Vento Aureo Oneshots// Headcanons (request OPEN!!)

Fugo x Reader: Late Nights

You've been in Passione for a year, and while you weren't the type to fall in love easily, Fugo was... different. He was handsome, powerful, and sweet.. well to you. While he had anger issues, you were the only one to calm him down. Only you and Bruno knew about his past. You thought you liked him, but pushed the thought to the back of your head. No way it would even happen. The two of you often got drunk together and laugh about stupid shit. Tonight was one of those nights. You two were standing in the balcony looking at the stars with a drink in either of your hands. It was far, far past midnight.

"Wait wait wait... watching what?" You said through a laugh. "he was watching KIDS TOY VIDEOS!" Fugo bursted out laughing and the two of you shared a few seconds of pure joy. Narancia was caught looking at toy videos when it was only him and Fugo in the house. Narancia didn't realize that Fugo was behind him. When the laughing calmed down, you looked at Fugo's soft yellow hair, and his stomach showing through his suit. You were used to it, but tonight it felt different. Fugo's face was dusted with pink, which matched his strawberry tie. You looked up to his eyes, and he was looking at you too. Right into your e/c eyes. "You know.. y/n" He started. "I.. i never realized how pretty your eyes were"

You were taken aback from the statement. "W-what are you talking about, it's not like they're anything special" You said laughing into your drink. Fugo tucked a loose hair behind your ear. You looked into his purple eyes, gleaming with love. He stepped toward you, your faces inches from each other. He quickly realized what he was doing and pulled away, his face turning pinker from embarrassment. "Fuck, sorry. I'm sorry I shouldn't have.." He muttered under his breath. "Fugo.." you asked softly. He turned to you then looked down. "I- I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have waited this long to tell you that- I- I-" He struggled to find the words. Although he was smart, he was terrible with romance.

"Look, I know you're gonna hate me for this but.." He looked up into the night. "Fuck, i'm sorry."
"Fugo it's ok, you can tell me anything." You said softly, leaning your elbows on the railing. "I promise I won't hate you." He sighed and looked down, again. "I like you. I lot, since June. How could I not? You're powerful and cute and the only one who can challenge my intelligence, and, I don't know! I'm bad with feelings I just.. I didn't mean to confess this way. It just happened. I'm out of my mind right now and-" You interrupted him with a small kiss. "It's ok. I like you too." Fugo's eyes lit up. "How?" You giggled. "How!? Are you serious?" You punched his arm. "Of course I like you." You looked up at him. He put his drink down and turned to you to hold your waist. "Y/n, will you be mine? Please, you're all I need." You answer with yet another kiss, this one long, and touchy. Fugo stepped forward again, putting you against the back railing. His hand moved to your back, the other to the back of your head. "I'll take that as a yes?"