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ReaderxRomanoLovino Vargas was squirming in his seat.

"Jesus Christ, Grandpa, can't you drive any faster?!"

"Lovino, I'm already going 20 miles over the speed limit. Calm down."

"Ve~, fratello, I'm sure _______ isn't going anywhere. She's probably just as excited to see you!"

Lovino was growing even more impatient by the second. After being gone for two months in Italy, he wanted to see his best friend, _______! But, still a good forty minutes from his home, all he could do was wait. He could still remember when he first met _______, back in his freshman year of high school.

FLASHBACK!! WOO~ WOO~WOO~!!!
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Romano X Reader AttentionRomano X Reader
Attention

"Give a' me the keys already!"

"Catch me first!" You chuckled, looking around madly.

You smirked as you jumped over the couch, and surged past the doorway onto the wooden floors of the dining room.

Romano stomped in after you, "Give a' me the keys ragazza!" He said sticking his hand out expectantly.

You just smirked in reply and swung the keys 'round your finger.

Oh how easily he was played.

"I'm going to a' tell you one a' last time idiota!" he said stomping his foot for emphasis and pointing at your cheek.

You giggled and made your way behind the table, Romano facing

I Like Your Curl [Romano x Reader ]Contains:

Romano x Reader
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"You know…I've always liked your girl."

The words haunted him, dancing in his mind. Distorting (and if not destroying), all of his thoughts. Romano pushed past the huge crowd of people, reaching for your receding figure. Fear choking him stopping the Italia from screaming your name. Another huge wave of humans leaving to go to work or school caused Romano to lose sight of you in the sea of human flesh.

It was only then that he was able to scream your name. But to no avail were you able to hear him upon boarding the subway train to your collage and place of work. Your eyes focused on

Sick (RomanoxReader)You walk in the apartment, soaking wet from the pouring rain. You could hear gentle snoring from his room, which told you that your roommate, Romano, was asleep. You decided not to announce your arrival in that case, because the Italian was extremely grumpy when woken up. You were so tired, you didn't even change out of your wet clothes, and you just plopped on your bed and fell asleep. You woke up the next morning feeling incredibly weak, with a horrible headache and a fever. You tried to shrug it off, shuffling into the living room to see Romano (obviously) eating a tomato and some cereal at the kitchen table.

When he saw you, he scowled.

Romano x Reader- May I take your order?

It started out as an unusually calm day at the 'Vargas' brothers' Italian restaurant. The small business was run by the twins, Lovino and Feliciano Vargas. Both were waiters, while their grandfather cooked the orders.

Suddenly, a young lady about their age with [h/c] hair walked in, checking her phone as she waited at the podium to be seated. "How many?"

"Oh, just one. I'm waiting for someone."

"Okay. Right this way~!" Feliciano chirped in his usual cheerful manner as he led the guest to a table near the windows. She happily seated herself and proceeded to wait.

"Hey." Lovino stopped his brother as he was on the way back to the kitchen t

I Don't Want To Miss A Thing (Romano X Reader)

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing.
Watch you smile while you are sleeping.
While you're far away and dreaming

Romano's eyes gently slid open, his surroundings cleared when he blinked. The green orbs flickered over to view the clock, which was proudly displaying in vibrant red numbers and letters: 6:30 AM. 'Why the fuck did I just suddenly wake up? It's Saturday, I have no work! Maybe I should go get a tomato...' he thought as he was about to get up before he felt something wrapped around his left arm. He looked down and noticed his girlfriend, (Name), sleeping peacefully beside him, currently using his arm as a pillow. A beau

RomanoxReader: Go Google it I follow Lovino down a hallway. I've had a crush on him for as long as I can remember. The problem is he doesn't seem too enthusiastic about me.

"This is the first time I have ever felt this way." I say to him.

"You should start smaller." He says coldly.

"I want to be the one closest to you!" I plead.

"Go away."

I get tense all of the sudden. I try talking to him but the words chocked up in my throat.

"Will you speak up if you have something to say to me dammit?!" he yells.

"I-I want to know what you think of me." He scowls at me.

"I'll just tell you to go Google it."

I gather up my courage and I start asking everything I want to k

Romano x Reader: Flattery"CHIGIII~!"

"Romano's home~" you observed, nodding in unison with the coppery kitten that you were curled up on the sofa with. You were at the Vargas' house, waiting for your friend Feliciano to come back from a "date" with Ludwig. The man in question (Romano) stalked into the house, slamming the door with such force as to rattle the windows, muttering under his breath.

"Hi to you too," you murmured as Romano stomped straight into the kitchen and started banging pots and pans around.

"I hate that stupid potato jerk!" you heard him raging, most likely to himself but definitely loud enough for everyone and anyone in the area to hear. "That s

RomanoxReaderxItaly: Just Hair

You moaned as the sound of your cell phone went off. Grumbling about how stupid people can be and how impolite it was to call at 3 o'clock in the morning you stumbling around your room trying to find your phone.
"Who is it?" you asked completely out of it.
"_-_________!"
For a moment you didn't recognize the voice, but that accent you could defiantly place, "Italy? What on earth are you doing calling at three?"
"R-Romano and I need your hel-ahhhhhh!"
You heard a voice in the background, "Hang up the damn phone idiota!"
"B-but fratello, _________ can help us ah ah ah ah ah!!"
"Italy, are you alright?" you asked into the phone, "Italy? I

Romano x Reader: Cleaning Up*Warnings: Mild language and... fluff... //shot*

"DAMMIT!" you screamed in dismay as tomato sauce splattered all over you and the kitchen counter. Romano walked up behind you, clicking his tongue in disapproval.

"Now now, _____, a ragazza shouldn't be using that kind of language," he chided, his voice rising and falling melodically with his strong Italian accent. Your face began to burn, and you stuttered as you tried to explain yourself.

"W-well, that's what I get f-for hanging around you too much," you retorted weakly. He chuckled, his golden eyes leering at you. After holding your gaze silently for a few moments, he turned to survey the

Romano x Reader - Everything's AlrightI lay in my bed, staring hard at the ceiling before me. My eyes briefly glance towards the alarm clock. It's already 3:00AM and I'm still wide awake. I'll have to get up in three and a half hours for school too. I wonder if I'll be able to survive the day. It's been four nights in a row that I've had difficulty falling asleep. I mean, I'm tired and everything, but sleep continues to evade me. There's just too much on my mind right now, and my shoulders and heart feel weighted.

I turn to my side for the umpteenth time and pull the covers closer to my chin. My eyelids close themselves, but I don’t actually fall asleep. Everything...Every

RomanoxReader An Awkward Situation Romano never was a happy child. Throughout his childhood he saw his younger brother get appraised for his many talents. But when he tried to find something that he could do. The more the list of things Romano couldn't do became larger. Eventually he stopped trying, because he was afraid that if the list grew even larger. The farther the gap grew between him and his loved ones.

When he was taken in by Spain he was afraid of being rejected. So before he could feel the hurt of rejection he rejected Spain. But slowly Romano found himself looking up to the gleeful country of Spain.

When Romano left Spain's house he was saddened, but he was happy. He was happy because he would be spending time with his brother Feliciano. But this silver lining did not last long. His brother had gained new friends, and he spent a great amount of his time with them. Romano found himself alone, like the times in his childhood. When

Romano x Reader - School Days [Late]WARNING: CUSSING. Well, it IS Romano we're talking about. :3 NOW TO THE STORY!

It was a normal Monday morning. You got up and looked out of the window in your brightly lit bedroom. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping and- OOH SHIII- You had school today. Racing over to the clock, you saw that you were already fourteen minutes late. You rushed out of your room, quickly brushed your teeth and styled your hair (you couldn't waste more time for a shower), cursing that stupid alarm clock that refused to go off almost every morning the whole time. Within five minutes, you were in your car, speeding toward sch

Romano x Reader Frustrations"Lovi! Oh Lovi-chan!" You called up the stairs.
"Don't call me that!" Romano called beck down the stairs, appearing at the top of them. "What do you want?"
"It's not what I want, it's what you want. Like this, for instance?" you pulled a luscious red tomato from behind your back. Romano's eyes widened. He came down the stairs slowly, eyes on the tomato. You started backing away from him, faster and faster until you were both running around the house. Unfortunately for you, Romano had longer legs and he soon caught up to you. He tackled you to the ground, cursing all the while. You gave him the tomato with one hand and smacked him upside the

Romano x Reader - Copy Cat- ONE SHOT REQUEST "A date?" you asked as you raised an eybrow at the Italian in front of you.
Lovino shifted uncomfortably and adjusted his backpack on his shoulder, "Si."
You blinked, "With me?"
"Si."
"Why?"
"Stop asking questions!" he snapped. "Will you go with me or not?"
You pretended to ponder on this, making the Italian nervouse before smiling and nodding, "Sure, Lovi."
"Don't call me that." he grumbled as he walked away. "I'll pick you up at 6pm."
"A-alright!" you called after him. You leaned against your locker and ran your fingers through your (h/c) hair. Did your best friend just ask you out on a date? Not that you minded. Y

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Pay Another Way (Romano X Reader)

by ~CanadianTurtle, Nov 6, 2012, 1:37:13 PM
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"LOVIIIIIIII~" "Oh n- DIOS MIO!" THUMP. Your glomp sent the unaware Italian to the ground with you landing on top.

"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.
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EXTENDED ENDING:

CLICK! A flash of blinding white ruins the moment. "Ohohohon what cute couple!~" "FRENCH BASTARD, GET THE HELL BACK HERE!"

Pay Another Way (Romano X Reader)by ~CanadianTurtle

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Romano, why you so fluffy?! :3
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: [link] (it's by Himaruya :3)
Translations:
Dios Mio- My God
Idiota- Idiot
Stupida Ragazza- Stupid Girl
Ti amo- I love you

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~nalathehunter May 12, 2013 Student General Artist

xD Dat ending!!!! That is something Francis would do.

~CanadianTurtle 6 days ago Student Writer

Definitely~

~Crystall-92 May 10, 2013 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

I found a mistake. But It's a little one. In one of first sentences should be like that: "scarlet spreading across his face from the closeness". 'His' instead of 'him'

But to the story - I was awesome, like always. Almost as Prussia