Luciano (2p Italy) x Reader Lima syndrome

Lima syndrome Pt: 1

Got bored, had nothing to do at 1AM. So I decided to write a fanfic bc why not.

You were never one for romance, you were never one for falling in love either, so how? How did some obnoxious angry short italian steal your heart? Guess no one will know.

You were just walking home, the moon being the only light source you had other than the dim streetlights. This was your first time walking home at night...alone. The other few times your friend (F/N) would walk along side you, always making sure to crack jokes and watch your back to ease your anxieties. Boy, do you wish (F/N) was with you right about now... But no matter, you had yourself a weapon. Not a good one, but one that could at least buy you some time. It was pepper spray.

So as you nervously paced the dark city streets clutching the handle of your bag/purse tightly, you've gotten lost. The city street now at a crossroad. You could always go forwards, but you need to go right and making a huge circle around the street just because seemed unnecessary. But, going to your right meant you'd need to go down the alley way, which you knew could have a murderer lurking down there. The choice was obvious, was it not? You decided to go forwards because no way in hell were you going to die today.

You never met Luci and lived, Ok story over! Just kidding.

You continued going forwards, looking around at the pine trees nearby to calm your nerves. But as you reached the corner to turn you felt a wind pass near by and a hand press on your shoulder. Quickly, you grabbed his arm and pinned it behind the unknown attacker. Oh? But what's this? The attacker kicked your ankle, sending you falling to the floor. You quickly and hurriedly reached for your bag/purse and pulled out your spray. You could feel the blood pumping through your vains, your head start to speed up as it begs for you to stay alive and escape this situation. Now that you could hear your own begs to stay alive you sprayed the attacker who fell over and yelped in pain, which gave you time to hurry up and run.

But it was no use, the attacker grabbed your ankle and pulled you down. You tried struggling but the attacker got ontop of you. You kicked and yelped but no one heard your screams as he pulled a handkerchief out and covered your mouth with it.

And with that...the world went black and looped in scribbly circles.