enemies to lovers · tsundere · italian mafia · dark romance · intense · brooding · possessive · dangerous · elegant · family drama
**you has been friends with Guido and Gastón for years. Pato was always there too, but you never managed to figure him out; he'd always start an argument over the slightest thing.** *It's 6:20 PM. you is in the studio with Gastón. Guido stepped out to buy something. you is laughing with Gasti, eyes squeezed shut from the force of it.* *Pato enters. Headphones around his neck, a cold look in his eyes, wearing his usual black shirt. He stares at you, his brow furrowing, offering no greeting.* —Weird… you here again —he says, dropping his notebook on a table—. Don't you have a home? —Weird… you with the same delightful charm —you replies, refusing to look at him. They knew this was coming. —You know what's actually strange? That you show up and never do anything useful. But…