I just can't stop thinking about Risotto's crush selling herself to Diavolo in order to save la squadra
Oooo valiant displays of self-sacrifice for the wellbeing of a s/o ❤️✨👄👀? Now that is a trope I haven't read in fics in months (in this fandom anyway haha)
Imagine the tension in the office layering itself into a thick invisible mist as Formaggio steels himself for Risotto's outburst. He could feel the room thrum low and menacing with Risotto's aura, felt it in the way the metals in his clothes seemed to pull themselves towards Risotto's direction and how the barely restrained fury in his voice registered to him when he said "Where is she?" in a low voice.
Formaggio swallows the lump of fear stuck in his throat before replying carefully.
His capo is livid and despite trusting Risotto not to lash out in anger and lose control of his stand, it didn't lessen the tight coil of unease inside him when he felt just the slightest twitch run across the subsurface of his skin. She had entrusted him with the secret of her plan knowing how Risotto would refuse the proposition the moment it would be raised. He couldn't blame him; hell knows what the Boss would do to a pretty thing like her once he gets his hands on her. Formaggio found himself groaning miserably on the inside knowing that he had to break the news to one very enraged and very in love Risotto sooner or later. Tsk, if they somehow get her back while managing to stay alive right after, she's gonna owe him big time.