Heart Strings (Passione x Reader)

Chapter Twenty Three

It wasn't that long or sufferable of a grounding, and it was nearly over now. Your mom has relieved herself of her frustration on the situation in the form of a lecture. You were now to learn your lesson.

Yet, here you were walking through town at night. The crisp night breeze kissed your skin as it passed. Humming to yourself, you clicked open your phone. The screen illuminated your face in the dark. You popped your headphones in and left it on shuffle.

You looked down at your sneakers scuffing against the pavement, deciding to turn around and head home. The music clouded your senses, causing the poke on your arm to be rather surprising.

Fear rose in you, and you spun to see what touched you. Preparing to run, your e/c eyes fell upon a giddy Formaggio. You noticed his usual jacket was missing, only brandishing a plain green tank top.

Confused, you pulled out your earbuds. "What are you doing out here?"

"Heh, I came to see you silly!" His glossy eyes closed as his lips tilted upwards. Alcohol wafted in your nose as you sighed.

"..It's like one am Formaggio." You retorted, continuing walking as he shimmied behind you.

"Noo, I left at 9 it's only been an hour." He chuckled, now having caught up to you.

"Come with me." You knew he'd be upset when he got to his right mind to see you there, but you can't exactly leave an underaged drunk teenager on the streets. You concluded he can get upset when he's somewhere safe.

He stumbled over the doorway, catching himself as you reached out. "Ohhh! Are we at your house?"

"Yeah, please keep it down my mom is sleeping." You filled a glass of water, watching the stream slip into the cup. Formaggio stared at you shamelessly as you handed him the glass. He took a few sips and followed you like a dog to your room.

He stumbled against your bed, shoving his face into your pillow. The sight caused you to laugh while you threw the covers over him and he turned around. "Y/n, I came to see you!"

"Yeah, you already said that, get some sleep." You smiled gently.

"I wanted to talk to you." He complained, "come here."

"We can talk in the morning." You sighed, hoping he wouldn't cause a ruckus then.

"I can't just take your bed, come here, I don't mind." He rolled over jokingly, laughing as he got himself twisted in the blankets.

"I'm okay, I can sleep on the floor." You reassured him, getting an extra pillow and blanket from the closet. You soon heard his light snores, wrapping yourself tightly in the soft blanket.

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You woke up, rubbing your eyes lightly. "Ugh." Formaggio groaned from the bed, his head once again buried in your pillow. His short brown hair was all over the place. You quickly left the room, glad to hear your mom still sleeping as you got some fresh water and medicine.

You brought them in, Formaggio looking at you in confusion. "..Just, drink up." You scurried out of the room, sticking some bread in the toaster and frying a couple eggs.

Bringing the simple breakfast in, you were surprised to see most of the water downed. "Hey, uh-"

"It's okay." You cut him off, handing him the plate. "Here, if you'd like it."

"Thanks." He mumbled, sitting up and against the wall. The silence was deafening as he ate a few bites silently, leaving you sitting awkwardly on the floor. "I apologize for being a hassle and staying here. Uhm," He grumbled as he took a bite out of the butter soaked toast. "I came to apologize. Well, as you can see it didn't go as planned." He chuckled, then winced. "I wanted to apologize for the things I did that morning, and for ignoring you. It's kind of pointless as I just indulged my poor habits again."

"Formaggio." Your voice struck through his awkward demeanor. "It's okay, and I really don't mind that you're here. I just want you to get better." You sighed, hearing your mom get up for work. She normally came to check if you were awake, so you quickly locked the door.

As you expected, she knocked only a minute later. "Sorry mom, I'm changing!" You called, Formaggio shoveling food in his mouth.

"Alright see you later honey." She chirped, Formaggio began to have a coughing fit. "Hey, are okay?"

Between his cough, you mumbled you're alright. "Okay, see you after work mom!" You turned to Formaggio, biting back a laugh. Once you heard the door click closed, your laugh stretched out. Sitting beside him you wiped the tears from your eyes and calmed down.

"Hey! I didn't mean to. I ate too fast." He chuckled, slightly pouting. He finished up his food, you quickly taking his plate and setting it on the table. "We should probably call Risotto to come get me."

"So soon?" Your lips tugged up, Formaggio smiling at you confused.

"I'm not really up to doing much, so why don't you come over to see the rest of the guys?" Formaggio opted, and you agreed knowing he had a headache anyway.

- - -

You were surprised to see Ghiaccio drive up, his lips already curled into a frown. "Seriously? You run off and stay with y/n all night. Get in the car, Formaggio." Ghiaccio fumed, Formaggio quietly complying.

"It's alright Ghiaccio, he wasn't a bother." Formaggio eyed you from the backseat. You noticed Narancia walk up, waving at you confused.

"Hey y/n!" He grinned, pulling you into a tight hug as Ghiaccio bit back his response. You squeezed him back before letting him go.

"Hey, wanna bring your boy toy or what?" Ghiaccio whined, swiveling into the car.

"He's not- do you wanna meet them Nara? Sorry you had to see him upset." You whispered the last part.

"It's alright." He laughed, "I'll gladly come."

You piled into the car, Formaggio looking embarrassed out one window as Narancia joked with you by the other.

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A/n
Me watching you guys go from chapter 5 to like 20 in a few hours: are you okay