Hey hey hey, I really enjoyed your writing! Could i maybe request some headcannons for la squadra falling asleep on their crush / significant other? -🌷
"WHAT IF LA SQUADRA MEMBERS FELL ASLEEP ON THEIR CRUSH"
author note(s): hiiii anon, thanks for your request. i'm so sorry for being slow and for not including sorbet and gelato. my job are killing me :(((((( you got me inspired by your requset sooooo yeah... it's not like standart headcanons and it's more close to full fics. actually it's a first request that i got, so i'm felt a bit nervous writing it.
TAGS AND WARNINGS: i guess a lot of OOC?, more close to full fics than to headcanon format, fluff, gn!reader x la squadra, la squadra boys are so in love with reader, reader has a stand, reader is part of la squadra, i ran out of possible ways to fall asleep on your crush so sorry for that some headcanons might look the same, swearing, possible grammar mistakes and typos, no beta read, swf
IF THIS TEXT IS SWF IT DOESN'T MEAN THAT ALL CONTENT ON THIS BLOG IS SWF SO MINORS DNI
It was right after the most exhausting mission Risotto had ever had. He came back to the safe house barely conscious. All he wanted at that particular moment was to find a comfortable spot and sleep for 24 hours straight.
So he moved in autopilot mode.
You were lying in your bed when Risotto suddenly burst into your room, slamming the door so loudly that you almost dropped the book you were reading.Â
"Risotto, is everything all right?"
He didn't say anything. He just stared at you with his red eyes and then all of a sudden collapsed right onto you. Saying that you weren't shocked would be a lie. At first you thought this man was dying.Â
But then you heard a pretty loud snore and quickly crossed yourself for that sinful thought.Â
Your gaze instantly softened and you gently took off his hat, placing it on the nightstand. You carefully brushed the white hair away from his face.
He looked peaceful and relaxed. You started slowly stroke his hair, continuing to read your book.Â
You stopped. Risotto was talking in his sleep.
Risotto woke up four hours later. And he was frustrated. The room clearly didn't look like his own. He looked up and met your gaze.
"I also love you, Risotto," you said, innocently smiling. "But, you didn't have to invade my room just to tell me about your feelings."
Risotto hid his face against your chest and let out a muffled groan.
He wanted to confess in a more romantic way.
Risotto sent three of you on a mission together, so currently you, Ghiaccio and Melone were sitting in a car, waiting for new instructions from La Squadra's leader.Â
Melone was in the driver seat since both Ghiaccio and you were banned from driving a car while there was someone else in.Â
Ghiaccio could easily send a car straight to the river if someone pissed him off.
You just sucked in driving.
So both of you were in the back seats.
It was late, so it wasn't surprising that every five or ten minutes one of you let out a yawn.
You closed your eyes for a minute after another yawn and instantly opened them, as you heard something had fallen with a silent thudÂ
You saw the telephone, which a few moments ago was in Ghiaccio's hands, lying on the car floor.
Ghiaccio himself was sleeping soundly.
The man's position looked so uncomfortable that you could already picture him waking up furious from a stiff neck.
You picked his phone from the floor and gave it to Melone.Â
Then you carefully pulled Ghiaccio onto your lap.
After an hour or so Ghiaccio's phone rang with a cheerful melody. Melone instantly picked it up to listen to Risotto's further instructions, while Ghiaccio was slowly opening his eyes.
He looked straight up at you.
Even in the darkness of the night you could see how his face was turning redder and redder.
Of course you didn't know that this man had feelings for you. So you kinda didn't expect that he would instantly scramble up, hitting his head on the low car ceiling.
A second later the car exploded with his angry shouting.
Illuso and you were the only two who stayed in a safe house, while the others went on missions.Â
You had broken your leg, so Risotto took you off all missions and Illuso was left to take care of you.
Both of you decided to spend the evening watching some films. You chose "Legally Blonde" and Illuso prepared some caramel popcorn for you.
Both of you started watching the movie. Maybe it wasn't quite the genre that Illuso liked, so in the middle of the movie you felt something heavy drop onto your shoulder.Â
You looked down seeing that Illuso had fallen asleep.Â
Instantly you lowered the volume, carefully took the bowl of popcorn from his hands and covered the man with a blanket.Â
Illuso woke up from the ray of sunlight that was shining right into his eyes. He let out a yawn and sat straight, stretching and immediately feeling a sharp pain in his neck.Â
“Ugh, what a nightmare,” he muttered, rubbing his neck.Â
Then he realized that his neck was killing him because he had spent the whole night on your shoulder.Â
Illuso glanced at you, feeling that his cheeks were burning.Â
"Oh, nice, Illuso," he thought. "You’re a grown-up man who works as a killer, but now you're panicking like a teenage girl because you fell asleep on your crush's shoulder. What a day…"
You and Melone were collecting information about the location of your next victim. Both of you hadn't slept well for the last few days, because it was a really important mission that you just couldn’t screw up.Â
"Oh man, why is it so hard to find this guy…" you groaned, collapsing on the sofa where Melone was sitting.Â
Your teammate didn't answer and you looked at him curiously, being really afraid that he had passed out from all the Red Bulls he had drunk.
But he was… just sleeping?Â
"Poor man," you said softly.Â
You decided not to wake him up. Indeed, you placed a small pillow on your lap and pulled the man onto it.Â
Then you closed your eyes too.Â
An hour had passed before Melone opened his eyes. He immediately noticed that he was lying on you, but he didn't move away to continue working on the mission.
In fact he moved closer, hiding his face against your body. He had never been so close to you before this moment and the feeling was incredible.
Your warmth, scent, and the soft hand on his shoulder that was gently holding him made him melt.Â
Melone was ready to get killed by Risotto for the failed mission, but at least he would die as a happy man.
Both of you were reading books in the small library that your safe house had. Prosciutto, as elegant as always, was sitting next to you on the sofa.
The quiet atmosphere was so relaxing so it wasn't surprising that after a moment you felt your teammate’s head that dropped on your shoulder. You said nothing but gently smiled, continuing reading the book.
Maybe after half an hour you heard the library door being open. You saw Illuso who actually wanted to ask you something but immediately froze, seeing Prosciutto sleeping soundly on your shoulder.Â
"What have you done to him?" he whisperedÂ
You put a finger to your lips and Illuso left, closing the door silently.
When your stomach signaled that it wanted something more than tea and cookies, you carefully laid the sleeping man onto the sofa and covered him with a blanket.
After you lesft Prosciutto woke up after five or ten minutes.
As he opened his eyes he saw Illuso who was standing next to the book shelf.
"Do you know that you fall asleep on y/n’s shoulder?" he asked teasingly, taking a book from the shelf.
A barely noticeable flush crept up Prosciutto's neck, but he quickly hid it behind a cold sneer. He fixed his messy hair.Â
"Shut up," he snapped, throwing the blanket aside and standing up.
But deep down he enjoyed this sleep so much that maybe tomorrow he would also "accidentaly" fall alseep onto your shoulder.
You lay on the couch, watching MTV and eating some cheese chips. Then you heard the door being angrily slammed.
Your curiosity was much stronger than your laziness, so you sat up and saw Pesci heading to his room.
"Yo, Pesci, what happened?" you asked, moving a bowl of chips to the coffee table.
He stopped at the staircase, looking at you.
"I don't wanna talk about it actually..." he said.Â
"Well, maybe you wanna some huggies then?"
He looked completely frustrated by the offer.
But you just nodded with open arms. And after a while he sat on the couch.
You immediately wrapped your arms around him.
He blushed immediatly. His heart skipped a beat because he had a huge crush on you for months and it was fisrt time he was soooo close to you.
He nervously wrapped his hand around you too.
Maybe he was so mentally exhausted and warmth of your body relaxed him so much that he had completely fallen asleep in your arms.
You didn't woke him up. You settled back into the couch with your teammate, continuing to watch MTV.
It's worth mentioning that is was the best sleep in his life.
You hung out in living room with Formaggio.
You were watching TV, while your teammate tried to fight off exhaustion.
"You should get some sleep, dude", you said. "I saw you yawning every minute or so"
"Then teleport me straight in my room with your stand and I will sleep for 24 hours"
"Nah, I won't use my stand to teleport your lazy ass"
But he didn't answer and just in a second his head landed right onto your shoulder.
To be honset, Formaggio had a big... no massive crush on you for months, but he didn't have enough of courage to confess.
He wanted to say some sarcastic excuse or back away, but it was so comfortable... So comfortable to be close to the person he like, to feel warmth of their body...
He decided that damage control is problem for future him. So he just buried his face in the crook of your neck and closed his eyes, falling aslep.
devider credit: @uzmacchiato