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

Mista x Reader x Fugo: Pick one (NSFW)

A/N: 2.3k words of smut and a lil angst. oh god.

While you liked all of the gang as friends, two of the men stuck out to you. You didn't dare say anything about it to anyone, you didn't want to mess with either of their emotions, or your own.

Fugo and Mista both seemed interested in you, and things were starting to pick up, which is NOT what you wanted. Things were oddly competitive between the two, and you hated it.

Fugo was sweet to you purposefully in front of Mista, who returned with flirty one- liners to you.
The tension between the three of you was insane.

"Y/n! Do you wanna swim with me today?" Mista came up to you with a smile.
"At the beach?" He nodded, and you smiled.
"Sure!" You grinned, "I'm gonna go get changed, stay right here, ok?" Mista smirked. "You got it."

You ran upstairs and changed into a (favorite color) swimsuit. It complimented your figure, and showed a hint of cleavage. Enough to make either of the boys drool.

You grabbed a towel and shorts to wear over the swimsuit, and headed downstairs. On the way down, you made eye contact with Fugo.
"y/n.. why are you wearing a swimsuit?" His face turned pink as he tried not to look at your exposed stomach and small top.

"I'm going to the beach with Guido." You smiled sweetly. Speaking of which, you looked at him from where you stood on the stairs. His dark eyes burned into Fugo's back. 'Shit.. this was
gonna get bad."

"Mind if I come along?" Fugo asked with a tinge of jealousy in his voice. "Uh... I'll have to ask Guido.. he kinda planned this I wouldn't want him
to-" Fugo cut you off. "y/n, I don't care if he's mad. Do you mind if I come?" You looked down. "Uh.. I guess not!" Your warm smile made his heart melt. "Great, I'll get changed too then."

You finished walking down the stairs, meeting Mista at the bottom. "Ready?" He asked, already in his shorts with a towel on his arm. "Uh.. Fugo's still getting changed." You looked up at him, hoping he wouldn't be mad.

"..You invited him?" He asked, clenching his teeth. "I'm sorry, he asked and.. I thought it would be fun to have a friends day!" Mistas heart dropped at the words 'Friends'.
Not wanting to disappoint you, he just sighed.

Fugo walked downstairs. "You guys ready?" You eyed him, wearing shorts and a towel just like you two. Mistas' jaw tightened, and he grabbed your waist, pulling you next to him.

"Yep, we've been ready." His hand was tight on your waist. You looked down, face red at his touch. Fugo's brows furrowed at the sight. He took your hand, and pulled you from Mistas grip.

Mista looked dead into his eyes, and pulled you closer to him. Fugo started back, and yanked your hand towards him. You couldn't choose, so you just let them drag you around, feeling their lazer eyes on each other.

Fugo won with a final tug, and stepped forward with your hand resting in his. He was trying not to hurt you, but his jealousy got the best of him, and he ended up leaving a red thumb print on your knuckles. Mistas hand dropped down to his side.

It was fucking on.

Luckily, a beach was within walking distance of the Passione mansion. The whole time Fugo had his arm around your shoulder, and Mista had your hand in his. What a trip this was going to be..

When you finally arrived, you three laid down your towels, yours in the middle, and you took off your shorts.

"Y/n! Let me help you with sunscreen!" Mista smiled at you. "Oh! thanks!" You grinned back, and Mista proceeded to rub the sunscreen into your back and shoulders. Fugo stood to the side awkwardly, clearly jealous. His arms were crossed over his chest, and he looked away.