Pannacotta Fugo x Reader One-shots

[55] side effects.

Hi, how is everyone doing today?
I just posted yesterday and supposed to do my journal review or just taking a nice Saturday off. But, I find out that today, 10th October, is #WorldMentalHealthDay, and thinking I should write something. Not really a chapter of mental health in general, just your usual fluff chapter of how wonderful love can actually be. I got this idea when someone finished my book "For You" yesterday (yes, I'm talking about you 👉👈 edit: I see you're also finishing that book today. Yes, now I'm talking to both of you ) and they caught Fugo simping for the reader.  And honestly, we need more Fugo simping for the reader, who agrees?

Also, feel free to reach me on my inbox or Instagram or my Twitter if you need anything from me. I'll try my best to reply to you.
Stay safe, everyone ❤️🍓
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Fugo didn't know why, but these days, he caught himself always glancing at you every time he could. From the conversation that he had with you, the blunt staring when he's sure no one noticed, the glance while he's pretending to teach Narancia or reading his book, even from the very corner of his eyes, he find you. Not only that, he remembers the sound of how you walk, your voice from afar, so he could prepare his heart before you arrive. It's kind of bizarre and unfamiliar for him, but whatever it is, he craves it.

Now that he realized how he acts around you, he starts thinking about you a lot. What is it about you that makes him powerless like this? Fugo spent his nights making speculations about it. The first thing on his list was your smile. It's not exactly the wide biggest smile like Mista has, but your smile is more simple, soft, and honest in his opinion. And how you look at him warmly while calling his name like a child.

Of course, he's against judging you from your look only. You always put others before you, which bothers him a bit, but he appreciates it. His life was saved by you many times after all. One thing he also adores from you is how you like calling with names. You're not the type to use 'hey' or 'you', just name. The moment his name slips out your lips, he will trade all his tomorrow just for you to say it again.

Fugo hummed as he's turning off the light in his room, ready to sleep. Since you were confronting him about how unhealthy it is to stay up late, he promised to get a proper sleep outside of missions. In return, you promised to wake up early, which is great for him. The faster he could see you in the morning, the better.

"Where's [y/n]?"

"She departed with Bucciarati and Mista last night," Abbacchio informed, "Polpo suddenly gave Bucciarati the mission, and it's urgent."

"Don't worry. Bucciarati said that they will come back tonight too," added Giorno. Fugo could only nod and not saying a thing until he gets his coffee.

It's too bad, he thought. He was looking forward to hearing a good morning from you. Today will be bland and hollow. While he's deep in whatever he's thinking, one person is grinning.

"Oh? What is this, Fugo? Looking dead so early in the morning. Is it because you didn't get your morning kisses, hm?"

Abbacchio stood up with his coffee and move to the patio. Giorno also brought his stuff and move to the common room to watch the news. Both didn't say anything, they just want to avoid the disaster about to happen in the kitchen. All because a kid playing with a bomb.

"Narancia," Fugo growled, hand's slamming on the table, spilling his coffee and Narancia's orange juice all over the table. "Can't you stop being goddamn annoying just for a day!? Do you care to explain on whatever you just said before I throw you out of the window?"

"Well, well, well, don't get too worked up." Narancia backed away a little, but he's still doing it. Broken bones will be worth it when he can tease Fugo without you around. Besides, Giorno is on standby, nothing to be afraid of. "I'm just saying if you really miss our [y/n] or are you really miss her? Must be lonely without her, huh?"