I SEE RED | RISOTTO

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You were so angry. So, so angry. Almost blindingly so. Almost no one would dare to stand in your way right now, emphasis on almost. You were teetering on the edge of exploding, one little thing was all it would take to push you over the edge. You were positively seeing red.

It turns out Formaggio might just be that push.

"Someone's on their period." 

"Oh fuck off Formaggio! I started my day in a pool of my own blood, I can end your day just the same." You spat bitterly, finger near his face as you hissed venom at him, he froze, not really expecting you to well, really, be on your period.

Although he knew what you were experiencing, his feelings were still a little hurt all the same, he opted to stay out of your way for now, retreating somewhere in the house not to your knowledge, you would definitely feel bad about your bout of horribleness to Formaggio later, but your rage riddled mind did not care at the moment.

You stopped at your destination; the couch. Plopping down onto it with a miserable groan, you buried your face into one of the cushions, your hand fumbling for the blanket you had left there earlier, dragging it over your body. You were unaware of the three heads stacked upon each other peeking around the door.

"There she is." Illuso gestured from the top.

"Why are we stalking her creepily?" Ghiaccio but in with a bored eye roll, but he was curious to why you were acting so moodily. 

"Formaggio said she was on her period." Illuso responded and Ghiaccio let out an 'oh' of understanding.

"Y/N's menstruating? Di molto! Her ovulation should begin in a few days!" Melone licked his lips and both Ghiaccio and Illuso smacked him on the head.

"No creepy stuff. We need to keep her happy, she's going through it right now, none of your shit Melone. I mean it." Ghiaccio said, really coming thru for a homie, respect. 

For the next hour, various members of the household were passing through the living room to 'subtly' drop you things like chocolates and extra pillows, some even offering company, most of the time it was refused, there was only one person you wanted to see and he wasn't here right now, it caused fresh emotion to bubble up in you, tears flowing freely down your face, sniffling you nuzzled further into the blanket, cursing the female reproductive system. 

"Hey hey, what's the matter?" You heard a usually stern voice go soft, ah great, someone told Prosciutto that you were on your cycle, he was a mother hen at times, and this was one of them.

"Oh dear," He hummed, pressing a hand on top of your head to softly pat your hair, "Tell me all about it in a second, I'll make some hot chocolate." 

You sniffed, the tears were still coming, but they were slowing, and soon enough Prosciutto had returned with two steaming mugs of hot chocolate, you took the mug from him with a small thanks.

"So. What's gotten you all worked up?" He asked, stirring a spoon in his mug.

"Oh..hah..it's stupid, you really shouldn't have bothered-" He held a hand up to stop you from talking, a mildly annoyed look on Prosciutto's face, "Listen, you're going through something that can be a little hard something, it's never stupid, and I'm here to listen." 

"T-thanks.." You welled up once more, the appreciation he was showing you hit you in the heart. You sighed, taking a breath before you started talking to him.

"I miss Risotto." 

Prosciutto perked up, this was interesting, typically you never said vulnerable things like this on your cycle, he usually just found you crying about peanut butter, but it got him interested. He figured you and Risotto had some sort of attraction to each other, this just fed his suspicion.

Prosciutto pulled out his phone when he caught your attention directed away from him, quickly sending a text before shoving the electronic back into his pocket when you turned to face him, giving you a smile.

It was a few hours before the front door slammed shut and Prosciutto stood up from the couch with his empty mug, "That's my queue." he said, raising the mug to you before he disappeared into the depths of the house, you tilted your head in confusion before hearing a thump, Risotto stood in the doorway, dropping his bags down abruptly and opening his arms, you ran forward, blanket swishing out behind you as you then jumped into his arms.

"I heard someone missed me." He chuckled deeply, walking over to sit down on the couch with you in his arms, you laughed and sniffled, content in his lap before you remembered, "Risotto wait, I might bleed on you."

You moved to get off of him but he held you down, quirking an eyebrow, "I don't care." you paused, before wrapping your arms around Risotto's neck and letting out a small sob, he rubbed your back and rocked you side from side. 

You felt better, Risotto's large arms and inviting chest made for a great pillow, and you made the perfect small teddy bear for him, you laid splayed out on his chest, eventually the both of you reached a level of relaxation so great in each others presence that you fell asleep, your team found this to be absolutely fantastic.

They crowded around the back of the sofa, throwing up various poses as the camera snapped the photo, surprisingly both you and Risotto remained asleep in your frankly adorable position, Prosciutto held the photo out for everyone to see, everyone collectively let out a few aws, it was basically now everyone's favorite photo.

Prosciutto slid the photo into the scrap book, looking at you and Risotto on the couch fondly, oh he couldn't wait for you and Risotto to admit to each other, if you play your cards right, he could be an uncle.


WEEK SEVEN: RISOTTO!

This competition was fantastic to co-host and take part in! I hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did, it was fun! Love you all, be good people!  





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