JJBA Reader Insert One-Shots

Narancia x Reader: "Teasing"

"Where the f*** is my banana?"

You smiled mischievously as Narancia burst into the living room. He immediately stormed towards Abbacchio, who was lounging in his elegant armchair as usual. Narancia prepared to interrogate him, but the annoyed man merely sipped his wine calmly.

"Do I look like I stole your fruit?" The angry boy huffed and whipped his head around the room to find the next suspect; his eyes rested his eye on Mista. Before he could defend himself, Sex Pistols popped out from behind his shoulder.

"We didn't do it," they cried out. Narancia growled and stomped to Buccellati and Giorno, who were playing cards at the table. Before Giorno could even speak, however, the boss drawled out

"Narancia, there is only one person in this room who wants your banana." Your face flushed at the terrible innuendo. Mista and Sex Pistols snickered while Giorno and Abbacchio gave you a knowing glance.

It was common knowledge to almost all of Passione that you had a slight crush on the boy. They all teased you constantly about these feelings. You just couldn't resist his aggressive personality combined with how adorable he got when he was angry. But whenever Bruno would make fun of you for "lusting after" him, you'd turn around and make fun of Narancia instead of lashing out...

Thankfully, he did not notice the implications of the boss' joke, as he banged his fists on the table in frustration.

"WHERE'S MY F***ING BANANA?!"

Finally, he saw you lounging unconcernedly on the couch.

"(Y/n)," he snarled. "Did you eat my banana?"

"Oh no!" You feigned concern. "Where did you last see it?"

"It was just in the fridge! I put my name on it this time and everything," He pouted, seemingly consoled by your comforting demeanour.

"It's ok Nara," He always blushed when you used that nickname (you thought it was so cute). As you fiddled through your open purse, you continued. "We can go to the market today and I'll buy you all the bananas!" He giggled and bounced up and down with joy while you pulled something out of your bag.

"See, (y/n)'s the only one of you I don't hate– WAIT A MINUTE?!"

"What?" you asked innocently as as you began to peel the ripe banana you had just retrieved from your purse.

"That's mine!" He pounced on you as you held the prize just out of his grasp.

"Not anymore!" You giggled as he continued to squirm on top of you. Just as he grasped the banana, you began to tickle him ferociously. He started to laugh, but angrily, as he choked out:

"I-It's not f–funny, (y/n)!" He rolled off the couch and scrambled away with the banana. You rolled onto the floor after him still snickering.

"Why do you have to be like this?!" His whine spilt through the air, and the entire room grew silent. His voice sounded... hurt. you heard a door slam from the room over, and a lock click shut.

Giorno's whistle cut through the ensuing silence, as the entire room tensed up.

"Is he okay?" you asked, quietly. "Did I do something wrong?"

"He has been acting a bit strange lately," Abbacchio commented, shifting in his armchair.

"He's probably upset that you're teasing him," Bruno commented blithely.

"But," You paused, showing true concern, "I do that all the time."

"Just let it slide," Giorno was still focused on his game. You sighed and returned to the couch.