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"LOVIIIIIIII~" "Oh n- DIO 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.
~
EXTENDED ENDING:
CLICK! A flash of blinding white ruins the moment. "Ohohohon what cute couple!~" "FRENCH BASTARD, GET THE HELL BACK HERE!"
"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.
~
EXTENDED ENDING:
CLICK! A flash of blinding white ruins the moment. "Ohohohon what cute couple!~" "FRENCH BASTARD, GET THE HELL BACK HERE!"
Literature
Dense- RomanoxReader
.:Romano:.
"Lovino! Come on, Lovino! Wake up already!" You struggled valiantly to pull your fidanzato (fiancee), Lovino Vargas, from your shared bed wit him. He groaned and moaned, constantly turning over and over, trying to avoid you and waking up.
Lovino fake snored into his pillow, muttering under his breath, "Ragazza, let me sleep... It's to early to be up..." Lovino yawned, shooting out his slightly tanned arms to grab you and pull you to him, "Come on, fidanzata, I'm tired!"
You pouted at him, poking his cheek in retaliation, "It's your own fault, Lovi! Because last night you..."
Lovino squinted his eyes at you blearily, "I...?" He blin
Literature
.:Something Stupid:.
You went into your kitchen and smiled at Romano. He looked at you up and down before looking at the tomato in his hands. He cleared his throat awkwardly and mumbled, "You look really nice tonight..." "Thank-you...you look very nice also." You said as you kissed his cheek. Romano blushed furiously as he took a bite of his tomato. After a few moments of eating the red treat, he grabbed your hand and walked out of the door.
I know I stand in line
Until you think you have the time
To spend an evening with me
The two of you arrived in time for Alfred's party and spend the evening together talking to some people, including, to Romano's annoyance,
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Romano x Reader- Keep my distance
'The sun is filling up the room and I can hear you dreaming
Do you feel the way I do, right now?
I wish we would just give up
'Cause the best part is falling, call it anything but love'
I watched Lovino Vargas as he gazed out the classroom windows, observing the sky. His expression was peaceful, hazel eyes reflecting the passing clouds. The more I stared at him, the faster my heart raced.
Was it possible
that this was more than a crush? Could it be...Love?
Abruptly, I was shocked out of my revelation by an angry voice snapping at me.
"What are you staring at!?" I started slightly, suddenly aware of the Italian boy glaring at me.
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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: www.hetarchive.net/images/inde… (it's by Himaruya :3)
Translations:
Dio Mio- My God
Idiota- Idiot
Stupida Ragazza- Stupid Girl
Ti amo- I love you
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)
Translations:
Dio Mio- My God
Idiota- Idiot
Stupida Ragazza- Stupid Girl
Ti amo- I love you
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