𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦 - fugio fanfic

chapter two

pannacotta fugo;;

just as i placed all my finished work back into a folder, i hear the front door slam shut. mom and dad must be home.

i took a breath before opening my door and walking down the stairs. i walk down the stairs and walk over to my mom.

"evening, mother." i said to her, trying to not sound irritated.

she looks at me, "ah, evening, pannacotta. could you do a quick favor for me?" she asked, i mentally groan.

"yes ma'am." i answered, she pulls a piece of paper and an envelope, thats filled with money, out of her purse and hands it to me.

"i forgot to go to the store. i need you to make a stop at the grocery for me and buy everything on this list." she demanded, i took a quick glance at the list and looked back at her, "yes ma'am. i'll take your car." i said, while opening the door and then walking out of it.

before i knew it, i was sitting in her car, putting the keys in, buckling up, and finding a station on the radio that was bearable.

i finally turned to a station that played 'Adult Hits' and the first song that played was 'Run Up That Hill' by kate bush.
i happily sighed to myself as i put the car in drive.

kate bush, you're the only bitch in this town who can handle me.

i drove out of the driveway and began speeding away from our property.

the grocery was only about 4 minutes away by car, so it never took long. by the time the song ended, i was already there.

i finally found a parking space, after honking at several others who stole the past ones i was going to park in.
i put the car in park, turned it all off, and exited the car with the money and list right in my pocket.

i walked into the store and, luckily, it wasn't packed at this time of day.

and this trip wouldn't take long, we only had 4 things we needed on the list.

' bread, milk, eggs, and ham ' i mimicked my mother's voice, in my head, of course, who knows if she's listening or not.

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i finally made it to the meat section and grabbed a random pack of ham and threw it in my basket.
"finally." i muttered to myself while letting a sigh of relief out.

i walked up to the self checkout center, paid for my things and began walking out of the store.
well, before i did, i needed to take a quick piss break.

i walked to the bathroom, with the bags in my hand, and when i entered, i heard someone crying.

"i know, father, i know. i'll do better. i'm done with shopping. i won't be as late next time. yes sir. goodbye."

i guess they were on the phone with their dad, i didnt know who was crying, but, apart of my heart ached for them.

suddenly, a stall shoots open and reveals...

giorno!?

i swear he's everywhere!

my mouth slightly drops , yet, the aching in my heart still doesn't stop. c'mon, fugo! you hate this guy!

"p-pannacotta!?" giorno recognized me and quickly wiped his tears away, "w-why are you here!?" he anxiously asked.

"i... uh... im..grocery shopping for my parents..." i stammered, "b-but, are you alright, giorno?" i was even surprised by myself. me, asking if he's alright, why would i do that!?

tears welled up in his eyes but he managed to blink through it, "im...im..." he sniffed and then hot tears ran down his face.

"oh, pannacotta!" he cried and then ran to me, wrapping his arms around my torso, causing me to drop my groceries. god, those eggs better have not broke.

"i-i know you don't like me whatsoever! but i j-just need a hug!" he cried into my shirt.

i took a breath. fugo, as much as you despise giorno, throw your pride away for a moment. he's really upset. be kind.

i hesitantly wrapped my arms around him, "it's alright, giorno. i understand." i calmly said.

we stayed like that for the next minute until he let go, his eyes were puffy.
"i-im sorry, pannacotta. how terrible of me. being so selfish and inconsiderate of you."
did he....genuinely feel upset for crying into my shirt? and hugging me?

"oh, giorno, i-it's not a big deal, i swear." he looked up at me and wiped his eyes, "thank you, pannacotta. but, i better start walking home. my father is pretty upset." he stated, grabbing a tote filled with food.

i sharply inhale through my nose and sigh. "c'mon let me drive you home." i picked my groceries up and began walking, giorno followed.

we walked out to my mother's car, i put my groceries in the back, giorno did the same.

he took his seat in the passenger while i sat in the driver's seat, starting the car.
it finally started and music from the radio quietly played as i put the car in drive and started backing out.

as we pulled out of the parking lot and went on the road, giorno cleared his throat.
"thank you, pannacotta. this means alot. im sorry you had to see me like that." he sounded a little ashamed.

"oh, uh- no problem. don't mention....like at all....to anyone..do not let anyone know this happened." i ordered. he softly chuckled, "oh no, i know."

as soon as he finished his sentence, i was about to make a turn but some genius got in my way and did it first, without a fucking blinker!

"wow, nice blinker, ASSHOLE!" i yelled, i saw giorno tense up a bit, "uh, sorry." i apologized, while turning.

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"annnnd, it's this one. right here." giorno stated as i turned in his driveway and began driving farther in.

i parked and looked over at him, "well, see you around, giorno." i pursed my lips and gave a small wave. he softly smiled and exited the passenger seat then got his groceries from the back.

"bye, pannacotta." he smiled and then shut both doors.
i sat there for a moment and watched as he went inside his house. just to make sure he was alright and shit. obviously.

i sigh, why the fuck did i even help him!?
i put the car in reverse and backed out and put it back in drive and drove away from his house.

i guess i helped cause i know how it feels. i've had plenty of times where i found myself crying over my parents being assholes.

it really isn't the end of the world if im nice towards someone i hate, i know that. it just....it feels so weird to be kind to him. i've hated him for years, and thats not ever gonna change, obviously!

this was just a one time thing. that's all.