"Damn. That's a sight for sore eyes." Formaggio whistled lowly, nudging Illuso and clicking his tongue along with several other inappropriate gestures, the brunette chuckling before his jaw dropped upon seeing you.

You waved to them happily from across the beach, F/C bikini contrasting nicely against your skin, Illuso fumbled over himself upon seeing how nicely you filled out the bikini, face heating up as you ran over to them excitedly, he struggled to take his eyes away from the tantalizing sway of your breasts.

You were ecstatic that Risotto caved when you gave him the puppy eyes for a beach day with the team, you used the 'team bonding' trick, Risotto, Pesci, Ghiaccio and Prosciutto were having conversations and drinks under a large parasol, while you made a beeline for Formaggio, Melone and..Illuso, your face heated up at the thought of the impromptu Michael Jackson impersonator. God damn was he fine.

"You're a life saver for getting Risotto to agree to this, Y/N." Melone exclaimed, moving to slink an arm around your shoulders, you looked him up and down, lithe frame in some lavender swim shorts, you grinned, you looked forward to throwing him in the ocean later.

You struggled to keep your gaze away from Illuso's chiseled body, sure everyone here was practically built, but you only had a budding interest for one smooth criminal, and that was Illuso, everyone was aware of your little crushes on each other - except yourselves.

"Well hey, no use on dawdling, lets get shitfaced!" You hollered and Formaggio laughed loudly, slapping you on the back before racing you to the parasol, where the cooler resided, leaving Foot perv alone with Michael Jackson.

"You should tell her." Was all Melone said before walking off to join the rest of La Squadra, leaving Illuso in the dust, he was stumped, I mean he wanted to tell you, he just didn't know how, as an assassin all this lovey dovey stuff wasn't his strong suit, he may flirt a mile a minute, but you got his heart going every time he saw you. Maybe he had palpitations? Nah, that shit was love. He sighed and chuckled to himself, walking towards the little gathering of people.

"You finally decided to join us, huh MJ?" You giggled, throwing him a beer which he caught with scary precision, eh, he's an assassin, you shouldn't be surprised.

"Don't drink too much if you're going to be going in the water later." Prosciutto scolded and you rolled your eyes with a smile.

"Okay MOM, take a chill pill." Your comment earned a scoff from the blonde and a chorus of snickers across the members of La Squadra, you took a sip of your fruity drink with a satisfied grin, Ghiaccio flicked his sunglasses back down and tried to block you all out.

"How you feelin' it Riz?" You smiled at your team leader over your sunglasses, poor dude was hunched over since the parasol wasn't taller than him, he was just a big friendly giant, he didn't need a parasol disrespecting him like this. Formaggio snorted upon seeing you in conversation with Risotto, considering the man dwarfed you.

"It's..nice, although I would like to know if this parasol goes any higher." He emphasized his point by lightly touching the parasol roof, you shook your head apologetically, but gestured to some deck chairs he could sit in.

You left Risotto to go rummage through your bag, before digging out a bottle of sunscreen with a noise of triumph, squirting a generous amount into your hand, you began lathering it over yourself, huffing when you couldn't reach your back, before swiveling around and lighting up when you saw Illuso dawdling.

"Yo, Lulu! Mind doing my back for me?" You asked and you swore he flushed a bright crimson, but accepted the bottle, you shivered at the feeling of his large hands on your back, Illuso hissed when Formaggio and Melone made some inappropriate hand gestures in his direction.

Illuso stalked off as soon as your back was adequately covered in sunscreen, you shrugged and went to go bother Ghiaccio to get in the water with you, when he said no you turned to Pesci, dragging him into the water as Prosciutto followed, rolling his eyes and telling the young man to be more assertive.

Illuso pursed his lips together as he stared out at the water, watching you laugh loudly while splashing a not so approving Prosciutto, he felt a pang of jealousy arise in him, the thought of joining in becoming enticing

"I'm curious to why you don't just tell her." Ghiaccio said with a snort, holding a cool can of beer against his sun kissed skin, Risotto nodded from the opposite side.

"I am too, you seem so intent on dancing around each other that I'm surprised you both aren't a flock of birds in a human sized skin suit." Risotto's statement prompted another snort out of Ghiaccio, while Illuso remained conflicted.

"Well..how? How do I tell her?" Illuso asked after a pause, Risotto sat his drink down and sat forward, facing Illuso.

"Listen Illuso, there is really no need for your hesitation, just ask her on a date, coffee or whatever, if it's meant to be, just know that you'll be fine." Risotto did his best to offer closure for the budgeted Michael Jackson impersonator, Illuso mulled over the words in his head, for a moment he felt truly human, he'd thank Risotto and Ghiaccio for this later.

"..Okay, I'll ask her later." He said slowly, Risotto let out a small 'hallelujah' and tilted his bottle of beer at Illuso, while Ghiaccio yelled out a 'fucking finally!' making Illuso snort.

"Right then, let's get this party started." Risotto clapped his hands together and stood up, slowly but surely making his way to the water, where everyone cheered for him to get it.

"The party was already fucking started, what a stupid saying.." Ghiaccio mumbled before following the capo, Illuso rolled his eyes with a smile, rushing over to jump into the water, splashing everyone.

Illuso popped up from under the water just in time for you to land into his arms with a shriek, Melone hollering out a 'bullseye' as everyone laughed.

"My savior!" You cooed mockingly, Illuso quirked an eyebrow, blush ready to form on his face before he got an idea.

"Don't speak too soon." He snorted and before you could question anything, you were dunked under the water, you swam away from his grip and out of the water, huffing as you wiped the salt water out of your eyes.

When Melone offered a chicken fight, shit went down, but first you had to gently explain to Risotto what a chicken fight was, then shit would go down.

Almost everyone dived for you as their partner, not only were you the lightest, but you had the nicest thighs out of the bunch. Any man would love to have an excuse to have a pretty girl wrapped around their shoulders.

You didn't even know who's shoulders you were perched on until you looked down and saw some familiar pigtails, grinning you readied yourself.

"Come at me bitches." You spoke, beckoning some of the other men towards you smugly, Illuso laughing loudly from underneath you.

Prosciutto grinned at you from upon Risotto's shoulders, your face dropped, why did Risotto have to be that much of a behemoth? You regained yourself, let's fucking go.

"Come and get us pussy boy." You said proudly to Prosciutto, hoping this confidence would last, you heard Illuso snort.

"We will literally dog walk you all don't play with us." Prosciutto boasted, crossing his arms, Illuso cocked a brow and readjusted his grip on your thighs.

"I'd like to see you try, fart knocker." You hollered and that was it, Illuso lunged at the two unsuspecting men, who thought your taunting would go on forever.

Prosciutto yelled and toppled off of Risotto's shoulders, the capo standing tall like a pillar before shrugging, you hollered when he reached over and plucked you off of Illuso's shoulders before yeeting you into the water.

This process repeated for a while but you and Illuso remained the champions of the water, everyone finally and begrudgingly getting out of the water once you had claimed the seas (and had gotten cold)

You and Illuso had remained sitting at the waterfront wrapped in your towels, chatting animatedly while the rest of the group retreated back to the parasol, pussies.

"The sunset is like, really pretty." You said idly, Illuso watched your expression, calm, the warm glow reflecting back over face, that was when he realized how much he loved your dumbass.

"I can think of something else that's just as pretty.." He muttered and you let out a hum of confusion, he waved it off and sucked in a breath.

"Yo uh..Y/N, damn okay, uh.." He hissed under his breath as he tried to make a sentence, you laughed and rested your head on his shoulder.

"Yeah, I'd love to." You said softly and he made a strangled and confused noise, you snorted.

"I heard you talking earlier." You said and he let out a soft 'oh' causing you to snicker.

"Well then, thanks, and uh..I'll pick you up at 8? Even though we live in the same house.." He muttered and you laughed softly.

"Sounds great, MJ." His soft chuckle made your cheeks warm up, you snuggled into his shoulder, sighing softly.

From the distance, Risotto fist bumped Ghiaccio.

WEEK TWO: ILLUSO!