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Merely letting out a deep sigh upon hearing the man speak you shook your head, "I wasn't going to in the first place. I just wanted to tease you." Still holding his head softly between your hands, you found yourself subconsciously rubbing the pads of your thumbs against his cheeks in small circular shapes.

Your gaze drifted around the room seeing glass and water littering the area before coming to rest on an out of place pile of gray dust. "When he killed it we thought you were gone too." Speaking up from your shoulder Number Five began crying once more, it's small arms grabbed at strands of your hair and hugging them for comfort. "But then you showed up and we were glad you didn't die."

Softly smiling at the stand you pulled a hand away from Mista's face lightly patting Number Fives head, "I'm glad you were worried, but I'm all good see." Insisting that you let out a sigh, of course when the butterfly got destroyed it hurt like hell, but it was only a substand.

"The blood smeared on your face says otherwise." Pointing that out and tilting his head up to stare at you he let out a hum, "It's fine to say you got hurt, it was a part of your stand after all." Staying in place for a while longer he eventually moved to sit up, face no longer looking wrinkled and in fact it seemed like the man with the aging stand was currently down for the time being.

"That's whatever, but on the bright side you've stopped aging." Pointing that out and reaching up towards the gunslingers face he stopped you, having reached out himself to cup your own face rubbing a thumb along it.

"It's not just whatever dummy, just because you're the team's medic doesn't mean you don't take care of yourself." Shaking his head while saying that Number Five, still hugging your hair, nodded giving a noise in agreement.

"And I do take care of myself," Insisting that you raised a hand up resting them gently on his own, your eyes lingered over his expression before catching sight of wrinkles forming. Acting instinctively your hands moved to grip his wrists, a gold stream similar to that of thread wrapped around his arms followed by a cool sensation as opposed to it's usual warmth.

"The aging stand is back- Don't let go or you'll age faster. I can cool us both down like this."

"Let you go? You're the one holding onto me." Correcting what you said, Mista's gaze trailed around the cart before falling back on you, a slight smile had crept onto his lips.

It had felt like years since the two of you had met and he couldn't have been more grateful to have you on the team.

Wanting to fire back you merely just clicked your tongue, "Because you're going-" The trains screeching brakes cut you off and everything slid or jolted forward in response to the momentum.

Which in this case also included people.

Having been cut off by more than just the train stopping, your face instantly flushed pink. Pulling back quickly and raising a hand to rest along the bottom half of your face you stared at the dark eyed gunslinger. A million thoughts ran through your head all nothing more than background static.

"Did you- did we jus-" Struggling to find the proper words for what had just happened you made a few hand gestures trying to figure out exactly what had happened, yet asking the man before you seemed pointless since he seemed to be in the same state of shock that you were.

"I- We- I'm going to just uh," Pointing to yourself then towards the door you added on a nod slipping out of the cart hastily, your face burned with the fury of a thousand suns from what just occurred.

Walking down the hallway stiffly a cheer caught your attention, scaring you half to death from having forgotten the small stand still seated among your shoulder. "You guys kissed!" Cheering that out number Five bounced in place shaking from the excitement. "The others will be so happy!"

Shaking your head at the stand, you patted his head lightly, "The others- will not find out about this," Hearing that Number Five gave you a look of confusion urging you to continue. "It was an accident. The train's brakes were activated and...we just collided." Explaining that to the stand you emphasized each word as though you were trying to convince yourself of that possibility.

"But-" "No buts, he doesn't like me in that way. It's all jokes and teasing, that's all." Tapping your fingers against the train's wall as you walked past your lips formed a line.

"But (Y/N)." Whining that out Number Five hugged your hair once more, this time tugging it. "He really does like you."

Sighing at the comment you let it fall upon deaf ears. "Let's just go find the others. Okay? If Mista wants to bring it up later than I'll acknowledge it but otherwise, it was just a plain and simple accident." Looking towards the stand to make sure the two of you were on the same page a subtle nod was given in confirmation.

"Alright." Although the response lost all it's enthusiasm, Number Five understood what you were saying. Being a part of Mista's stand that would make him and the other bullets a part of the man's soul as well showing his truest intentions. Which meant they cared for you to the same extent that he did, something you didn't take note of.

You were perceptive, but anyone could see that it was never aimed towards yourself.

Back in the dining car Mista stayed seated among the floor, his mind processed what had just transpired mere minutes ago before reaching a hand up and letting his fingers trail across his lips. Never had he imagined something like that happening then and there, but damn. Now knowing what it felt like, he'd do it again in a heartbeat.

He already knew he liked you, that was a solid fact. But now, having felt the way your lips felt on his own solidified any doubt. It was a short unintentional action caused by the trains movement, but it was enough to send him spiraling.

They felt like petals, soft and delicate yet warm much like how you were regardless. It was a very fleeting moment but he found himself wondering what a purposeful one would feel like. If this one was just the tip of the iceberg, what else was there to discover.

Taking in a breath and letting his hand fall back to the ground he shook his head, "Damn she really had to leave that quick huh." Pushing himself up and using a nearby booth to steady himself a hum left his lips. He was a bit disappointed that you'd just darted off right away, but by the red sheen decorating your face and the way you stuttered he could guess why.

Peaking your head through an open window and scanning the surrounding greenery you could spot Bruno and Trish up ahead, the two seemingly unscathed but you could faintly see a few knicks in Bruno's suit and some red patches.

Wanting to call out towards the two it seemed like they were in the middle of a serious conversation, Trish held her hand up before her staring at the Capo. Something large and steaming was stamped into the ground beside her and despite your previous thoughts of not interrupting the two you crawled out the window calling out.

"Trish! Bruno! Number Six! You all okay?" Waving a hand towards the pair, Number Five perked up waving as well. Running towards the two you could see the first enemy's body resting against the ground. Blood poured out from his wounds and from the looks of it you could only assume he got run over by the train. Whereas the other one was fully dismembered courtesy of Sticky Fingers by the looks of it.

Talk about out of commission.

Moving his attention away from Trish and towards you he gave a hum, "We're standing, so that's good. How was Mista?" Making a face at the mentioned name you clicked your tongue.

"He's good. He's good. Will probably be out here in a few." Saying that you bobbing your head along with each word your foot tapped against the ground.

The two bullets upon hearing your response shared a look. "But anyways, let's check up on everyone else."

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Y/N after what happened with Mista:

Anywho- is this chapter kinda cliche? Yes. Did I still upload it? Yes. Do I hope you all enjoyed it and will be tuning in again? Of course!

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