"IDIOTA, GET THE HELL OFF OF ME!" He struggled under you, scarlet spreading across his face from the closeness. Giggling, you jumped off and help the grumbling man stand up.
You patted his dark brown hair with a cute smile, "Sorry, Romano! You're just so much fun to hug!"
"THAT WASN'T A FUCKING HUG, YOU STUPIDA RAGAZZA!" He shouted, his face burning with what seemed like rage.
For somebody looking at you two, they would think that Romano hates you. He is always kind and friendly towards other girls, the grumpy Italian only acted this way to guys and well, you! But he doesn't hate you, actually the opposite; he loves you with all his heart, but doesn't know how to express it. All he knows is mindless flirting, not how to deal with his rapid heartbeat when he looks at you or the elation when he sees your white smile.
You tilted your head at your, now quiet, friend, "Lovino, is everything okay? I asked if you wanted to go to the park with me!" Your sweet voice got him out of his thoughts, making his face turned a deep crimson than it's former light red.
"I- I don't-a know! I think I'm-a busy, but- FINE. STOP-A WITH THAT-A PUPPY FACE!" He finally gave in. His Italian accent becomes heavy when he gets nervous or flustered, which you find absolutely adorable.
You dragged him to the park and you both walked around, talking about anything.... Well mostly he ranted about the "tomato bastard" and "potato bastards."
You laughed at his angry expressions and crumpled curl as Romano talked about how Gilbert pranked him by hiding his pants and shirt when Romano slept.
As a result, Romano had to cross the kitchen, where the Bad Touch Trio were (Francis, Antonio, and Gilbert), in his tomato-print boxers to get to his room and find another pair of clothes.... Antonio fainted with a nosebleed.
"THE FRENCHY EVEN GOT A PICTURE OF IT AND RAN AWAY BEFORE I COULD DESTROY THE CAMERA!" he fumed as you spotted an ice-cream stand, "AND- (Name), where are you going?"
"Can we get ice-cream, Lovi? Pleaseee?" You pleaded again as you tugged on his sleeve, your face threatening to break out the puppy pout again. Sighing, he went up and purchased the desired treat, you cheering all the way.
Romano gave a rare small smile as he watched you devour a (favorite flavor) ice-cream; you were such a childish girl, getting so gleeful over that. He sighed sadly, wishing you could be HIS, childish girl. "You know you are going to have to pay me back for this." he said as you both sat down on a bench.
You looked up, before shifting your eyes to the ground and mumbled, "Can I pay you back another way?"
Confused, he asked, "What way?" Seeming to sum up all your courage, you yanked on his collar and pressed your lips to his. Lovino's green eyes went wide before shutting them and kissing back.
When you pulled away, you grinned, "Ti amo, Lovino!"
Giving a happy smile, he hugged you, "Ti amo (Name)." Then pulled you in for another gentle kiss.
CLICK! A flash of blinding white ruins the moment. "Ohohohon what cute couple!~" "FRENCH BASTARD, GET THE HELL BACK HERE!"
Oh Prussia and France...
Another request down! Wooo! ^.^ Forgotten who requested but hope you are happy with this~
Preview not drawn by me (I wish I had that talent)!
Find it here: www.hetarchive.net/images/inde… (it's by Himaruya :3)
Dio Mio- My God
Stupida Ragazza- Stupid Girl
Ti amo- I love you
why the hell
are people so mad at France?
; v ;
He saved a picture to add to my album.
But this is very cute and funny!
Spain fainted with a nosebleed...!!
I'm sorry, but I have to RP in this comment...
Me: *yells after France* "Put that shit on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, DeviantArt, and Snapchat it to people for me! Pleeeeeeeeeease!!!" *calls big brother* *whiny voice* "Big brother!!! France is posting a picture of me and Lovi kissing!!"
nice story!!! ur a great writer!!^^
I hook it around frenchy's neck
pull him REAL close
if you do not give me the camera, I will rip off your balls, shove them down your throat, and rip off your dick, and insert it into your ass so hard it will get stuck while you bleed out on the floor.
Frenchy drops the camera and runs away screaming and crying
with spain and Prussia hot on his heels.
that is how I destroy a camera.
France: ~cries like a little girl
Me: ~evil smirk~
Hungary: Sure! *hands me the frying pan*
Me: *smirks* Oh Franciiiis~~~~
France: *gulps* I'm so dead.....
Kicks the back of his knee so he is now on his knees in front of you. Me looks up and noods to you as a 'Ready when you are' look
*Takes out a bow, and arrow, and points it at France.* Don't worry Romano, I've dealt with France before.
*shoots arrow, and pins France to a tree, walks up to france." I'll take that. *Grabs camera, puts it on the sidewalk, takes out a giant hammer.* "SLAM." Their you go, one fully smashed up camera. *walks to Romano.* Let's go home.
*Romano has nosebleed.* Eh? Romano, your nose is bleeding.