《La Squadra X Reader》Bow Tie
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Y/n got dressed in black pants, a white button down shirt, and a black vest. She clipped on her small white hat as she debated over what shade of red tie to wear. She settled on a crimson blood red. She tried to tie it but forgot the right way. She undid it.
"Damnit" she whispered to herself.
She left her room to go and find help. Formaggio was leaving his room at the same time.
"Hey Hey, Formaggio"
He looked over at the smiling girl.
"Yeah Y/n?"
"I forgot how to tie a bow tie, can you help me"
He smirked at her.
"Sure"
He stood in front of me and his fingers traveled to the area around my neck. He fixed the open button at the top as his fingers worked quickly on the bow tie.
His fingers gently brushing against my skin as he worked. He finished and pulled his hands away.
"Ta da" he announced.
I looked down and smiled.
"Thanks Formaggio"
I smiled at him before I walked down to the living room to get her orders for the day.
Formaggio stared after her. She seemed to look a lot nicer today.
I wonder why? Formaggio thought.
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Y/n groaned. She forgot how to do the tie again.
Damnit, I hope I can find someone again.
She walked out into the hallway to see that today Illuso was hanging out on the couches.
"Illuso"
"What?"
"I need help with my tie"
Illuso stood up and he went to her with a slight grin.
"Hold still"
He took the tie from her hands. He playfully wrapped it around her chest.
"Really Illuso"
"To the mirror realm" He jokingly announced.
Illuso pulled her through a mirror with himself. He undid the tie around her chest and put it around her neck. As he focused on the tie he felt his eyes wander down slightly. Until he realized that he was looking down her shirt. He looked back up. Y/n didn't notice.
His eyes stared into Y/n's multicolored ones.
"Is something wrong?" She asked.
"N-no"
He quickly buttoned up her shirt and finished the tie before pulling her back to the real world.
"Thanks Illuso"
They smiled at each other before Y/n ran to get to the kitchen before Risotto ate all the food.
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Prosciutto entered the hallway to see Y/n staring there. Illuso had told him about her bow tie incident. She seemed to be struggling again.
"You could've just asked for help"
She looked up at the blonde haired man. She gave him a sheepish smile.
"Sorry, I didn't want to disturb you"
Prosciutto rolled his eyes and stepped towards her. He worked quickly and fixed up her shirt and tie.
"Thanks Prosciutto"
"Better me than a creep here"
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Y/n ran into the hallway looking for help again.
I gotta find a YouTube video for this
Pesci was waiting for his brother in the hallway. He noticed Y/n. Y/n smiled as she saw him. He was one of the more tender members of La Squadra and was more shy and meek. Y/n went up to him and asked for help.
"S-sure"
With slightly shaking hands Pesci tried to fix her shirt and tie. He had never been asked to touch a woman like this before. Even if it was just to help her with a tie. He tried his best not to let his fingers touch her in a way that would make her feel uncomfortable. He looked up into her purple and blue eyes. She gave him a reassuring smile as his face flushed pink. He messily tied the bow tie.
"I'm sorry it's not perfect" he said
Pesci thought back to the one that his brother made. He made it look perfect, better than Pesci ever would.
"Pesci don't say that, I think it looks really good"
Y/n leaned forward and hugged Pesci.
"Thank you for helping me, you've always been so kind with me"
Pesci felt his face go pink as Y/n hugged him. He had never been this close to a woman before. As Y/n left the hug she gave him one last smile before strapping a knife to her forearm and leaving to go get her marks for the day.
When Pesci ate dinner that night with the others, Y/n was still wearing the messily tied bow tie.
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"Damnit! This doesn't make any damn sense!"
Melone stopped by Y/n's door. He chuckled to himself as he heard her cursing out a bow tie.
She sounds like Ghiaccio he thought to himself. He picture her. She had such a nice body. Perfect for his Stand.
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He knocked on the door.
"Come in"
Y/n was sitting on her bed and a tangled bow tie in her hands.
"Do you need help?"
"Yeah, I guess"
Melone grinned at her and sat next to her on the bed.
"I don't bite"
"Unless you want me too" he added.
Y/n shuddered and playfully hit him.
"I just need help with my tie and the top button of my shirt"
Melone's hands traveled to the top open button. To Y/n's suprise his fingers began to travel to the second one. He unbuttoned it quickly before his fingers moved to the third. His eyes brightened when he saw her chest.
So beautiful. Perfect for a little bit of me he thought.
"Umm, Melone? I need to button up the shirt"
"Oh ok"
He began to close up her shirt and tied the bow tie a little to tight to see her struggle.
"Melone, can you loosen it"
Melone smirked at her.
"Beg"
"Don't do this"
"Ugh fine"
He loosened the bow tie and they left together. His eyes watched her slim body move as she walked. He licked his lips hungrily.
So beautiful
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Y/n walked into the kitchen and fell into a stool. She looked around. Only the angry ice boy was there today.
"Ghiaccio"
"What?"
"I need help"
Ghiaccio sighed and put down his sandwich.
"You've already distracted me from my sandwich so fine"
He noticed the bow tie in her hands as he stormed toward her. Y/n expected for him to do it quickly and maybe even hurt her a bit in the process. He tended to be angry and didn't like it when others asked him for help. To her surprise his fingers moved gently across her collarbone. He pushed her hair out of the way before his icy cold fingers slipped the tie around her neck. He tied it gently before pulling it to bring her closer.
"Don't expect me to do this so much" he whispered in her ear.
"Ok"
Ghiaccio didn't release quite yet. He looked into her multicolor eyes. Y/n's face turned a light shade of pink.
A loud slurping noise brought them back. Prosciutto was leaning against the wall with a glass of beer.
"Keep going, this is entertaining"
Ghiaccio looked at her finished tie.
"Good enough" he smirked.
He released her and went back to his sandwich. Something about her made him feel less angry.
But what?
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Risotto went to go find Y/n. He heard she had been having trouble with a tie and decided to go teach her how to tie one. He opened the door to her room. She was wearing her normal white button down shirt, but she was wearing a small black skirt instead of pants.
"Oh hi Risotto"
Risotto gestured at the skirt.
"What the fuck is that?"
"Oh, Melone got it for me. He said that I would look nice in it"
Risotto sighed.
"That pervert"
He told her change into pants. She told him to leave.
"How will I know if you changed?" He implied.
"So you want to watch me change?"
"No! I didn't mean it that way!"
"Just face the wall Risotto"
He faced the wall as Y/n slipped off the skirt and replaced it with black pants.
"I'm dressed"
Risotto turned back and sat next to her. He began to teach her how to tie the bow tie. She tried to follow along with his instructions.
"You can practice on me" he said.
Y/n leaned forward and tried to tie the bow on him. It took a few tries but she managed to do it. Risotto couldn't help but left out a few internal sighs as her fingers traced over his upper chest as she tried to fix the bow.
A few hours passed and Prosciutto needed to show Risotto a new file. Formaggio was with him. They went looking for him until they heard Risotto's voice coming from Y/n's room.
"Risotto! Stop!"
"Oh my god, you're so tight. You know that"
The pair stopped outside the room. Was Y/n and Risotto?
"Are they?" Formaggio started.
"Fucking?!"
Prosciutto burst the door open expecting so Risotto plowing through Y/n. She was sitting on the bed. Risotto was behind her and rubbing her shoulder. He looked up at them.
"Oh, what's the matter"
He took his hands off Y/n. He smiled and the shocked pair gave him the file. He patted Y/n on the head before leaving and pushing the other two out.
"Tell anyone and I kill you"
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