Fugo Pannacotta ── 𝚂𝙵𝚆 ౨ৎ ׂ Ղ

You and Fugo had been dating for a while, in addition to sharing the dangerous life within Passione. Although he usually maintained a serious and rather reserved demeanor around others, he allowed himself to let his guard down with you. That afternoon, Fugo had agreed to come to your house to spend some quiet time after a mission. Now you were both in the living room, though he was beginning to wonder if it had really been a good idea to accept the invitation. Sitting on the sofa, Fugo remained completely still while you played with his hair. First, you made two small pigtails on either side of his head, leaving a few blond strands framing his face.

Fugo remained silent for a few seconds, observing his reflection in the phone.

"I can't believe you're doing this." Her tone was annoyed, but she made no attempt to stop you. She simply sighed and looked away, letting you continue.

After undoing the pigtails, you began another hairstyle, carefully arranging the strands and giving it a completely different look. Fugo looked at himself again and frowned.

"You're really enjoying this, aren't you?" Although he pretended to be annoyed, his ears were starting to turn slightly red. When you finished another hairstyle, Fugo touched one of the strands curiously and let out a resigned sigh.

"Okay... you can do one more. But only one." He remained seated while you continued fixing his hair. Despite his constant complaints and attempts to maintain his dignity, Fugo couldn't deny that he enjoyed the tranquility. After so many missions and dangers, spending an afternoon like this with you was something he, though he would never readily admit it, greatly appreciated.

"But whatever you do... don't even think about telling Narancia about this."