An s/o shopping at the mall (and being a member of la Squadra themselves) running into each prospective member as the s/o is shopping for something embarrassing. thank you!! <3
Sorry about the wait, please enjoy
He’s not fond of going to the mall. It’s too open, and it’s swarming with people. He tries to keep his trips short and sweet, going in to buy what he needs, and then get out. No loitering around. He’s fortunate that he rarely - if ever, bumps into anyone from the Mafia, but anyone that sees him knows better than the run their mouth. You, are rather different in that regard.
He notices you sheepishly leaving a store, one he never paid much attention to, “(Y/N)? I thought you were staying home today?”, Risotto made no sound as he approached, the shock causing you to almost scream in terror, like you’d been caught doing something you shouldn’t have been - well, technically speaking, you were.
His eyes wander over the mysterious bag, as you clutch it tightly. He so desperately wants to take a look, but seeing as you’re flustered, he lets it slide, despite being able to put two-and-two together by simply looking at the store you just left.
Another one that despises the mall, but happens to be way more vocal about it. Passing strangers that get in his way, or children causing a scene are the ones most at risk of suffering from his wrath. Even the security guards don’t bother trying to escort him out of the mall anymore - it’s simply not worth it.
Ghiaccio stomps about the mall, complaining loudly to himself about how stupid some of the slogans are, especially ones that include a pun of sorts. He almost doesn’t notice you at first, at least until you try to swiftly leave his field of vision. Alas, Ghiaccio is faster than you.
“(Y/N), why are you here?!”, he seems the most flustered, despite him calling you out, “I’m just shopping,” you smile, in hopes that flimsy excuse works. It does not, and before you can even protest, he practically rips the bag out of your hand to look inside; a choice he regrets not more than a second later.
He usually does all his shopping online - preferring convince over quality. On the rare occasion he ventures out to the mall, he spends most of his time sat idly in the food court, simply watching people go by.
During this, he happens to see your familiar face, and calls out to you. Melone certainly wasn’t expecting the deer in the headlights look he got as a response from his dear, but when he happened to see your bag, he understood everything.
Melone sits there with a sinister smirk as you race off home. It won’t be too long before Melone accompanies you.
He doesn’t like going the mall alone. He’s fine if it’s with you or Prosciutto, but being alone just makes him anxious, and worry that people are watching his every move as he goes about the mall trying to get what he needs as quickly as he can.
He spots you leaving a shoot hat he usually pays no mind to. He still doesn’t take much interest in it as he scurries over you, almost frightening the life out of you as you try to hide your bag from him.
He’ll ask what you bought, and your answer of, “I’ll show you when we get home”, is more than enough to satisfy his curiosity. He’s just happy to not have to shop alone.
He goes the mall quite frequently, mainly to browse, while he buys what he needs, but there’s a small café there he’s fond of. He usually sits for a while to enjoy a cup of coffee before he heads off.
He keeps a watchful eye for any danger, but what he doesn’t expect to see is you. He remembers you very clearly saying you were spending your day off at home, and finishes his coffee quickly so he can interrogate you.
You’re just as shocked to see him, especially when he grabs your hand in his own, trying to go for the bag you’re so desperate to keep out of his grasp. He’s curious now, but if you wish to keep it hidden, he’ll wait until you’re home.
He spends a fair amount of time at the mall, mainly to people watch, but he’s sometimes placed there instead of the airport when it comes to work - not that he minds either way.
He had a feeling he’d find you here today, feeling incredibly smug when he’s proven right, seeing you exit a shop with an incredibly interesting bag.
He observes you for a moment, before he decides to approach, mainly with the intention to tease you, but he’s still rather happy he ran into you here. It beats having to wait until you’re both back home.
Doesn’t particularly like the mall, but he doesn’t hate it either. It’s convenient for sure, but it’s always crowded and loud. Still, he’s really only there for the pet shop, picking up his usual cat food along with some new toys.
He didn’t even notice you until the nearly knocked you over, stopping his apology when he got a look at you, “(Y/N)? What are you doing here? I said I’d get the cat food,” he smiles, until he notices your bag.
He’s the curious type, and can’t resist trying to look inside, or take the bag away from you, just to tease you a little, he at least tries to be subtle by offering to carry it.
