narancia becoming a child of a divorce every time you and bruno bucciarati argue ˚.✦
Narancia doesn’t remember a time where you and Bruno weren’t dating, when he talked with Bruno for the first time, you were there, sharing a meal with Bruno as he talked with you before telling Narancia to go back to his dad’s. You were there when Bruno visited him in the hospital, you even brought a little bouquet of purple flowers and obviously, you were there when he was welcomed on the team. You have a stand too, a pretty lilac and green stand and you help on the missions more than Narancia had imagined for a woman.
You and Bruno were the first people (Fugo too) that were nice to him after a long time, so how could he not get attached? You showed him around the house, taught him how to cook basic things and easy fight movies and Bruno taught him about strategy and other things. He looks up to both of you, almost seeing you as idol figures.
So when you and Bruno fight, he’s a mess!
It started over something stupid, like usual. Bruno wanted the team to hit up this old warehouse at midnight for some recon on a rival group, all serious and planned out like always. You thought it was too risky without more info and wanted to wait until morning, maybe scope it out with your Stand first. One minute you two were talking calmly in the kitchen, the next both of you had that scary-calm voice you only used when you were really mad.
And poor Narancia was stuck right in the middle, sitting at the table with a half-eaten sandwich in his hands like it was a shield.
“Narancia,” Bruno said, turning to him with a gentle look. “You know the night gives us better cover. Come with me, we’ll do a quick sweep and be back before anyone notices.”
You crossed your arms and gave Narancia the softest smile, the one that always made him feel like everything was gonna be okay. “Don’t listen to him, Nara. It’s way smarter to wait. You and I can go grab some gelato after we check the place out properly tomorrow. Sounds good?”
“You’re playing dirty there,” Bruno snaps at you, clicking his tongue and rolling his eyes. “You can’t bribe him with food!”
“I can do whatever the fuck I want, amore. You know my plan is better than you,” you snap back, crossing your arms across your chest.
“Don’t amore me now. And don’t curse in front of the kid,” Bruno said sharply.
You huffed and tilted your chin up, looking every bit as stubborn as your boyfriend. “He’s heard worse on missions, Bruno. You’re the one acting like a baby because I won’t just nod and follow your lead this time.”
Narancia’s eyes went wide, flicking back and forth between you two like he was watching a really intense tennis match.
His brain basically short-circuited. On one side, Bruno, the guy who taught him how to think three steps ahead and always made him feel strong. On the other, you, who let him blast music way too loud in the car and gave the best hugs after rough days.
Bruno stepped closer to you with a serious face. “My plan is safer for the team. Nighttime, less chance of running into civilians or rival scouts. Narancia knows that. Right, Narancia?”
“I-I, uh…” He scratched the back of his head. “Well, Bruno’s right about the cover and stuff but… gelato does sound kinda fire.”
Bruno raised an eyebrow. “Narancia.”
You tilted your head, looking all cute and hopeful. “Naranciaaa.”
He let out a tiny squeak and slid down in his chair until only his eyes peeked over the table. “This is worse than when Fugo makes me do math homework! Why you gotta put me in the middle like this? I’m just one guy!”
You and Bruno both stared at him. Then at each other. The tension cracked just a tiny bit when you snorted and Bruno let out a long sigh, rubbing the back of his neck.
“See what you did?” Bruno muttered, but his voice was softer now. “You turned him into a nervous wreck.”
“I turned him? You’re the one dragging him out at midnight like some strict dad,” you shot back, but you were smiling a little too.
“Enough, enough!” Narancia says, jumping from his chair and shaking his hands in front of his face. “Stop fighting, please. I hate this!”
You sigh and look at Bruno, who gave you a look back and decided to leave the argument behind. “Alright, we can end the argument if you like,” he tells you, pressing his lips on a tight line.
“Hm, yeah, whatever,” you say reluctantly.
“You guys aren’t even hugging yet,” he mumbled, voice all small and pouty. “That’s not how it works. You’re supposed to say sorry and then kiss and be all gross like usual.”
You raised an eyebrow, trying not to smile. Bruno just blinked, clearly surprised by the sudden attitude.
Narancia put his hands on his hips, looking determined even though his cheeks were turning pink. “Bruno, you gotta say her plan is smart too. And you,” he pointed at you with a serious finger, “have to stop calling him a baby even if he’s acting like one. Come on!”
He stepped between the two of you, grabbing one of Bruno’s hands and one of yours, then tried to push them together. “See? Hold hands. Now say nice stuff. Please? For me?”
The pout on his face was lethal. Big golden eyes looking up at both of you, lower lip jutted out, hair messy from all the stressing. He even gave a tiny sniffle for extra effect. You felt it hit you first, he was just so stupidly adorable trying to play peacemaker. Bruno must have felt it too because his expression melted instantly, the stern lines around his eyes softening into something warm.
“Dio mio, Narancia…” Bruno mutters, massaging the bridge of his nose. He finally let his fingers entwine with yours. “I’m sorry, bella, truly. Your plan is as good as mine, you always have good ideas.”
You smile against Bruno’s shoulder. “And I’m sorry for getting snippy. Nighttime might have been okay too. We can figure it out together like always.”
Narancia made a happy little noise. “Yay! See? That wasn’t so hard. Now you gotta kiss so it’s official.”
Bruno laughed quietly and leaned over to press a quick and sweet kiss to your lips right there. Narancia cheered like he’d just won a whole mission by himself.
“You’re such a little manipulator,” you teased, ruffling his hair.
Saw some Mobwife styled cosplay and I just had to draw Abbacchio and Bucciarati, I love them so much. Sorry I've been gone, I was really sick and then I've been super busy with comms!! <333
