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scolpimpisdiary · 2 years

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His Prized Possession

Yan!Don Giorno x Fem!Reader

Content Warning: Mentions of Kidnapping/Captivity, Yandere themes, possessiveness

Word Count:2.3K

It was painful.

Not the type of pain you’d get from a physical injury, or the type of numbing pain a heartbreak gives you. It was the pain that stung the most to you. The pain of realizing you’ve been stuck here for five months.

Five months.

It was routine at this point. You’d get up, shower, get dressed then go to your Calendar and cross off another day. After that you’d sit quietly on a bench near the windowsill curled up in a book.

It was funny, almost. You were never an avid reader in the past, but ever since the kidnapping you’ve lost all access to any form of internet, making you solely reliant on books to entertain yourself. You used to have art supplies, but tried using the sharp wooden handle on one of the brushes to pry open the window. Like a child, the privilege of painting was quickly taken away from you by Don Giovanna.

You let out a desperate chuckle, hearing the footsteps you’ve grown all too familiar with as they clicked down the hallway towards the room.

The truth is, you’ve given up on trying to escape the prison that Giorno would always call home. Time and time again of failed escapes and cruel punishments proved the labyrinth to be impossible to leave. Even going through the villa was like a confusing maze to you.

Even though you were deep in thought, you could hear the click of the steel door unlocking, indicating that Giorno has just entered your room. You kept your back turned to him, trying to ignore his presence.

“Buongiorno, amore mio..”

Out of the corner of your eye, you see his figure move over and sit next to you on the bench. The smell of what seemed like expensive cologne engulfed your nostrils.

The pain of being held captive was made worse by the certain blonde-haired man’s presence.

“Now tell me, Y/N, how is my precious wife doing today?”

The tone in the blonde’s voice was sickeningly sweet, you could tell he was reveling in seeing you like this.

After staying quiet and keeping your head turned, a light scoff left the Don’s lips. His smile pursed into a frown as his hand cupped your face and quickly turned it to him.

Giorno’s voice soon went cold and threatening as his grip gently tightened along your jaw. His piercing green eyes bored into yours

“Look at me when I’m talking to you.”

Once you gave him your full attention, Giorno’s face then warmed into its usual faux smile. “Good, now answer my question. How is my beautiful wife doing today?”

“I’m fine” you muttered, both you and your captor knowing that isn’t the truth. Either way, it was an answer that he was satisfied with.

“So good, mi caro, you’re becoming more obedient. I know that soon enough you’ll let me shower you with my love, yes?”

You nodded, knowing that if you didn’t then Giorno would probably force a response out of you one way or another.

He chuckled and gave you a light peck, his lips meshing with your soft ones.

“Well, I have a surprise for you. Today I’m taking you out to dinner. I have made reservations for a restaurant that offers the best dining in all of Napoli..”

Your eyes shot open at this sudden news, to which Giorno took notice of. He chuckled and continued on.

“Yes tesoro, you’ve been so good lately. I have to go out for a while, so I’m letting a maid accompany you for a couple of hours. She will be helping you get ready for the dinner until then. Once I come back, we are leaving.”

You nodded along to his words, feeling as if he didn’t need a response. Eventually Giorno left, not forgetting to lock the steel door behind him as he left your room. Your body eased up a little from his lack of presence, and you went back to reading your book.

Over the course of several hours you’ve spent majority of it in the dressing room, letting the maid find a suitable dress for you to wear. You weren’t able to choose much outside of hairstyle for the event, as Giorno had strict control over what could and couldn’t be worn for it. You sighed and checked it off as another one of his controlling tactics.

When it was time to go, Giorno personally went to your room, collected and brought you through the villa to the limousine that waited patiently outside. You had assumed that he didn’t trust any of his guards to personally bring you. Hell, they wouldn’t even look at you.

The both of you wore matching emerald green outfits, Giorno’s being a suit that had golden ladybug shaped charms on each side, and yours being a silk emerald green dress

Once the both of you had made it to the limo, Giorno opened the back door, letting you get in first. As you slid in, you were met with three unfamiliar faces. One was a woman with short pink hair and a simple black dress on. She sat on the left side, quietly staring out the window as the two men on the right conversed with eachother.

The two men, one having strawberry blonde hair, glared in irritation at the other man, who was tan and wore a red and blue hat. He was aimlessly rambling on about a video game, and the blonde seemed very disinterested.

When Giorno entered the car, all of their eyes were on him. Once everyone settled in, the car started driving away from the villa.

“Giorno! How have you been, man?”

“I’ve been good, Mista. How has your team been? And you too, Fugo?”

“It’s actually been pretty good! Ever since you made me capo I feel like people respect me more!” Mista told Giorno with a comical grin stretched across his face.

Fugo then turned to Giorno. “I feel honored that you’re letting me oversee the data and information team. I promise that this won’t be in vain.”

With a satisfied smile, the Don nodded his head as he turned to the pink-haired woman. “What about you, Trish?”

Mista then added on “Yeah, you haven’t said anything during the whole ride! Don’t you want to be a capo too?”

Trish shook her head, turning back towards the window.

“No. I have no interest in being directly involved with the mafia. I just want to live my life..”

Even though you couldn’t say anything, you knew deep down that you could relate to Trish. You didn’t want to be under Giorno’s watchful eyes or have any ties to Passione, you just wanted to be free and live your life as well.

Trish must’ve noticed that you were staring at her, because she gave you a soft smile and said “Might I say, Mrs. Giovanna, you look wonderful tonight.”

A small smile curled up onto your face. You nodded and thanked her. That was the first time someone has paid you a compliment in months, besides Giorno obviously. You’ve chalked it up to Trish being very close to him, knowing deep down that if it was someone else complimenting you, Giorno would’ve probably done something to them.

Once you’ve reached the restaurant and taken your seats, you couldn’t help but admire how beautiful it was. There was an aquarium in the very center of the restaurant, and each booth had soft comfortable seats and impeccably clean tables. The silverware and plates looked high quality. You lifted a plate up, able to see your reflection inside of it. This caused you to let out an audible gasp. The whole table chuckled at your reaction, with Giorno adding “I take it you like the restaurant?” You nodded and shyly looked down at your lap.

Once everyone was settled down, you tapped Giorno on his shoulder. He looked up at you with his usual gaze, loving and sickeningly sweet. “Yes, my love?”

“I have to use the bathroom..” you replied shyly. Immediately Giorno looked to Trish. “Trish, can you accompany Y/N to the bathroom for me?”

She nodded and stood up from the booth.

Once you both made it near the bathroom, Trish stood outside and you went in.

“Don’t take too long, okay? Giorno..you know..” you could tell she didn’t want to finish her sentence, nor acknowledge the reality of him keeping you captive.

“I understand.” You replied, going into the private bathroom and closing it behind you. The truth is that you just wanted a moment to be alone. Actually alone. Without the presence of surveillance cameras, guards and maids, or the watchful eyes of your captor husband.

A moment that was stolen from you the very moment Giorno kidnapped you.

As you sighed, staring into the mirror, you noticed a window above. It wasn’t a sealed one, just a regular window. Your head whipped around and jogged towards it. Your footsteps must’ve been quite loud, as you heard a brief knock on the door from Trish.

“Hey, Y/N, is everything alright in there?”

“Uh- yes! Everything is fine! Give me a couple more minutes..” you quickly reached for the window, only to realize it was too high up for you, or any human for that matter, to reach. Your eyes quickly scoured the room for things to use as a booster, only to see the cupboard underneath the sink.

“So yes, those are all the recent discoveries my team has made about the other organizations operating in Italy”

Fugo smugly replied, then turned to an annoyed looking Mista. “What about you? What does your team do, besides shoot things of course” “Now hold on you little-“

Giorno immediately stood up, catching the other men’s attention. “Is everything okay?” they both said. The Don looked slightly frustrated, his deep green eyes scanning the restaurant for the two women that were gone. “I’ll be right back. I need to do something..” he replied, walking away from the table with a fit of urgency. The two men glanced at each-other blankly for a second, only for their eyes to shoot open in the realization that something may have happened to Y/N

Giorno rushed towards the opposite site of the restaurant, seeing Trish leaning on the door to the girls bathroom, casually texting on her phone. She looked up to see Giorno, any sign of happiness or joy completely gone from him.

“Trish, I need you to open this door now.”

In the bathroom, you opened the cupboard to see three things: some wipes, a stool, and a plunger

Wait, a stool?

You grabbed it and placed it near the window, giving you enough of a boost to open it and push it. You heard the door behind you unlocking. Panicking, you shoved yourself through the window, one of your emerald green heels falling off into the bathroom in the process. You fell onto a garbage can, then onto the cold concrete floor. Your body ached from the fall, but still pushed through, seeing a river nearby. The fight or flight in your body immediately kicked in. You yanked off your last heel and booked it, reaching the river.

“God, I’m so sorry Giorno! I swear she was just there a second ago!” Trish said, a look of guilt evident on her face. The young man sighed and looked around the bathroom, quickly taking note of the opened window and the lost shoe.

“It’s fine. Go get the others and explain the situation. I’ll stay here.”

Trish nodded and went to get Fugo and Mista. Meanwhile, Giorno grabbed your shoe, surveying it further. He wasn’t angry or sad. Instead, Giorno mumbled to himself.

“Oh Il mio tesoro, don’t worry, I will find you once again..”

Once you dove into the water, being dragged away by the river current was intense. Rocks and other debris hit you at every angle, filling your ankles, face, and other exposed parts of your body with scratches. you barely stood afloat in the harsh waters, accidentally breathing in water every now and again. You feel like you’d pass out from it, but your determination kept you awake. Even though it hurt, you were finally free, free from Giorno’s grasp, free from Passione, and most importantly, free to finally go home and live your life how you want to.

Or so you thought

Once you reached the end of the river, which seemed to be a cold dark forest, your body struggled to climb onto land.

Your entire outfit was wet and dirty, making it hard to walk. Once you barely lifted yourself up, you felt a familiar pair of arms pull you towards him in an embrace. His blonde locks tickled your face gently, not caring about his outfit getting stained in the process.

“Oh tesora, I was waiting for you.”

Your stomach sunk and you swallowed, a lump of fear stuck in your throat.

“H-how..” you cried, tears streaming down your face. You felt a warm hand brush the tears off of your cheek.

“You left your shoe, amore mio. I turned it into a fly, then it went near the river. That’s how I was able to find your location. After that I waited at the end of the river for you, and let Mista and Fugo patrol around just in case you may take shortcuts.”

Immediately, Giorno’s hug tightened. A wide grin was present. “But you didn’t! The path you took led you straight to me! That goes to show how connected we are, how truly everlasting our love is, correct?”

Your mind was filled with disbelief, too shocked to murmur any other words.

Wrapping his arm securely around yours, Giorno led you towards a car that you’d assume takes you back to the villa. You’d thought about running away, but his grip on you was so tight that it was impossible for you to form any distance between your body and his.

“Now, I do have to decide on the punishment I’ll give you..but for right now, let’s just go home, okay?”

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andywandyz · 2 years

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Bruno gang helping reader through a traumatizing childhood memory:

Hihi I'm back sorry for taking so long! I've been busy for a while so here's some fluff - Bruno gang trying to comfort you. N/N: Nickname Y/N: Your name L/N: Last name

Life was pretty good getting used to the gang so far, your friends supported you and you loved each and everyone of them very much. When you joined, the first person you met was Bruno. He was interested in knowing your side of your story but it was hard already dealing with enough shit in the past, so Bruno decided to leave it like that and get to know you better. You had entertained yourself as you watched Fugo, Mista, and Narancia fighting for the remote to watch what each person wanted, Abbacchio was busy listening to music, Giorno was reading a book and Trish was busy looking at the latest makeup videos. "N/N!! Fugo keeps hurting me!" Narancia screeched across the living room to you. Fugo looked at the boy in anger, "Sorry L/N! I'll deal with him!"

It was getting dark and everyone had been busy doing their own thing, there hadn't been too much to do today, so you decided it would be best if you headed to bed. You headed to Bruno's office and knocked. "Who is it?" His calm but stern voice answered. "It's me Mr. Bucciarati, I'm headed to bed now." He only hummed as a sign in understanding you and with that you headed to your room. You had honestly been worried about going to sleep before in the past, you had a weird sleep schedule but it didn't affect you greatly, you had questioned yourself multiple times and even tried asking for Giorno and Bucciarati's help since they got most of the beauty sleep in the gang, but whatever you did wouldn't work. You continued tossing and turning but your eyes slowly but surely started closing.

But nowadays, it was getting harder to sleep. More nightmares and disturbing memories from that day. The day you witnessed your own father slash your mothers throat. Of course you had called the police but on the day of your mother funeral they allowed you father to come and visit her grave. "I'm glad I killed that fucking whore, you know your face really reminds me of her it makes me sick in the stomach! I would have killed the both of you fucking disgrace!"

He didn't have enough time to finish bringing you down before you stabbed him in the chest. He looked at you for a couple of minutes in shock but then smirked while you trembled with fear and anger. He whispered one last thing into your ear before ripping out your eye- "Y/N?!" "Y/N Get the hell up!" "N/N Please Get up!!" "Please wake up, everyone is waiting for you." Your eyes blasted open with tears splashing out, the whole team surrounded your room with worried looks. "We heard you screaming N/N! Are you okay?!" Narancia exclaimed while having a worried look with glossy eyes. Abbacchio put his hand on your forehead trying to see if you had any temperature. Fugo handed you tissues, Giorno made a refreshing smell with his flowers, Mista and Narancia both were hugging you while Trish was patting your head. You looked and in front of your bed was a worried capo, someone who cared about his teammates and would do the best he could for them. You looked at everyone, with shock. "Damn, are you okay Y/N, you gave us a scare." You didn't know what to say, but the fact that they came to check up on you, to make sure you were safe, it broke your heart. You started trembling and broke down into tears. "What the hell Mista?! Why would you say that to L/N?!" Fugo screamed. "I didn't do no shit!" "You guys stop screaming!" Trish yelled. Bruno then came and wrapped his arms around your shoulder "Are you ready to tell me everything il mio tesoro? Per favore, non nascondere nulla" "Okay I'm ready. T-Thanks guys" It felt embarrassing to stutter but how else could you express your emotion. They all looked at you as you continued and decided to reveal your side of the story. You were scared, you were honestly scared, you just wanted to protect your mother. Everyone looked at you and expressions softened. It calmed down your heart. The people you loved the most were right here, and wouldn't leave. I swear part 5 made me cry to most in JJBA I'll prob make something else tmmr, I just finished and it's 3:03 am rn!

#jojo's bizzare adventure golden wind #leone abbacchio #narancia jojo #jojo fugo #pannacotta fugo #jojo abbacchio #bruno buccerati #jojo bruno #jojo mista #mista guido #guido mista #jojo giorno #giorno giovanna #giovanna giorno #jojo headcanons

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kakdidyoulaythisegg · 2 years

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panel redraw

This is lazily made, no shading or something but he give u a flower

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#miki blog #art #artists on tumblr #jjba #jojo bizarre adventure #fan art #jojo no kimyou na bouken #giovanna giorno #giorno giovanna #panel redraw #jjba golden wind #golden wind #vento auero #giorno flower

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blablabladg · 2 years

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Chiori as Giorno (Jojo’s Bizarre)

#giorno giovanna #giovanna giorno #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo's bizarre adventure series #cosplay #boy #anime #blonde hair #short hair #green eyes

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orphetoon · 5 months

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bugs when u pick up a rock

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#jjba #jojo’s bizarre adventure #narancia ghirga #leone abbacchio #guido mista #giorno giovanna #bruno bucciarati #trish una #pannacotta fugo #golden wind #vento aureo

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kelenia · 3 months

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Legacy

#hi I’m not dead #I’ve just been gone for. forever #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo part 5 #jojo part 4 #jojo part 6 #golden wind #stone ocean #diamond is unbreakable #jolyne cujoh #giorno giovanna #josuke higashikata #jotaro kujo #dio brando #joseph joestar #my art

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wesaier · 6 months

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Boss Giorno

#jjba #jojo #art #jojo fanart #jjba fanart #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo part 5 #jojo vento aureo #jjba art #jjba giorno #giorno giovanna #giorno #jojo no kimyou na bouken

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chloesimaginationthings · 6 months

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JoJo’s Bizarre Halloween!

#myart #chloesimagination #comic #jojo bizarre adventure #jjba fanart #jjba #stone ocean #jojo part 6 #jolyne cujoh #jotaro kujo #giorno giovanna #dio brando #golden wind #JoJo part 5 #halloween #HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! 🎃🎃#sorry to Jotaro and Dio get owned #joween and Gio having fun

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brightgoat · 6 days

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[ Standverse AU ] - Comic where Gold visits the Requiem Palace (formerly known as the Golden Wind Temple)

from hero to zero

Oh and if anyone's curious - GER was not the one Haze was protecting here

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diosrodeo · 3 months

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also these

#jjba #giorno giovanna

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scolpimpisdiary · 2 years

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The Golden Dreams Bakery - Part One

Baker!Giorno x GN!Reader

No Advisory Warnings! Completely SFW

(Takes place in an alternate uni, Giorno is a lil baker boi!)

Word Count: roughly 2k

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Your family business, Panifico L’amore, was quite successful. It was reknowned for being one of the most popular bakeries in Naples. You almost felt that its glory would last forever, until one day you witnessed a “Grand Opening” sign from a store across the street.

You peered closer through your store window, eyeing the one adjacent to you.

“Hey Y/N, is everything okay? You seem glued to that window. You in love with it or somethin?” your young aunt joked as she quietly sipped on a cup of coffee.

You were too distracted to notice her walking up to you and softly resting her hand on your shoulder, gently shaking it. “Whatcha looking at?”

You temporarily broke eye contact with the glass and glanced her way. “Hey aunty, when did that store open up? I never saw it before..”

Your aunt chuckled before resting her mug on the table nearby. “Oh, you mean that one? That bakery had actually opened up a while ago. I don’t know why it still has the grand opening sign though..” she peered closer as well.

“Oh well” your aunt hummed, making her way towards the kitchen. You shrugged and stared at the window a little longer just to see a boy, who looked somewhat older than you, hauling some kitchen equipment out of a truck and into the store. “Could that be his restaurant?” You mumbled to yourself.

You couldn’t see much from far away but could tell that he had golden blonde hair which was braided neatly away from his shoulders. He also looked quite muscular and lean. Weirdly enough you couldn’t help but stare at him longer, squinting your eyes to try and get a slightly better look. This continued for a couple more minutes until a piece of notebook paper blocked your view.

“Hey stalker! Stop staring at people and go pick up some groceries from the store.” Your aunt waved the paper back and forth with a smug grin plastered on her face. You sighed and grasped it, eyeing the contents of the letter.

“Five packs of butter? Didn’t we have like, ten yesterday?” You groaned letting your posture slump as you analyzed the paper further. Your aunt shrugged her shoulders.“Hey, yesterday was a busy day. We had twelve wedding cake orders, do you know how much buttercream that took?”

You growled in defeat, strolling out the door and onto the concrete, only to hear your aunt shouting “Also we need more milk and creamer! I forgot to add that to the list!”

You gave her a thumbs up as you walked away, signaling that you’ve heard everything she’d needed to say.

As you made your way around the dairy aisle, you could feel as though you were missing an item but couldn’t figure out what. Your hands sifted through your coat pockets, only to realize that the list was gone.

“What the hell?” You mumbled to yourself, frantically looking around the store. You immediately spun your cart around to retrace your steps, unaware that your frenzied demeanor caught a certain blonde’s attention.

Before you could make your way into the bread aisle to see if it was there, a light tap grazed your shoulder. A faint smell of cologne and vanilla infiltrated your nostrils as you whipped your head back and saw a boy. His hand, presumably with your little list of ingredients in it, holding it out to you. His warm green eyes reading you like a book with a smile accompanying it.

You could’ve sworn you’d seen him somewhere, but couldn’t remember as you were too focused on retracing your steps.

“Scusi, I think you may have dropped something. Could it be this?” the young blonde said. You quickly collected the paper with a flustered face, thanking him. “Wow you’re a lifesaver! I thought I was cooked..” you joked, sporting a shy grin while rubbing the back of your head. He chuckled and put his hand on his hip.

“Well I’m glad I was able to help, buona giornata!” The boy made his way out after you shouted another thank you. After picking up the rest of your groceries, you quickly headed back to your shop.

The next couple days went by uneventfully and your mind soon wrote the encounter off as just another memory soon to be forgotten..that is until this very morning.

You stumbled down the stairs sleepily into the main area of the store, the upstairs being a regular apartment you and your aunt stayed in. “Y/N! Come meet our special guest!” Her voice boomed, loud enough to wake you up. You entered the main room, only to notice a familiar face looking at you in surprise, with his wide green eyes easily giving him away. Your hands met your eyelids, rubbing them to make sure what you were seeing was real. And it was.

“Y/N, this is the owner of the bakery next to us! His name is Giorno Giovanna. He came here to say hello, so be nice and welcome him!”

It then all made sense. The mysterious boy that you watched from the window, and helped you find your note was the owner of the shop right next to yours. Your brain was too busy connecting the dots at first to notice your aunt protesting you wearing your pajamas in the store.

A couple minutes after, your face instantly beamed a high red as you ran upstairs to get changed. A chuckle escaped Giorno as he gently stirred his tea, courtesy of your aunt. She shook her head and apologized “I don’t know what’s gotten into Y/N, lately. It’s like they’ve been so distracted!”

Once you were done changing into a decent outfit, you made your way back downstairs to join the two. For some reason your aunt was nowhere to be seen, and it was just you and Giorno. Alone.

You could admit that it was quite awkward given how silent it was. He just sat there sipping his tea. Did he even notice you were there?

You walked up to the table anyways and sat near him, hoping that was enough to catch his attention. It seemed that it did as the blonde quickly whipped his head in your direction.“There you are Y/N, I didn’t know you worked here. Your aunt seems very nice!” Giorno complimented. You then let out a nervous chuckle.

“Yeah, she has her moments..”

Honestly, you didn’t know what to say to him. It was hard to formulate any words in particular as a small flurry of emotions gnawed at your heart. You didn’t really know what this feeling was, only that it’d appear every time you’d see him.

Giorno could tell that you seemed distracted. “What’s on your mind? You look caught up in your thoughts.” He then reached into a bag he brought that was rested on the table. “Your aunt told me you liked chocolate, luckily I happen to have some chocolate cake from my bakery. Do you want some?”

Your eyes immediately darted towards the cake. “Sure..” you mumbled. When you took a bite, your eyes lit up. “This..is so good!!” You took a couple more bites as Giorno giggled at your display, watching you enjoy his creation.

After eating, you smiled and thanked him for the delicious dessert. He nodded, and then pointed towards your cheek. “You have a little chocolate on your face..”

You quickly covered it in embarrassment, apologizing profusely to Giorno. He hummed “it’s okay..” Before you could grab a napkin, Giorno used his handkerchief nestled neatly in the pocket of his apron to wipe the chocolate around your mouth.

You couldn’t help but stare in astonishment at his seemingly bold action. He was extremely delicate as well, making sure to thoroughly remove the chocolate frosting from your face with his usual gentle smile.

After he was done, you were left a blushing mess. “T-thank..you..” you struggled even more to formulate your words as Giorno innocently nodded. “You’re welcome. I’ll be going soon so I can open up my shop and do some preparations. Talk to you sometime soon?”

You took a deep breath to compose yourself. “Of course! Just let me know whenever you stop by” Giorno shook your hand so casually, as if nothing ever happened. But before he walked out, he turned to you. “Just to let you know, you can stop by my store whenever you want as well” he then walked out the door.

“God, why am I like this..” you mumbled, covering your face with your hands and sighing. You didn’t know how to feel about that encounter, honestly. But a small part of you wanted to feel Giorno’s warm touch once more.

“Oh, he left already? I must’ve taken too long” Your aunt said, frowning a little. She walked over to the table to collect the empty teacup and deliver it to the sink.

“Yep, he’s opening his shop” you told her.

You noticed that your aunt was holding something in her hand, unaware of what it was. “Hey, what’s that?” you pointed to the rolled-up item. “Oh” she mumbled “this is just a newspaper. Did you know that Mr. Giovanna was in there?”

Your eyes shot open in surprise. “Oh really? Let me see..” she handed over the paper and you quickly flipped the pages, only to see the boy himself on the third page.

You saw a picture of Giorno that was titled “The Golden Boy of Baking- finally in Naples!”

Your eyes then scanned over the brief description of him and his shop. “Giorno Giovanna, at only 17 years old, has recently opened up a new branch of his family-owned restaurant called Panificio Sogno D'oro, right here in Naples, Italy! Come get various traditional Italian desserts, Tiramisu, Biscotti or even a signature dessert of the Giovanna family, Golden Apple Pie!”

You glossed over majority of the article, as it was essentially just an ad promoting the new bakery. That is until your eyes crossed the last part of Giorno’s section, which ended with a quote from him.

“I, Giorno Giovanna, have a dream…to become a world-reknowned chef!”

“The “Golden Boy of Baking” eh?” You said to yourself, giggling a little at the phrase.

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Time flew by so quickly that you’d hardly had time to pay attention. Giorno visited your bakery more often, usually around closing as his store closed earlier. Both of you would spend time talking to eachother about your shops, your passions and where the both of you see yourselves in the future.

It was a slow burn at first due to Giorno’s naturally introverted personality and your slightly awkward one, but a friendship started forming between the two of you. Although something else started happening during this phase as well.

“Dammit!” Your aunt cursed, scanning through charts and numbers on her computer. You felt quite worried as your aunt wasn’t usually an angry person.

You curiously peaked inside her office, wondering what the commotion was about.

“What’s wrong?” A concerned tone lingered in your voice. She sighed and stood up to face you.“I might as well tell you now since you’re gonna find out eventually..” she took a deep breath and shot a stressed glance at her computer once more

“We’re starting to lose profits”

Your teeth gritted and an initial wave of shock shot through your body. “But how? Didn’t we sell out last week? Are you sure it’s not a mistake?” You could tell that your aunt was trying to keep her composure as well, but knew deep down that she was just as alarmed as you were.

“Listen, kiddo. Every business has its ups and downs. I’ve been trying to wait it out but it seems like it isn’t getting better any time soon. It’s been a month..”

She looked you with a slight sorrow in her eyes while her lands lay on your shoulders. “Now I’m not saying this is certain, but we have to be prepared to work through any scenario given to us. If profits sink even more then..”

You pulled yourself away from her and immediately left, ignoring her calls for you to come back to the shop.

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