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Rolling over in the comfort and safety of your own bed a soft content sigh left your lips, the hallway and room were vacant of any noise till the faint pitter patter of shoes along the floor neared. It wouldn't have bothered you much if whoever it was didn't begin immediately pounding on your rooms door.

Groaning softly at the sound and moving the blankets to cover the top of your head you grumbles a 'come in' not daring to move from your pocket of warmth. The sound of your door opening right away met your ears and without so much of a warning a heavy weight had body slammed you, another groan vibrated from your being as you begrudgingly moved the covers blinking up at whoever was laying on top of you.

"Morning." Humming that out happily the dark haired teen gave a smile, purple hues trailing themselves over your tired expression.

"Morning. . ." letting out a deep breath you blinked up at the teen, "You're heavy." Absentmindedly adding that and raising a hand to rub at your still blurry eyes, the boy before you gave a huff in response merely pressing his face into the blankets where your stomach was, the sensation of which felt ticklish.

"Hey, Dude! Get off." Extending the 'f's and squirming under the covers as the teen merely mumbles some incoherent words, the heat from his breath right away traveled through the covers sending a shudder up your spine.

"Narancia, get off before I kick you off."

Popping back up almost instantaneously he sat back indirectly straddling you, "Oh right! I almost forgot," He snapped his fingers in the air before continuing, "Mista and Giorno are going to be away for a bit." Blinking up at the information a 'why' wanted to leave your lips before he quickly cut you off. "Don't ask me why I have no clue."

Tsking at his response you dropped your head back onto the pillow staring up at the marble ceiling, sure you were curious as to where the two had gone but everything they did wasn't your business. Moving your eyes back to meet with Narancia's you could tell he'd spaced out at some point staring up at the ceiling as well, a faint almost unnoticeable pink hue trailed across his face.

"Say you wanna help me make breakfast?" letting out another sigh while asking that you could see Narancia's gaze snap down to meet yours, purple hues glittering brightly like a galaxy while a large smile overtook his features. An abundance of nods were given in response and a hum left your lips, "Okay then go wait for me in the kitchen, and don't touch anything." Making sure to emphasize the last bit he gave another nod crawling off the bed and bounding back into the hall.

Quickly throwing on a set of leggings and a striped knit sweater, you fixed the birds nest of hair atop your head leaving the room once it was deemed presentable. Moving down the hall till eventually coming upon the kitchen you were pleased to see it in one piece and the raven haired teen tapping his fingers along the countertop.

"Alright my co-chief! We're going to take out all the berries and fruits from the fridge and the yogurt." Clapping your hands together and right away capturing his attention he shifted in place to pull open the fridge happy to have been able to help.

Opening a cupboard and pulling out some granola you figured making something that didn't have to do with heat would be favorable. The thought led you to recall a brief conversation between yourself and a certain strawberry blond man, reminiscing in the memory of him explaining to you why the dark haired boy was banned from the kitchen, and how if it wasn't stopped in time that the whole house could've burnt down.

You kinda missed him.

"All the stuff you asked for is out, now what?" Calling out to you and waiting for what you were going to say next he watched you snap out of whatever train of thought you'd been stuck in pulling out some glass cups before pausing to dig through a drawer holding onto the metal of a knife while waiting for him to grasp the handle.

"Cut up the fruits into small pieces, maybe dice sized. Also be careful not to cut yourself." Answering his question and giving him directions you watched him dice up a few strawberries just to make sure he wasn't going to hurt himself.

Laying the glasses out before you and dropping a few of the berries into each one, you added a layer of yogurt then granola, repeating the process a few times as Narancia progressed through each fruit. you eventually ended up with five filled cups, the layers of each one clearly showing.

"We're good on fruit now, good job." Flashing the teen a smile and snagging a few spoons from a drawer you stuck one in one of the cups sliding it across the counter towards Narancia.

Looking at the cup and admiring how visually appealing it was he pulled the spoon out taking a few of the layers with it and plopping it into his mouth. A hum in satisfaction right away left him, "I don't think I've had one of these in a long time."

"That's good then neither have I." Taking one of the cups yourself and indulging in the layered treat your eyes moved towards the kitchens open doorway giving a nod in acknowledgement towards the ebony haired man who'd walked in.

"Morning."

"Morning Bucciarati." Speaking with the spoon partially hanging out of his mouth Narancia gave the man a wave followed by you pushing one of the cups over the counter closer towards him.

"Parfait?" Asking that and tapping the glass to bring his attention towards it the lean man gave a soft smile taking the cup and offered spoon from your hands. "There's raspberries, strawberries, blueberries and blackberries in there." Giving a quick rundown of what was in the cup you motioned towards one of the others, "Though if you want one with mango, raspberries and peaches you can trade off."

Humming at what you'd said he nodded, "I'll stick with the one you gave me."

Nodding yourself and stuffing another spoonful of the parfait in your mouth you paused before taking another bite. "Say do you know if the others are awake yet?" Asking that your gaze flickered from Narancia to Bruno seeing them both pause in thought.

"Well Trish might be awake, but it's still early so I'd wait a but." Taking a spoonful of the parfait and quickly finishing it Bruno spoke once more. "Whereas Abbacchio is currently not in the manor. I recall he mentioned dropping by his place and picking up a few things yesterday." Tapping his lower lip with the spoon in though his bob bounced in place. "I'm not too sure when he'll be back, so I apologize for the lack of information."

Shaking your head at his apologetic statement you finished up your parfait quickly, "Oh no don't apologize what you said was more than enough." Humming that out and moving around the kitchen once more, both dark haired males eyed you curiously watching you pull out a clear plastic travel cup. Using some of the left out berries you quickly fashioned a to-go parfait.

"Is there any chance I could ask for directions to Abbacchio's place? Because I know for a fact that if nobody's there the man won't eat." Biting on the inside of your cheek while asking that your gaze lingered over Bruno having aimed the question more to him than Narancia.

Pondering whether or not the white haired man would appreciate him openly giving out his address, Bruno couldn't really argue with your reasoning.

It was very true that without anyone being their to push the silver haired man to eat that he simply just wouldn't

"Alright, but if he gets aggravated you don't tell him that I told you. Deal?"

"Deal."

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Y/N and Narancia:

Ngl I have been procrastinating my other JoJo fic for a bit in favor of playing minecraft hahah whoops

I'll go back to writing it soon