"[y/n]," Bucciarati called for you from the doorstep, he appeared out of nowhere. He has a serious look on his face.
You are in the library room of the mansion. It was quite big with bookshelf around the walls. From the floor up to the ceiling. No window at all but the room has no door either. There are four two-person sofas circling a small square table. This room is basically your territory and Fugo. No one allowed to be loud in that room.
You looked up to him from the book you're reading, showing half of your face.
"It's your mission," continued Bucciarati, "come to my room."
"I'll be there soon!" You raised your voice a little as Bucciarati leaves. Before you closed the book you look at the bottom of the page, then place it on the table.
"Fugo, I'm on page 107, can you remind me later?" You asked the blond man who sat on the right couch. Your usual request to him.
Fugo didn't move a single inch but his eyes are on you now, he still rests his chin on his right hand. A book about art on his left hand by his lap.
"I told you many times to use a bookmark, [y/n]," He said, furrowing his brow, "You will remember it anyway, you always do!"
You just smile at him as you got up, "In case I forgot Fugo. I knew you will remember it."
Fugo didn't say anything in return.
You knocked twice on Bucciarati's workroom. As soon as the leader said you can get in you immediately open the door.
"It's rare for you to tell me about my mission in your room," You walked towards the black-haired leader. He seemed a little anxious.
Bucciarati gave you a folder, "This one is special. The order is straight from the boss."
You took the folder, a little nervous, "Now that's new."
It took only thirty seconds for you to read the five pages of information. After that Bucciarati took it and burn it to the fireplace.
"Well, in another way, this is not unexpected. Still, it made me anxious."
"No, [y/n]," Bucciarati shook his head slowly, "I can't go with you this time. I have other missions from Polpo and I'll be taking Abbacchio and Narancia."
You gasped, you can feel your neck tensing up, "But, Bucciarati..,"
You're 19 years old this year. Has a [long/short] [h/c] hair and pair of [e/c] eyes that are as alluring as a diamond. You like to read and quick to learn everything except math. You are great at judging people, negotiating, and digging information from other people. Plus, you can speak ten different languages. Which makes your mission usually are to attending a party. Your nature made it easy to blend in. And your stand, Message Man, has the ability to change someone's perspective on you. It can make someone tell the truth when they unconsciously captivated by you. Another ability is to strengthen your five senses.
You've been attending many parties before. Including a massive party for Passione's elite members, you went with capo Polpo himself at that time. You've been receiving guests for mafias of other countries.
With all that experience and abilities, you have one problem. Overthinking things and quite severe anxiety. As time passed you learn to made a switch on yourself. So you can focus on working on your mission without interruption. Of course, it usually done by Bucciarati. He would assure you every time that everything is okay.
"This party is tomorrow! And it's a massive secret party for all the mafias around the world! This is the first and I'm going as one of Passione's representative too. With other elites! And you're not going with me?"
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Pannacotta Fugo x Reader One-shots
FanfictionOne-shots collection of Fugo x Reader.