Fire! Giorno x reader

III

I loosened my grip on Giorno's hand as we walked down the street, confident I probably wouldn't fall over, but he didn't seem as sure keeping his hand tightly in mine.

"Here." He reached into his pocket with his free hand, pulling out a key, unlocking the car.

'No fucking way'  I thought staring at the car as the lights flicked and the blond went to open the door. 'This is an Aston Martin Vanquish, these things are supposed to be well expensive' I was staring at the car, mouth slightly agape, admiring its sleek design and fancy red paint job. I must've looked in absolute awe because Giorno chuckled, a slight pink spreading across his cheeks at the sight of my astonishment.

"C'mon." He ushered me into the car.

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I was staring out the window, lost in thought, I placed my head in my hands and rubbed the back where it hurt. I could feel a bump forming.

"Damnit." I muttered

"Does it hurt?" Giorno asked, glancing at me.

"Just a little." I said sarcastically, looking at him.

Leaning back in my seat I took the time to get a proper look at the man who was so kindly driving me all the way to my house. He had golden blond hair curled into 3... 'Donuts on his forehead...... Were they donuts... Oh well' His emerald eyes were focused on the road.

I yawned, looking out the window at the passing street lamps.

"Tired?" Giorno asked.

"I guess... Not like I can go to sleep though, my boss wants all my designs finished by the end of the week and I just don't-" I stopped myself from ranting to this stranger.

We sat in silence for a few minutes before-

"OH SHIT MY DOG!" I shouted startling Giorno so much he slammed on the breaks.

"W- What?" He looked at me as though I were crazy, probably wondering how much brain damage I had actually received.

"Alpha, my dog. She had run off just before that thug..." My voice trailed off as I felt the leash tucked into the bottom of my bag.

"Whereabouts?" Giorno asked adjusting his hands on the wheel.

"Market."

He took a U-turn and began driving towards the market. I looked at him slightly shocked. Was he really going to just help some random stranger find their dog on the other side of town? Who was this guy?

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Giorno POV

I stopped the car outside y/n's apartment.

It hadn't taken us long to find her dog. She seemed to be well trained and appeared from an alley after a few calls. I walked over to the passenger side and opened the door. The large dog jumped out first, there were only two seats in the car so she had had to sit on the girl's lap.

I held out my hand for y/n, she took it. I couldn't help but think about how small it was in mine, how soft her hands felt...

'Snap out of it GioGio now's not the time.'

I walked y/n up the stairs to her apartment. How convenient the elevator was broken at a time like this.

She unlocked the door and let the dog inside before turning to me.

"So... Why'd you do it?" She looked up at me questioningly, her eyebrows ever so slightly furrowed, hair falling into her face.

"Pardon?"

"I'm just some random girl and you went through all the trouble of driving me here and helping me find my dog and-" I cut her off

"It just felt like the right thing to do. Besides Narancia isn't the best driver." I smirked, quickly tucking the strands of hair behind her ear before swiftly leaving down the stairs.

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Y/N POV

"Wait I-"

I called out to the man but he was already gone. I was left in stunned silence, my cheeks heating up as I thought about the cheeky way he smirked before... I let out a breath of air I didn't realize I had been holding.

I dropped my bag on the table by the door.

"Well, better get to work."

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Wow writing about this shit despite only experiencing it in movies and books is a difficult task ngl. However, me and my big ass pack of Frubes are managing so don't worry guys.