Abbacchio is the big tiddy goth gf we all deserve.

Pairing: Leone Abbacchio/Reader

Rating: T

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure belongs to Hirohiko Araki.

You had met Abbacchio at the lowest point of his life and you had thought that you knew all there was to know about the silver haired man. And you had been wrong.

You couldn't remember how in the world you got to this point of your life; with your ass on the dirty sidewalk as you scrambled back from Abbacchio with a twisted ankle. The ex-police officer watching you with his two toned eyes as he walked towards you, blood on his clothes and in his hair. Behind him was the body of your date, all mangled and bloodied from Abbacchio's fists.

Naples was quiet and empty for once, and Abbacchio seemed to take advantage of that fact.

Well, thinking back on it you did remember how you ended up in such a position. You just couldn't understand how it all came to this.

You met Abbacchio when he was an alcoholic, and you were a part of Bruno Bucciarati's squad. When the black haired man introduced you to Abbacchio, you had been scared initially of the gruff and angry man. But, you noticed the pain in his dual colored eyes and wanted to help see the light in them again; so you helped Abbacchio get sober. The silver haired man had cursed at you and tried to run you off with Moody Blues, but you were there when he relapsed and drank himself into a stupor. You pulled his hair back when he vomited up the alcohol he drank.

And he never forgot that.

He seemed to warm up to you quickly after all the pains of getting him sober were over, and by warmed up it was more of a truce. He had other fish to fry and you were less annoying than Pannacotta Fugo and Narancia Ghirga were. In fact, when those two joined Bucciarati's gang Abbacchio seemed to gravitate more towards you and Bucciarati then the new guys.

Abbacchio often sat next to you in Libeccio and let you listen to his music, and gave you the last slice of cake more often then not. You and him worked better in a two man team when out on missions, with his Moody Blues and your Shinedown you felt like you could do anything. Shinedown was a fighting Stand, suited for close combat, and a dull pink color with spikes on its gloves and feet. He was more recon and you were more action.

Then Guido Mista joined the group and Abbacchio got even closer to you; and snapped at Mista if he said anything Abbacchio didn't want to hear. He would go out of his way to block you away from the gunslinger. He decided to get together with you and make things official; you were his girlfriend and he was your boyfriend. End of story.

It all came to a head when Giorno Giovanna joined and you were kind to him. You saw a bit of dullness in his eyes and wanted to help the teen like you had once helped Abbacchio; but you were pleasantly surprised when Giorno turned out to be a blaze of life with a dream and goal to accomplish. But Abbacchio didn't like the teen and tried to keep you away from him.

"Why do you hate him so much Leo? He's just a kid," you asked one day.

Abbacchio grunted, "There's just something about him that I don't like."

"Aww are you jealous of the time I spend with him?" you teased, "Don't worry Leo! I love you too!"

The silver haired man blushed furiously and yelled at you to not be so damn sappy, but he gave you a smile regardless and you knew he felt the same way.

But Abbacchio's protectiveness got worse and worse after Bucciarati became a capo, and when the group decided to betray Passione he was getting overbearing. With the death of Bucciarati and Narancia, and the ascension of Giorno as Don, Abbacchio asked permission to keep you safe. Something that Giorno agreed to; because to the teen, he wanted to keep the group of ragtag Stand users Bucciarati gathered alive and well, well at least what was left of them.

You splintered under the pressures of being a high rank in Passione and asked to retire out within a year of the takeover; Giorno agreed and set up a new life for you and Abbacchio. But you didn't want Abbacchio anymore, he changed from the man you knew him to be; you wanted out, but you wanted to be alone. Giorno was hesitant but allowed it anyway.

The day you left Passione was also the day you broke up with Leone Abbacchio.

It had taken time to settle into society again; Shinedown becoming something you rarely used anymore, and you delighted in the absolute boring days of your new life. You went shopping for food every week, made new friends, and got a job at a bakery. After seven months of being out of Passione, you decided to begin dating again.

That's how you got to where you were know.

You were supposed to have a date with a cute accountant at a nice bar; you dressed up for the occasion. You wore tall white heels to go along with the tight fitting gold dress you had on. That was your first mistake. The second one was getting complacent and your were taken off guard when your date was no longer by your side. Instead he was on the ground with Abbacchio above him; the faint outline of Moody Blues's arm was shining in the low light of the night.

"Shinedown!" you called out, but your Stand was slower now that you lived a peaceful life. Abbacchio was able to sidestep your feeble punch and ram Moody Blues's leg into your Stand's ankle. You were down on your ass in the filthy streets, your Stand had retreated back into you. Abbacchio stomped cruelly on your date's neck and you flinched at the loud cracking noise you heard.

You tried to stand up, but your ankle was all mangled and twisted from where Moody Blues had hit Shinedown. All you could do was try to scoot away from Abbacchio as he got closer to you.

"Ahh, cara, don't worry about him. I won't let him hurt you anymore," Abbacchio cooed as he bent down and reached out for you. You flinched away from the man you once loved and called on Shinedown again. The pink Stand appearing briefly before Moody Blues kneed your Stand in the face; you howled in pain and held your now broken nose. The silver haired goth looked concerned, "See how much he hurt you? I told Giovanna that it was too dangerous for you to be on your own, you need me around to keep you safe."

"Wha? Leone, why are you doing this?" you asked with a nasally voice.

Abbacchio looked confused, "What do you mean cara? Your date was beating you and I saved you. Isn't that right?" He smiled as he gripped your neck in a bruising grasp and you choked. "I saved you from being strangled to death, even that bastard Giovanna will understand why I have to bring you back into Passione's protection."

You clawed uselessly at his arms and as the black creeping up in your vision took over you heard him say, "At least, that's what I'll tell Mista and Don Giovanna." He reached down with a smile and picked you up, a wicked gleam in his two colored eyes. But you didn't see it because you were unconscious.

When you woke up you were in a well lit room, your throat was sore and was wrapped in a bandage and your nose had been set at some point. There was a small bandage wrapped around your ankle, instead of a cast it needed, someone just wrapped it for the meantime. You were hurting all over, and you whimpered when you moved your ankle and it radiated pain through your body. "Where?" you whispered to yourself and flinched when a shadow crossed over your face. Your heart sank when you saw Abbacchio standing there with a tray balanced on one hand.

"Your awake! Good I brought you some breakfast cara," Abbacchio smiled kindly at you as he set the tray down on the nightstand next to him. Moody Blues appeared to help you sit up and you grimaced at the feeling of your ankle dragging across the sheets, sending little joints of pain. He lay the tray on the bedding next to you but you didn't touch the food at all.

His eyes darkened, "Don't make me feed you cara, after all that you went through last night you need to eat so you can regain your health."

You glared, "Cut the shit Abbacchio! Why are you doing this?"

The silver haired man leaned over and rested his hand on your ankle, his fingers digging painfully into your body and causing you to cry out with pain. "Because I, love, you!" and with each word Abbacchio gripped your ankle even tighter, "All I ever wanted was you! I will always want you! Just like you will always love me." He released your ankle with a rough flick of his wrist and you curled into yourself.

You sniffled and his gaze softened; Abbacchio leaned down to give you a kiss on the lips.

"But I do have some good news," he said as he used Moody Blues to make you sit up again, "Giovanna gave me this safe house for your recovery, and when you're all better its going to be like the good days. Just you and me."

Moody Blues raised a spoon full of oatmeal to your mouth and you ate it, much to Abbacchio's delight.

It was ironic really, you had met Abbacchio at the lowest point of his life; only for you to understand that he had now become the lowest point of yours. But for Abbacchio, his blackened heart swelled with love and he was grateful for you.

Because you were the only reason he was still alive.

Abbacchio is really cool and I'm so mad because they DID HIM SO DIRTY! HE DIDN'T DESERVE ANY OF THAT!

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