Bed of Roses and Golden Experience - Giorno Giovanna x Reader Fan Fiction

Chapter 2: Giorno's Experience

GIORNO CALLED AGAIN.

"Hello. I am at your doorstep now." I sniffed myself if I smell good and looked at the window if I look good enough. I went downstairs and saw my mom still cooking budino al cioccolato in the kitchen.

I opened the door and saw Giorno and Mista to my surprise.
"Hello. Giorno. Mista." I smiled at the two.

"Hello. I came with Mista. He insisted to tag along." Giorno smiled and must've sniffed the budino that my mother was making. "That smells good." I can see his eyes light up.

"Come inside." I gestured for them to sit on the couch. Giorno's eyes were fixed on me and the gloves that I was always wearing. He definitely wanted to ask what was that all about but he decided not to.

"This is a nice house." Giorno stated.

"Thank you. Bruno helped in decorating our house when we first had it. He would always visit us and eat some of my mom's budino." I smiled at them as I sat on a chair next to them.

Mista was just observing everything which was quite odd. The last time I saw him is when he went with Bruno before. He was always throwing jokes here and there.

Suddenly Mista spoke out of the blue, "I missed Bucciarati."

"Me too." I frowned as I missed him. "He was like a big brother to me."

"Oh." Giorno asked. "How old are you?"

I saw Mista's brows furrowed. I know where this is going. I sighed and I wanted to follow Bruno's will. His decision for the Bucciarati family has always been correct.

"I just turned 18." I stated.

I thought the one that was about to speak was Mista, but it was Giorno.

"I recently turned 16." Giorno told me. He looked at Mista. I was surprised by Giorno's proposition. The only reason that he would tell me that is to assure me that he is in the right age. Never have I ever imagined that Giorno would tell me such words.

Mista argued, "Aren't the marrying age 18?" I am sure he is against it. Giorno seemed so young.

"The age of consent is 14." Giorno looked at the man and he spoke again, "I..."

My mom suddenly entered the living room and put a large bowl of budino on top of the table.

"Please have a serving of my budino." She spoke with a big smile on her face. Before Giorno spoke again, he gestured Mista to dine along with him. I placed the plates and forks on the table and took a pitcher of water out of the refrigerator and two glasses from the cupboard and put it on the table as well.

Giorno smiled at my mom and told us, "Please dine in with us."

My mom gestured me to come dine and I followed her order. I conveniently sat beside my mother.

Giorno began talking, "I talked with the capos of the region including Mista here. What have I proposed?"

Mista looked at me and then at Giorno, "You can choose to marry anyone in the mafia as long as they are not married or in any committed relationship." After saying those words, Giorno continued.

"Anyone in the mafia." He smiled at me.

My mom looked at me and asked Giorno, "How old are you Mr. Giovanna?"

"I just turned 16." He smiled at my mom and then at me, "I think I'm included in the list too." My hands are wet underneath my gloves. My forehead was teeming now with sweat.

My mom spoke out of the blue, "You'll make a fine husband for my daughter."

"Is that right Sophia?" My mom doesn't really know what are stands and what the mafia actually do. She had no idea.