they were quick to bother Giorno, who was still reading.

Feeling your body land on a mattress, you lifted yourself up with your elbows,"What are you doing!?" You demanded an answer, but blushed quickly, at the way he was staring at you.

Mista stared at you with half lidded eyes, licking his smirking lips,"Didn't you say you can handle any small being~?"

Catching the drift, you burned hot, until you teased back,"Oh, so he's small~?"

Growling, Mista crawled on the bed towards you,"Ohoho, not when he's hungry~"

Gulping, you nervously chuckled,"Hehe," looking anywhere but him, you sweated in heat,"So, you wanted kisses right? I'll give you those and leave right away-"

Pinning you down, you stared up at a sexy ass looking Mista, who lustfully stared back.

Licking his smirking lips once again, he whispered seductively in your ears sending shivers down your spine.

"Oh, those lips will be doing more than kissing alright," biting your ear, he chuckled deeply,"Seems like my dumb luck brought me my second dessert for the night~"

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Mistaaaaaaa sooo haaaaawwtttt reeeeeeee!!!! Basically all main and side characters with the main are hawt to me uwu fufufu anyways hope you enjoyed reading this story!!