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#risotto's may seem kinda odd too but i wrote his with NO ideas and so
eebbapanda1 · 3 years
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Meeting La Squadra pt.2 (Pesci and Proscuitto)
Hello again. I finally wrote part two. These are way harder than I thought they would be. I hope you all enjoy. Gentle reminder that this is a collge!neigbhor! reader AU and that the meetings are all platonic. Later on, if I keep writting they might become romantic. I will try to have Melone and Ghiaccio next. Have a great day everyone.
Pesci
Pesci never really minds being the only one left behind at the base. He gets it really, the poor man has always been insecure, and he really does not love the murdering side of his job.
Plus, being alone means no one is insulting him or startling him by appearing out of nowhere (the biggest offenders to that last one are Risotto and Illuso if you were wondering).
Hearing a knock out the door, however, did scare him for a second. He was not exactly sure if he should open. On the one hand, no one in the team gets visitors. On the other hand, usually when people do come it's some higher up with a job for them. On the other hand if it was true they had a new job, being the only one behind would probably mean that he was going to have to do it.
Alone.
The man was having a small freak-out session until he heard whoever was behind the door call out “Hello? Risotto, are you home right now?”
Now that was odd.
No one he had ever met from Passione would speak like that. Most of them would say some nasty stuff actually. But they were looking for the Capo, which was even weirder. Because out of everyone in La Squadra he was the one who interacted with outsiders the least.
Even so, he decided to open the door and was met with the sight of you, a bashful expression on your face, holding a small bag. “Hi, is this where Risotto lives?” you asked, head to the side like a lost puppy.
“Yeah, but he's not home right now.” Pesci felt kinda bad when he saw your face fall.
“Oh, that's ok. If you´re his roommate can you give him this?” you handed him the bag which smelled delicious “You see, I promised I was gonna pay him back since he helped me out. That was a week ago, but between classes, and studying, and stuff it all got kind of complicated. Also, you can take some if you want. I made you too many of anything because I forgot to ask what he liked”
You both chatter for a while after that. Pesci though you seemed like a genuinely nice person if a bit soft-spoken through it all.
Your double-take when he mentioned having six roommates, Risotto included, did make him want to laugh. Since according to you “that” pointed look at the bag “is not enough for seven people”.
Pesci did not have the heart to tell you that on some days it was nine.
“Ok well then” he heard you say “Give me an hour and I´ll be back, ok?” He nodded as an answer to your question
“Perfect, I´ll be back!” with that, you hurried over to your house.
´I wonder if we could be friends.´ Pesci thought before closing the door.
Prosciutto
Prosciutto had noticed small changes in Pesci during the last few days. He seemed somewhat more confident or maybe just less clingy. It did make him proud, his protege seemed to finally be growing up.
Both men were on their way back home from a mission when Pesci spoke up “H-hey aniki… do you think we can um… maybe hurry up a little. I may have… plans pretty soon.” The young man seemed nervous, eyes looking everywhere except towards Prosciutto.
The man in question was actually quite shocked, having other plans were usually Illuso´s idea, or Fromagio's, not Peci´s.
“Hey, Pesci! No way I found you here too!” a soft voice called from their left. A short, young person soon came into view, they were carrying a backpack.
“Oh hey! I wasn't expecting you here” said the green-haired man. Soon the two of them were chatting away, barely paying attention to the blonde man.
Wait. Are these Peci´s plans? They are kind of cute.
“Um… are you one of Peci´s other roommates?” they asked “Because if you are, you can totally come with us.”
They were both so hopeful about it, he might have felt bad if he said no.
“Ok then” the shorter one of the three muttered. (just so everyone knows, the shorter one is probably always reader)
So now here was Prosciutto on his way with a pair of overly excited twenty-something-year-olds, on his way to God-knows-where.
Aaaaand now they are at a café…. what?
“We're here” Pesci announced.
“So that's why I got lost! It was two lefts and then a right.” the shorter one sheepishly stated.
“Yeah, this place has really good coffee for pretty cheap too.” he finally spoke up, having felt left out the whole way over.
“That sounds like heaven!”
The three of them decided to order and stayed for a while. Prosciutto soon learned that the person met up with was actually the mysterious new neighbor who had sent them enough baked goods to feed an entire army. He really needed the recipe for whatever the muffins were made out of.
“Those are chocolate and carrot cake. A professor of mine made them once and I have been trying to replicate them ever since. I´m glad you liked them.” the neighbor said.
The three of them spent a nice time at the little café.
Prosciutto was glad to have met them, he was honestly excited for that recipe.
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