JJBA Reader Insert One-Shots

Bruno x Reader: "Wants and Needs"

There was something so calming about the time you spent with him. How his fingers would intertwine in yours as you descended down the pier, the sea breeze ruffling through your hair, tossing his bangs to the side so you could gaze deep into his sparkling sapphire eyes. He was so calm and collected, strong and silent, but his compassionate side would show whenever you spoke to him. You knew he had had a hard life: you had been with him through the divorce, through the incident with his father and his father's death five years later. You knew he had some unsavoury ties with the Italian mafia scene, that he wasn't as wholesome as he looked... And yet, he gave you his full attention whenever you complained about something trivial, when you confused in him troubles with family or friends. He would listen, nod his head, soothingly run his fingers through your hair, offer to buy you a gelato.

Slowly you began to realise, it was more than just admiration. More than trust and appreciation and that feeling of security. He was more than your closest friend and confidant. You loved him.

Well damn.

You certainly weren't going to tell him, right? No, you should probably tell him. It would be torture if you didn't. But you could never seem to find the right time. And, besides, he wouldn't be interested in someone like you. Even if you had told him everything, all your secrets and insecurities and worries about the future (except your true feelings for him of course), you still knew he was hiding things from you. Probably because he didn't feel the same. Maybe he only saw you as an old friend. And as painful as that was, it wouldn't change the fact that you cherished every moment you spent with him.

You licked your gelato cone as you two walked hand in hand down the canal. He had shown up out of the blue as usual, offering you his arm as that charming smile of his melted your heart. Thankfully your outfit that day was decent as you graciously accepted the offer.

He seemed somewhat different that day. The smile remained on his face as he sat down with you on the bench, gazing off into horizon, wrapping his arm around your shoulder. You were hesitant at first, not wanting to act too casual with him, not wanting to imply that you didn't want him to touch you, not wanting him to think you were being clingy... Dammit, how were you supposed to act?

"(Y/n)," you flinched slightly at his words, having become so lost in your own frantic thoughts that you had completely forgotten the reason you were so anxious. "The reason I've brought you here... There's just something I've been meaning to tell you for quite a while," You hid the sudden flash of nervousness that began to heat your cheeks. "Something" could mean anything, good or bad or both or neither. But you let him continue before you let your beating heart unnerve you too much. "Things have been going very well lately. I've secured a stable position in the business," (the business, or course being a euphemism for illicit gang activities. You knew you were allowed to know much more than this for your own protection, and you never pressed him on the subject.) "And I think I'm finally safe enough to say it."

You didn't know quite how to react as he gently tilted your face to look into his eyes. His fingers were soft and slender, his hands somewhat cold to the touch, but still soothing as he caressed your cheek.

However, you were trying your hardest not to freak out, not to give away any of the fantasies swirling through your head. But he was so close, just inches away from you, though his heart was likely nowhere near. And yet, if that were really the case, what the hell was he doing right now?!

You couldn't help but shiver as his deep blue eyes gazed into yours and he tucked a fluttering wisp of hair behind your ear. That slight smile still spread across his face as he looked down at you. The silence seemed to last an eternity as you waited for his words.