Giorno X Reader: Stealing

    Speaking of Giorno, on a simple walk you and the gang took to gather information, he had managed to snatch six wallets and a bit of food along the way, you catching every little swipe with your quick eyes. Waiting until the poor victims were out of sight, then turned on Giorno to give him a good scolding.

    “Giorno what the fuck?!” You scolded in a slightly raised voice, furrowing your brows as you made eye contact with the blonde. “We’re already loaded dude! We don’t need more cash!”

    Giorno shrugged his shoulders at your scolding and flashed you a little grin, you scoffing at his defiant nature. The other guys just rolled their eyes, quite accustomed to the typical behavior.

    “He’s a beast when it comes to stealing crap. A beast you can never tame.” Bruno commented, his words flying over his shoulder.

    “Yeah, a dumb one too.” Abbacchio snorted on the side.

    “Ha, tell me about it.” You agreed, rolling your own eyes this time.

    As you spoke, the glimmer of a diamond bracelet caught your vision as it whipped from the wrist of a woman straight into Giorno’s pocket. His timing only told you that he did it to piss you off, and that smug little grin got you as you snapped.

    “You can’t just steal whatever the hell you want!” You piped up, jabbing him in the shoulder with your fist.

    He turned to face you at that point, a single eyebrow raised in defiance. “Wanna bet?” He challenged coolly.

    “Yeah I fuckin’ do. Bet as in I’m gonna kick your ass you blonde little shi-!”

    Before you could finish your threat though, Giorno leaned in your direction until his lips touched yours, cutting off your speech and sending a scarlet blush to your cheeks in a nanosecond.

    “Stole a kiss this time.” He said the moment he pulled back, a victorious grin plastered on his face. “I’ve wanted to steal that one for a while now.”

    Without another word, Giorno dashed off into an alley, leaving you behind while the others whistled and slickered at the incident. That only worsened your blush as you turned in the direction he fled.

    “G-GIO!” You called, chasing after him into the alley with an embarrassed but defiant expression.

    Surrounded by tight walls, you sped through the alley until he came into sight, the task of spotting him not being difficult in the slightest. Just as he was about to turn, you caught up and cornered him against the brick wall, his back pressed flat up against it with your arms reached out to trap him there. Both of you breathing a little heavy, he looked your rather intimidating body language over before daring to speak.

    “And what are you doing now?” He questioned.

    “Taking back what you fucking stole.” You replied sharply, immediately leaning in and planting your lips onto his as he did to yours.

    For a solid twenty seconds or so, you had a fair make out session with Giorno against the wall, embarrassment lingering but confidence fulfilling its role on top. You felt his lips tug into a sly grin as you kissed chuckling a little as he kissed back against your feverish lips. When the action ceased, and you pulled back to look at the youngster that had flustered you so, he only offered you one of the calmest but most victorious expressions possible.

    “I knew you’d come around soon, bella~” He hummed.

    “Shut up.” You grumbled lowly, silencing him with yet another kiss, this mobster relationship surely growing into something more.