Pannacotta Fugo x Reader One-shots

[9] lost in the haze.

"Who do you think you are? Just because you are oh, so smart, you can yell at me like that! Will you, just! Please! Explain it! slowly!"

"I've explained it thousands of times! How can you be so freaking dumb!"

"Nah, you suck at teaching! No wonder Narancia hates you! For your information, I hate you too!"

"Oh yeah?"

Both of you were growling intensely as your forehead touching with his. Staring at each other like a beast preying its prey. All your hands tried to push him but his hands were fast enough to catch yours.

"[y/n]! Fugo! Will both of you stop already? You both disturbing other customers."

Your head and his head turned in the same direction. Bucciarati was standing there with a displeased expression. Narancia and Mista were snickering on their seats. Abbacchio seemed he didn't care.

"Hmph," You backed away, folding your arms on the chest.

"Seriously," Fugo did the same, but he took a sip of his coffee instead. 

Surprisingly he looks really calm as if he didn't shout at you just now. While you still pouting and all. Like, it's not your fault you can't understand math quickly. Your background was almost the same as Narancia. So the two of you are usually learning with the genius strategist. 

Depend on the mood, either you or Narancia will throw fits at him first. If you or Narancia are unlucky, Fugo will be the first one to stab both of you with a fork. Or whatever is available on the table at the moment.

"Makeup already you two," Mista pointed at you with his fork, "We have an important mission after this. Don't mess up. Last time you kill an unnecessary target."

"Yeah, yeah," Narancia added, laughing at Fugo, "Last time Purple Haze went mad."

Your brow frowned, "Purple Haze is stronger than you Narancia."

"He was an absolute jerk," Fugo scoffed, "[y/n] did him justice."

"Both of you are weird," It was Abbacchio, he listened through the whole conversation.

Bucciarati clapped his hands twice, "Now, now, if all of you are done we have to depart now."

"Okay," You, Mista, and Narancia said in unison.

As usual, you were paired up with Fugo. Since your stand is long-ranged one that could drag many enemies at once and bring them to Purple Haze. In an emergency, you can drag Fugo away too as you shoot from behind. Not as accurate as Sex Pistols but sufficient to kill.

The weird relationship started from the very beginning you met him. You are able to express your dislike-ness towards him bluntly and come to an understanding of his personality. For Fugo, you are a fresh breeze of change. Not as the only girl in the group, but the way you treat him and not scared of Purple Haze the first time you saw it.

And accidentally, your stand can be used just right to compliment Purple Haze's ability.

"Fugo," You whispered to the man behind you, back to back, "I swear I almost understand that algebra."

"Why would you bring that up now?" 

You can sense he was turning his head to you.

"No reason," You giggled, leaning your head to his, "Why don't we get gelato after this to cool our head off? I'm sure the other would love it too."

"Sure, why not," The male agreed to your plan.

One thing came up to your mind, "One more thing, you do know that I don't actually hate you right?"