The last week of snow was- how could you put it? Hectic? Chaotic? Restless.

But that was putting it in simple terms. Everyone was pulling you left and right trying to get your help, or they just wanted to hang out with you. It was exhausting; that was putting it nicely. You really needed a break from everyone and maybe some time to yourself, so you could have some 'me time.'

You were busy laying in bed and staring at your ceiling, contemplating on what you should do. You were tempted to call Doppio and ask him if you could take a break from your team for a day since he was the one who assigned you to Bucciarati's bodyguard team in the first place.

It was very tempting.

You heard a knock at your door, which caused you to hum slightly before slowly prying your eyes from the ceiling to the door. "Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?" You groaned slightly as the door opened with a giddy Narancia.

"(Y/n)~ can you help me with this problem? I don't want to get another one wrong because Fugo has already bent a fork in half with his hand." He looked at the floor with a notebook in his hand and traced a circle with his foot. He looked like a small child that was scared of asking their mother for permission for something, so they ran to their father instead.

You know what? That tempting feeling was a lot stronger now. It wouldn't hurt to call Doppio and get away from everyone for the day.

"Go ask Abbacchio. He's smarter than me." You crossed with fingers and hopped that would buy you enough time to sneak a phone call in and leave.

His face lit up with realization and beamed at you with joy. "You're right! Why didn't I ever think of that?! You're a genius (Y/n)! Thanks-" He cut himself off by slamming your door and running down the hall to go bother the goth that was most likely upstairs listening to music.

You flipped your phone out and scrolled through your contacts before finding Doppio's name. You quickly called him and picked at your nails as the phone rang; your phone wedged between your head and shoulder as you flicked some nail polish off. On about the third ring you heard the phone click with Doppio's cheerful voice on the other side.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Doppio. I was wondering if I could take a break today and get away from my team? It's been an exhausting couple of days and I need a break from everyone." You finished the last part quickly and sucked in a breath as you waited for his reply.

You could hear him hum on the other side before speaking, "You said you need a break from your team?" You gave him an approving hum as you heard him shuffle in the background, moving what seems to be paper.

"Well, this works out perfectly. I have nothing to do and-" You heard someone slam a door open on the other side of the phone along with some yelling.

"Tell Cioccolata to keep that damn mutt, he calls Secco away from and my darl- oh, you're on the phone. Is this a bad time- or are you talking to that one girl you're always talking about~?" You heard Doppio shuffle on the other side before the audio became muffled, most likely from Doppio covering the phone's mic.

You could hear more inaudible conversation before a shout and someone speaking into the phone. "Hello~? Is this (Y/n) that's on the phone?" You snickered slightly at Doppio's panicked voice in the background as the mystery person chuckled on the other side.

"No, this is Patrick." You heard the guy on the other side snort before you heard the phone rattle a bit before you heard Doppio's frantic shouting. "I'll be there in fifty minutes! Wear casual-" The line went dead before he could even finish his sentence.

You pulled your phone away from your head and gave it a weird look before closing it. "Sounds like he's having fun."

You jumped out of bed and went into your shared closet before grabbing a hoodie and some jeans. You tossed them on your bed before going over to your vanity and looking into the mirror. You touched at the bags under your eyes and sighed.

You were dressed and ready to go, all you were waiting on was Doppio to pull up on the side of the road so you could make a break for it through the house. You slipped on some sneakers and fiddled with the laces a bit before tying them into a neat bow.

came out and looked at you up and down before quietly clapping in approval. He leaned forward and moved some of your hair out of your face and gave you a thumbs up. "Can you check to see if the coast is clear? I'm sure they won't miss me if I'm only gone for a few hours." He nodded his head and cautiously moved away from you before poking his head outside your door.

He motioned for you to follow him as the two of you crept out into the hallway, silently. You had a clear view of the living room as Mista and Narancia chatted on the couch with Fugo reading a book at the table, occasionally speaking to Mista and Narancia as he turned a page.

You quickly and silently moved with your stand as the two of you moved into the front door's hallway, where all of the shoes were piled up with a few jackets threatening to fall off their hangers.

The hardest part would be opening the front door without its hinges squeaking, luckily, you had the perfect idea. You quickly looked through the shoes for that bouncy ball you lost ages ago when the team was a pack of dogs. You accidentally threw it into the pile and lost it again, but you knew it was still over here. You could feel it in your gut.

You found it at the bottom of the pile of shoes and quickly let out a silent cheer before poking your head out into the living room. You aimed and recited a silent prayer before throwing the ball and watching it ricochet off the walls.

It ended up hitting Fugo on the side of the head as he let out a surprised shout. You quickly hid and heard Narancia and Mista start cackling before a scream erupted from the former. You opened the front door and quietly closed it before you broke down and started laughing hysterically.

"Holy shit- I didn't think that would work. Thank you, physics class. Never thought angles would save my ass one day..." You trailed off before turning around and marching down the sidewalk.

You hummed and stuck your hands into your pocket as you looked at the melted snow in the grass. You kicked at it slightly before you heard a car turn down the road. You glanced over your shoulder and noticed Doppio's car pull up next to you as he reached over and opened the passenger's seat.

You gladly climbed into the warm car and relaxed against the seat. "So what was that about on the phone?" He rubbed the back of his neck and laughed awkwardly.

"Well," He looked away before reaching down behind your seat to grab a bag. He lifted it and handed it to you. "I got you something. I didn't really know what you liked, so I got a small container." He avoided the topic and tapped the top of the mystery container inside the plastic bag.

You unraveled the bag and gasped at the sight of ice cream. "Oh, Doppio, you really know the way to a girl's heart." He blushed slightly and fumbled with his hands as you reached inside the bag and pulled out a plastic spoon.

"I knew girls liked gifts, but I-"

"It's food, Doppio. If you ever want to win a girl over, just give them food, and they'll love you until the day they die." He seemed a little confused at your response but took a mental note to bring you food more often.

"It's alright if you don't finish. I have a freezer at my team's base." You laughed at his misjudgment of your ability to devour a tub of icecream in twenty minutes.

"What? Did I say something wrong?" He pulled the car out of park and started driving as you popped the lid off the sugary cold treat.

"You underestimate my ability to eat this whole thing under twenty minutes. I could probably do it in ten if I really wanted to." You started shoveling the sweet treat into your mouth as Doppio glanced over at you with a dumbfounded look.

"At this rate, I might need to buy you another tub." He joked as you hummed in amusement with your mouth full. "Or just the whole store." You spoke between bites and snickered slightly.

"That's not a bad idea... I don't think the boss will mind." You choked as you gave him a look of disbelief as he actually considered it. You shook your head for a second before clearing your throat.

"That was a joke. Don't actually do that. I don't want to owe you anything in the future." The last thing you needed was owing a higher up money or possibly having a sugar daddy. Even though you low-key liked the idea of being spoiled.

"Oh... alright. I'll just send Carne out to buy you another tub later." You swore this man was going to be the death of you; whether it be from sugar, a heart attack, or from his generosity.

By the time you finished the tub of icecream, Doppio was pulling into a fancy driveway. You looked at the hedges that seemed to be trimmed recently as it aligned the cobblestone pathway.

It didn't compare to the size of the house before you as he pulled the car into park. The house must've been at least three stories high. You were wondering what the fuck these people got paid to live in a place like this. Oh right- blood money. On second thought, it made a lot more sense that Doppio and a few other people were living in a place like this.

"Here we are!" Doppio cheered as he opened your door. You didn't even notice him exiting the vehicle, which caught you off guard slightly as your door opened.

"Dude! You didn't tell me you basically lived in a mansion!" You felt slightly underdressed as you hugged your empty tub of icecream against your chest. He did say dress casual... but you literally threw on some comfort clothes since this was supposed to be your day off.

"I didn't? Well, I live in a mansion with five other people." You rolled your eyes at his response and snorted.

"Lead the way, pink man." He hummed and closed the car door before leading you to the entrance of the mansion.

As soon as he opened the door, you could hear people arguing along with some questionable insults. "I swear to fuck Cioccolata if you don't control that fucking thing you call Secco, I'll personally have swim around in the toilets for weeks!" Doppio grabbed your empty carton of ice cream and tossed it aside before registering the yelling coming deeper within the mansion.

He seemed slightly irritated and a bit surprised by the noise as he led you deeper into the house and to a set of big doors. With one simple push, the doors opened as Doppio glowered at the people in the room. You peaked over his shoulder and drank the sight of the room in.

It was a giant library with some couches that three people were occupying, with one person on the floor. The first two people you recognized was the weird doctor that you met once along with his weird dog- person? You didn't really know how to refer to Secco since he literally crawled on all fours like a dog.

You then glanced at the two males sitting on a loveseat together. The first male was holding, who you assumed to be his lover, in his lap. He had blonde hair and dark skin with piercing golden eyes. The second male seemed to be pissed off at Cioccolata as he continued to throw insults at the male. He had orange hair and blue eyes that seemed to be the color of the sea. He was lighter in skin tone, but he seemed to be more of the hot-headed one as his partner twirled a strand of hair between his fingers with a neutral expression.

The orange-haired male's shouts slowly died down as he stared at you and Doppio with a blank expression. Before realization crossed his face.

"YOU'RE THAT GIRL ON THE PHONE! YOU HAVE TO BE!" You awkwardly let out a laugh as you tried to cover it with a cough.

"No, that was Patrick." He hopped out of his lover's lap and quickly walked over to you and Doppio before shoving the pinkette out of the way and squishing your cheeks together before turning around to face everyone.

"Tiziano! This is the girl I was telling you about!" He stopped for a second and looked at you up and down before continuing. "Damn, Doppio has good taste." He gave you a cheeky wink before Doppio slapped his hands away. You returned the wink and laughed a bit as you tried to brush the awkwardness off.

Now it was Cioccolata's turn to shove Doppio away. He gave you a big grin and grabbed your hands before speaking. "My future test subject! How have you been feeling? I hope you've been feeling better, otherwise, I may have to perform emergency surgery on you to find the source of the problem!" You awkwardly smiled back before the orange-haired male slapped his hands off you.

"Hands off you-" Your stand came out and covered your ears as the muffled curses were thrown at the doctor. You glanced at Doppio as he laid on the floor in defeat. You gave him a small smile as he stared at the ceiling before finally glancing at you and returning the smile.

"-Moldy excuse for a surgeon with a sad excuse of a man that more of a dog than a man!" Your stand already uncovered your ears and disappeared like he was never there as you heard the last part of his long string of insults.

"So what's your name, dear?" You took a second to process his words before speaking. "Uhh- (Y/n)...?" You gave him a small smile before looking back at Doppio and helping him up.

"Welp, it was nice meeting y'all, I'm going to go hang out with Doppio!" You started pushing Doppio out of the room quickly to escape the uncomfortable situation you were placed in.

"Ah ah~! You haven't met my dear Tiziano!" Before you could exit you were pulled back into the room and dragged over to the blonde-haired man.

He made you stand in front of him as he looked at you for a second before speaking. "Tiziano." He held his hand out and you took it and gave his hand a firm shake. "(Y/n)."

"So this the girl... If Doppio isn't careful, we might snatch her up for ourselves~!" He teased the pinkette, causing him to puff his cheeks in annoyance. You weren't gonna lie and say that wasn't adorable.

"It'll be the greatest mistake of your lives." You laughed at your words as they chuckled in response. "I'm serious. I'm a fucking nightmare; you can ask my capo." You continued to laugh with them before it slowly died down. They had no idea you were serious.

"Welp. I'm off to go eat another tub of ice cream or something. Have fun!" You walked away and pulled Doppio along with you and out of the room.

"To be honest... not the weirdest roommates I've ever met." Doppio chuckled in response as the two of you walked away and around the mansion.

It was beautifully decorated with small marble statues, paintings, and the architecture had small designs carved into pillars and overhangs. The lighting was perfect and gave off a welcoming warm glow in the halls of the mansion as the two of you walked and talked. It was actually pretty relaxing.

"I really have to find you a nickname." You joked as Doppio hummed in amusement. "Nickname? Give me a nickname?"

You giggled at his curious expression and nodded your head. "Yeah, and I think I got the perfect nickname for you!" You gave him a big smile as he tried to picture what you would call him.

"Dopes! Because you're dope!" You could see the slightest blush on his face as he rubbed the back of his neck in a bashful manner.

"Dopes..." You could see him testing the name out on his tongue before he nodded his head in approval with a small smile. "I like it. It has a nice ring to it."

"Awwww~! That's adorable!" You snapped your neck in the direction of the voice to see Squalo holding a video camera with a defeated Secco on the ground behind a pillar. You were pretty sure he just beat up Secco for a video camera.

"Are you recording us?" He nodded his head as Secco made one final attempt to reach for the camera, only for Squalo to kick him away with a disgusted grimace.

"Make a copy of that for me!" You laughed as Doppio scowled at Squalo with an unamused expression.

"What do I get in return if I give you a copy of this tape?" You hummed for a second and decided on something no one could pass up.

"My friendship."

You spoke with a cheeky grin and jazz hands. It was the best thing you could offer from the top of your head. He hummed in consideration before he spoke, "Alright... deal." You fist-pumped the air and stopped when you heard him speak again. "but- I want to know what you're going to use it for, and you have to spend time with me, and my sweet Tiziano, while you're here."

"Bet. The reason why I want it is because I'm going to save it as a memory and look back on it and laugh. Plus, I don't think Doppio realizes what facial expressions he makes while talking to me or when I tease him. It's kinda cute." Doppio self-consciously touched his face and flushed slightly.

"Now where's your lover boy! I have a deal to fulfill for a tape!" You rubbed your hands together as Squalo gave Secco one last kick before motioning for you to follow him.

Doppio just stood there dumbfounded and confused as he continued to hold his hand against his face. "Cute?"

Squalo dramatically kicked the library doors open with a video camera in his hand as he spoke in a sing-song voice. "I've returned with entertainment~!" Tiziano was the only one in the room, lounging across the loveseat with his feet hanging over the edge as he flipped through a book.

"I hope you mean (Y/n) and not Cioccolata's video camera. Remember what happened last time we looked through that thing? You couldn't sleep for a week or look at Cioccolata and Secco." Squalo snorted at his lover's words while you gave the video camera a horrified look.

"Please tell me it was just some really weird porn you found." You looked at the two of them as Tiziano chuckled. Damn his voice was smooth.

"I guess it could classify as porn..."

You furrowed your brows and tried to picture what could've been on that camera before you decided it would be better if you didn't. But you were still slightly curious.

"So is (Y/n) our entertainment or is the video camera the entertainment? You still haven't answered my question, Squalo." Squalo finally responded. "(Y/n). I brought her in here so we could chat. It's better than being buried in a book." Tiziano narrowed his eyes at Squalo slightly, causing the latter to stiffen slightly.

"T-That was a joke, love."

"Better have been." He closed his book with one hand, causing a loud smack to echo through the room as Squalo sat the camera down on a nearby table.

"So (Y/n), where are you from? You don't seem to really have an accent." Tiziano questioned you as he adjusted in his seat, so he was sitting in it properly.

"America. Don't ask how I ended up in the mafia. It's a long story..." You chuckled at the memory of getting your shit rocked in an alleyway by a goth that you could've hurt mentally with your stupidity.

He patted his lap and beckoned his lover to sit in his lap as you walked over the couch and let yourself get comfortable. You leaned against the armrest and propped your head up on your arms, and waited patiently for Squalo to get comfortable.