You were outside, in the fields of sunflower near your house— taking as many sunflower as you can to make a gift for Ivan when he's going to pay you a visit tomorrow. You have always love sunflower that has always growing in this fields every spring in the country, painting the once snow filled fields into a beautiful sunflower fields, you can't help but smiling at the thought of it. Nature is truly very fascinating.
"Ah... I think this is enough sunflower for a few gifts for Ivan. I just hope he loves it." You happily walk back home with a huge bouquet of sunflowers while humming a song that have been stuck in your mind like a parasite these past few days.
You open your house door with a creak— walking inside and closing the door with your foot and goes straight to your study room and put the sunflower on top of your desk. "I wonder what kind of gift should I make with these flowers," bookmark is easy to make since you picked up different size of this flower. How about making it into a snacks, no it's going to take a while to get the seeds out and besides you don't know how to cook them... Or maybe just a bouquet of flowers? Just tie them all together with a ribbon to make it more pretty.
"Ugh... I don't know what to do. I can't think of anything else besides those three options... I think I just going to make two two types of tea with this flower." You takes two big size sunflower and start to pluck it's petals and the seeds.
𝟸𝟺/𝟹/𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟿, 𝚆𝚎𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚊𝚢. 𝟹:𝟷𝟼 𝙿𝙼
After a few hours, you finally finish it. In the kitchen countertops, two fancy bottles can be seen which one of them contain the petals and already grind up sunflower seeds. "I'm not going to lie, I feel proud to make this myself. If only I put so much effort like this for myself." You sigh in exhausted, now all you need to do is clean your house for tomorrow.
"Let's get back to work, I guess..."
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𝟸𝟻/𝟹/𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟿, 𝚃𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚍𝚊𝚢. 𝟿:𝟺𝟸 𝙰𝙼
Your body aches after tidying your house yesterday. You didn't think there is so many things to throw away and clean. At least your house is spotless now before a knock on the door snap you out of your thoughts. '𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘯, 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩.'
Opening the door, you were greet with none other than the man himself— Ivan. Standing outside your door with his infamous smile. "Привет, Санни! How are you today? May I come in?" You forgot how thick his Russian accents sometimes when he's speaking english, fortunately for you, you do understand Russian but just can't speak the language itself. He takes your hand towards his lips and kiss your every knuckles with adoration and longing.
"Of course! Come in, make yourself at home."
He let go of your hand and once he's inside your house, you both goes straight to your indoor greenhouse garden and it was massive with many variety kind of flower, in the middle of the garden— a big water fountain with an angle motive crave into the stone of the fountain. (I make the reader very rich rich.)
"Please take a seat. I'll be right back with the snacks."
"Of course, take your time." Once you walked out of the garden, Ivan waste no time admiring the scenery around the garden like always whatever he's paying you a visit. Ivan know how much you love the nature and sometimes feel a little bit jealous when you start talking about the nature a little bit too long to his liking but the jealousy died down instantly when he sees you so euphoric talking about the things you love.
Maybe that's why he always so attract to you— like a moth to the flame. He can't get enough of it but he knows better than anyone to take it slow or else you will slipped out from his hand like a sand once he closes his palm too quickly. Something precious like you need to be somewhere safe. 'Нет-нет, им бы не понравилась идея быть в плену. Даже драгоценные камни нужно выставлять напоказ, чтобы они продолжали сиять ярче..'
A sigh escape from his lips as he pinch the bridge of his nose in frustration. "Ебать..." He cuss out before he composed himself. 'не сейчас...' Ivan doesn't need you to see his true face, it will scared you or worse— hating him. The thought of it already making his skin crawl and that's the last things he want you to feel about him.
He remember when both of you first met. It was in the field of sunflowers near your house. Back then he was only visiting your country to make some alliance, walking around aimlessly before he's spot the field that full of sunflowers. It was only natural for him to go to the field since he loves sunflower and that's how he met you. Kind of romantic in his opinion to be honest.
After a few minutes, he finally hear your voice. "I apologize for taking so long." You're walking with a fancy dining car trolley. The snacks is simple with an apple juice. "Apple... Juice?" He asked in disbelief. He's not judging, just curious why an apple juice since you love drinking caffeine like tea and coffee.
"I ran out of coffee.... I forgot to buy them yesterday."
"Oh it's okay, Санни. It's good to drink something more healthy than a caffeine."
"I feel so attacked by that statement."
"Well, I'm just speaking the truth, Санни."
"Ugh..."
":)"
"Please don't make that face..."
":("
𝟸𝟻/𝟹/𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟿, 𝚃𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚍𝚊𝚢. 𝟺:𝟶𝟹 𝙿𝙼
"It's nice spending time with you, Санни."
"Yup, I hope you have a great time–" damn. You almost forgot about his gift. "Hey, so... Can you wait for a bit? I have something to give you."
"Подарок? Для меня? Ah– sure, I can wait."
"Thanks! I'll be right back!"
Ivan watch you disappear into the hallway. Wondering what kind of gift that you will give him. Just thinking about it making him giddy. '𝘈 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 Санни, 𝘦𝘩𝘦𝘩 <3' a wild guesses cross his mind.
He was to caught up in his own world that he didn't hear your footsteps until he's hear your voice. "I'm back. Here, this is for you. Please make sure to share it with the other countries too."
"Share? What is this?" (Ngl ts sound rude)
"A petal sunflower tea and sunflower seeds tea. I make them myself since we both loves sunflower."
"Really?"
"Yes. Hope you like it."
"Thank you..."
"Nah, don't thanking me, fam."
"But I want t—"
You held out your hand in front of his face to shush him. "No, nope."
He sigh before he speak again. "Can you come a bit closer?" You look at him suspiciously but comply anyway. "Yah, what is i—" he quickly kiss you on both of your cheek— smiling like a fool, a fool in love.
"I'm looking forward to visit you again."
You closed your door slowly. You turn your back to the door and lean into it before collapse on the floor with a beet red face, meanwhile Ivan is still smiling like a fool. What a sly fox he is.
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➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶
Translation =
Привет, Санни! – Hi, Sunny!
Ебать – Fuck
Нет-нет, им бы не понравилась идея быть в плену. Даже драгоценные камни нужно выставлять напоказ, чтобы они продолжали сиять ярче... – No, no, they wouldn't like the idea of being held captive. Even precious stones need to be displayed to keep them shining brighter... (It's supposed to be gems)
не сейчас – Not now. (I forgot to add this, mb gng.)
Санни – Sunny
Подарок? Для меня? – A gift? For me?
A/N: ngl, when he's in this kind of art style, it awakens something in me🫣 I'm trying to be respectful but he just look so bbg💔
A/N: i love russian but my mom doesn't like western countries that much and saying marrying Chinese men is far better but the thing is— that's not my type, it was my friend type🥹
Lovino Vargas loathed the stiff fabric of his button down shirt and the chokehold of his tie. He detested the sweat that pooled around his collar and the uncomfortable pinch of his too-tight faux leather shoes, the toes polished until they sparkled. More than anything, he abhorred waking up early in the morning and fighting to tame the dark locks of his hair, eyes bruised from lack of sleep, stomach growling for sustenance, he having been too tired to eat dinner after a long night at the office.
Upon the top of his desk sat a paper cup, half-filled with cold coffee, long forgotten amid the hustle and bustle of his work. There were numbers to crunch, calculations to make, information that needed to be sorted and filed for his superiors.
Those bastards…
Fingers tightened around the neck of his pen, the tip bouncing off the page in agitation, leaving tiny smears of ink he couldn’t be bothered to pardon. No doubt she would claw him open, flay his skin with the sharp edge of brightly painted fingernails. Streaks upon important documentation were unprofessional, and Lovino knew well that she would treat him to a verbal lashing.
He couldn’t bring himself to care.
Loosening the tie around his neck, he leaned down to discreetly open the drawer of his desk, picked up his phone to scroll through the text messages. Most were from Antonio, the Spaniard constantly prying into business that was not his own, desperate to know if the Italian had taken his ‘maravillosa CEO’ to bed yet.
Yeah right…
Sending off a (rather rude) response, Lovino opened the pending messages from his brother, brow furrowing in annoyance when a flood of text spilled across the screen. Jaw clenched, he sifted through the countless communications, undeniably bored with the childish bouncing around of the topic. Huffing out a breath, he lifted his head to cast a discreet look around. No doubt they would fire him in an instant if he was caught slacking off.
His blood was quick to run cold at the sight of the well-dressed woman stood in the doorway of his cubicle, arms crossed beneath her breasts. Dropping his phone back into the drawer he slammed it shut, jolting back only to stumble forward once more. A strangled noise escaped his lips, the end of his tie having been caught in the drawer.
“Shouldn’t you be working, Mr. Vargas?”
Your voice sent shivers trailing down his spine, Lovino scowling in mingled annoyance and embarrassment, cheeks stained red. For several beats no one spoke, the air tense and charged, before at last you turned to strut back to your office, beckoning him to follow. Cold dread settled in the pit of his stomach, sweat prickling upon the nape of his neck. Even though you were the most attractive woman he'd ever seen, he couldn't help the groan that rumbled within his chest.
You weren’t a CEO of the company due to your kind-hearted nature, after all.
Few more minutes before new year 2026. Kiku would be at his own home if you hadn't been begging him to spend the new year together for two weeks now and he wouldn't say no to you, of course. Now both of you are buying some snacks and talking about some random thing while waiting for the clock to hit midnight.
While walking around the place, you notice Kiku eyeing a cute cat keychain. So you ask him if he want that keychain. "Ah... No, it's fine. I'm just looking around." You look at him— suspiciously. "Really, I just looking around. Let's just continue walking." Of course he's going to notice that you are looking at him suspiciously but you didn't say anything about it, knowing how stubborn he can be sometimes.
𝟏𝟏:𝟑𝟔 𝐏𝐌
"You want a taste?" You offer your cotton candy to Kiku. He shake his head 'no', he's already full eating too many snack for the past hour since you kept offer your own food. "Thank you but I think I'm full now. Can we go somewhere, I kinda tired from walking for the past hour." You hummed to yourself, taking a big bite of your cotton candy. "Sure, I know where to go. Follow me." You gently takes his hand into yours— guiding him somewhere more quiet, away from the bustling crowd.
𝟏𝟏:𝟒𝟖 𝐏𝐌
Once you both reach your destination where only few people are presence here at the park. You feel his hand gripping your hand very tight but not enough to hurt you or anything but you still feel the pressure. You looked at him and he seem distressed. "Kiku, are you okay? You gripping my hand quiet tight."
"Huh...? Oh, I don't know but for some reason I feel very anxious all of sudden. Please do forgive me, I know that we are on a date but it seems li-" Kiku falls silent, he doesn't want to worry you on what he's thinking.
"Hey... It's fine. Sit down first and try to think about something else then we talk, okay?" You gently guide him to sit down on the park bench as you take a seat besides him. "Take a deep breath and look around you. Remember I'm here for you."
He nod his head as he tries to clear his mind. He feels your thumb gently creases the back of his hand in an attempt to comfort him. The way you gaze at him with so much affection will always make him melt into your arm. After a few minutes, he finally calm down. "Thank you, I really need that." He put his head on your shoulder and lean into you for more comfort.
"You scared me, you know."
"I apologi-"
You interrupted him before he would say the word 'Apologize'. "Ah ah ah. You always apologizing for things that you can't control."
"..."
"Please do tell me what is bothering you. As your girlfriend, I want you to share your worries with me. I do not want you to be the one who's mostly doing all the effort in our relationship. I, too want to put my own effort in our relationship so it lasts longer."
He look down at his hand when he feels something on his palm— it's the keychain that he's been eyeing at the souvenir shop. "Thank you." He rise his head to kiss your forehead— his lips linger a bit too long as he whispers a confession like he was a sinner asking for a forgiveness. "I just feel so scared. You are a mortal and will be consumed by the time and will wither away by the earth soil, leaving nothing but a bone as the only prove of your existence. Not a single soul will remember you but me and I didn't want that. Just thinking about you dying and leaving me behind makes me very terrified of the future."
"I mean, I'm afraid too but on the bright side, mortality is what's make it more meaningful."
"How so?"
"You got all the time in the world so you got plenty of time to make your dream come true. But us— mortal don't have that and that's why some of us desperate to make some kind of accomplishment before we died so we won't have any regret later. That's very fascinating and scary at the same time."
He doesn't know what to say about your statement. (Me too bro, me too.) "You're too positive."
"And you are too negative. Just focus on the present moment. Oh and by the way, happy new year, Kiku." As you said that— a beautiful fireworks explode up on the dark inked sky, painting the sky with a colorful and different kind of fireworks.
𝟏𝟐:𝟎𝟎 𝐀𝐌
Kiku smiles at you as he close the distance between the two of you— you can feel his gentle breath on the side of your face as he kiss you all over your face before he finally kiss your lips— it's not passionate or fierce kind of kiss but a gentle and loving one. But of course they can't making out in the public on new year so the kiss cut short. "W-well... Uhm... Let's go back home shall we?"
"Pft- Ahahhah! You should look at your face! You look like a red light!"
"Please shut up... Don't tease me."
"Ahahaha... Sorry, I won't tease you anymore. Let's go back home shall we?"
A/N: I'll probably will remake this in the future. (If I remember it) anyway, my first fanfic is done and I'm having so much fun writing this with my friend (she don't know hetalia). 👁🫦👁
TW⚠️:Bad grammar, rushed writing, messy plotline, Mention of Spain once, Feliciano will be at the end of chapter but no dialogue, More lean into a platonic relationship but still can be viewed as romance relationship between the reader and Romano, Gender neutral reader, Romano deranged himself. Idk what else to add.
☾𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃☽
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Lovino just minding his own business when he heard someone talking a about you taking a vacation in South Italy for two week. And that information gets him all hyped up. This is a great news for him. Literally, he didn't sleep that night as he making plans what actives to do together. Oh! Or he can show you traditional Italian cuisine and maybe eating them together with you.
'𝘈𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵... 𝘐-𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵. 𝘊𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥.' Yeah... He did not get that beauty sleep but even so, he still feel refreshed after he only slept for 5 hours.
Finding you were very easy. Of course it was easy, he literally wait for you outside the airport. You both may don't really know each other that well but he is determined to make you loves South Italy so he can brag about it to his little brother and maybe even to his little friends.
He may be a coward and not talented like his grandfather and even used to be lazy when he was a child but doesn't mean he can't try to be useful. Sure, leaving the past behind is no easy task, so changing will be a bit difficult with his indifferent and abrasive personality. But he do want to change and he did, he's not that lazy anymore. It's a slow process that he willing to take.
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𝚃𝚠𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛... ◉
It's supposed to be a calming vacation, not... Whatever this is. "Mr. Romano, I do appreciate your kindness but don't you have anything to do? Something more... Important?" You do love the attention but the kind of attention you get from him is... Yeah... Flirty kind of attention is nice but you don't need that kind of attention when all you do is trying to relax from your duty as a micro country.
"I'm just doing my job as your tour guide, Mio caro." You have heard many rumors about him. A timid, stubborn and a vulgar man yet very friendly and flirty toward a women. That's the infamous Mr. Lovino Vargas for you. You don't hate him nor like him, your feelings toward him is all natural.
"Now let's go eat something first, we can't walk around with an empty stomach. We could eat something like Zingara or if you prefer something sweet we can eat some Sfogliatelle ricce."
"That's sound good... Maybe later, I want to eat something else."
"Something else?"
"Hmm. I really want to try some Cannoli and frolle."
"Aha! I see! Then let's go and get those. I know where to get a very authentic Cannoli and frolle. Just trust me!" There he goes with his unlimited energy. Maybe it's not that bad for him to be your tour guide, at least you know you won't get scammed or become bored in the middle of the tour.
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𝙵𝚎𝚠 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛... ◉
Surprisingly, both of you really click well. You grow to love his energy. You notice this past few day that he is very protective. Not in a bad way of course and thanks to him, you got some souvenir and it was pretty cheap too.
Right now both of you in the beach. Walking near the shoreline of the beach, just talking about random stuff but then the conversation turn... Something more sensitive but the way he talks about it just seems... Off. His voice is loud and the word of choice is very degrading.
"Pft- I used to be a lazy good for nothing older brother. I was so useless that even before I can clean Spain house, everything around me just broken."
"..."
"I can't fight, can't clean and can't paint like my little brother. Hell, I don't even look like my grandfather. I'm basically a fucking disgrace. But hey, at least I can clean a house without ruining the house now. AHAHAHA!"
the force laughter is very visible. If you look from a distance, you probably will think he was bragging about something. But you noticed how his voice falter for a second when he say 'grandfather' as if he already failed as his grandchild. How his body language is more rigid than when he was flustered.
You didn't know how to comfort him. You never that active socializing with the other countries besides your secretary and your own people. All you could do is giving him a place to escape just like how he welcomed you with open arm. "You can always visit me. I, myself don't have that many friend."
"Haaah? Are you being for real right now? Well, shit don't mind if I do."
At least that day end with a newly form of friendship between the two of you. And of course, Lovino is with his little brother, Feliciano. Bragging about you, showing a picture that he take of you (with your permission, of course) enjoying SOUTH ITALY beauty. "HAH! LOOK AT THIS FELICIANO, THEY COME HERE AND MAKE ME THEIR TOUR GUIDE! ME!"
Feliciano just watch his brother bragging about you with his signature stupid, wide smile. He just happy that his brother got a friend. Feliciano know how rough Lovino personality can get since Lovino never really let just anyone near him, yet you stay and even manage to befriend Lovino. That's all Feliciano want.
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A/N:AHHHH, FINISHED!!! it's take longer than I thought. The part two of my Japan x reader will probably be on next Wednesday. Probably? Idk. (〃＾▽＾〃)o
"Huh? Oh, thanks for telling me." You thank your classmate as you quickly gather your belongings before going out to buy some ingredients for your wonton since tomorrow is Chinese new year and Wang Yao decided to invite you to his resident to celebrate the CNY together.
You have no idea how to make a wonton. Fortunately, you have done some research on how to fold the skin of the wonton. Right now, you're inside the grocery store. You were debating on what meat to use for the wonton fillings.
You won't make that many since you know that Wang Yao will make too many food for just the two of you. You're not complaining though, his cooking is always make you feels warm inside. After a few minutes debating on what meat to choose for the filling, you finally choose chicken and prawn mix filling for the wonton. Now the only ingredient left is scallions.
It's take longer than you thought but at lasts, you were home- well... More like small apartment that can only fit for one person to live in. Buy hey, at least you got a roof over your head. Besides it's only for a while until you got a steady job after graduating University, which only few months left before you graduated.
It's not that hard to save money when you're In a relationship with Wang Yao who likes to cook for you, you would say he already become your personal chef. Thanks to him, you have save ton of money these past four year. You notice a parcel box. Looking at the box, it's probably from Wang Yao.
You take the box inside your apartment and once inside you goes straight to open the box– inside the box, you got some new perfumes, accessories like jade bracelet and flower hair clip and the last item is a traditional Chinese clothing to wear for CNY. Welp, now you know what to wear tomorrow. Fortunately you are free tomorrow, so you have time to get ready.
As you were busy trying to cook wonton before coming to his resident, Wang Yao already done his seven traditional Chinese new year food. Food and drink? Check. Clean the house and decorate the house? Check. Now all he need to do is getting ready and wait for you to get here.
He hopes you love the gift he give you yesterday, especially the jade bracelet one. He can't help but be proud of himself. Jade is a stone of heaven, so giving you one is the right thing to do. You only deserve the best out of the best and he will make sure of it.
Wang Yao is too busy making himself look presentable in front of you that he didn't notice then you were already inside his house, thanks to Panda. "Uhm... Mr. Wang? I'm here.." Despite being in a relationship for almost five years, you still feel a bit intimidate by his presence that makes you a bit more quiter than when you were with the other people.
Even with your almost inaudible voice, your voice still manage to make him jump in surprise in response. "O-Oh... It's you, 宝贝. Ahaha, I told you to call me Yao. Wang is my last name." Wang Yao can't help but looking you up and down. At least you wearing those clothes right and he approved of it since you wear all the gift that he gives you.
"..." You were just standing there looking down on the floor before you shove a container filled with a homemade wonton in front of his face. "I know you said that I shouldn't brought anything but I can't help it. So, uhmm... Here. It's not perfect since it was my first time making this..."
"Ah well, it's fine since you make it yourself, 宝贝!" While he admiring you in traditional Chinese clothes, you on the other hand were trembling in fear. He noticed it and he takes your arm and lead you to the dining room. In the middle of the room, there's a round table full of traditional food. "Sit down, sit down! These all is for us!"
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You were so full. The food that he makes always delicious. Yao cleared his throat to grab your attention "Since you're staying here, how about I tell you a tale about the Horse year."
"So basically, Horse year or more specifically 丙午马年 (Fire Horse year), showing up once every 60 years to symbolizes courage, speed, independence, and rapid change. And it's the seventh of the twelve cycle of animals in Chinese zodiac. The elements for the horse is– Fire, if that's not obvious. If you're born on horse year, please make sure not to get near with Rat or Ox. Three of them are considered enemies and can bring a bad luck. Horse year born person are expected to be brave, steady, upright, faithful and independent."
Yao stopped for a moment before continues to speak. "I think that's all I can tell you for now. Can't let you doze off while is tell a tales about my culture." He finally stop talking as he takes a sip of the 黃酒(huangjiu or yellow wine)
Outside the Wang Yao resident, you could hear a faint sound of firework but besides that– both of you falls into a comfortable silent. Just appreciates each other company. Maybe one day you would find the courage to tell Yao on how much he means to you. You can't help but wonder as you drift into a dreamless world.
Once Yao finished his wine, he carried you to a guest room, knowing you prefer to sleep there whatever you come and visit him. He can't help but smile at the thought of it, it's cute how you were still so nervous around him. Can't blame you though, but he can't help but want you to be comfortable around him rather than being intimidated just by near him.
He put you down on the bed gently as if that you're going to shatter like a gems if he's a bit too rough with you. "晚安，新年快樂 願新的一年帶給你好運和幸福，我最親愛的。" He kiss your forehead before reluctant to part away with you to go to his own bedroom.
If you can I’d love for you to write headcanons for Prussia with a gender neutral s/o that likes to wear feminine and lolita clothing!! Recently discovered you’re account and I love how you write for Prussia ^^
You love being a Lolita. Your main style is Ama-loli, you did another Lolita style too but your favorite is Ama-loli. You were pretty popular on the social media since you love to post a selfie about yourself with these cute pink dresses and your boyfriend help you too! Even if Gilbert have his own style of clothes, he would help you getting dressed, he mostly helping you with your hair. He actually pretty good at styling your hair.
Oh? You were asking how both of you met? Welp, it's easy. You just outside taking a picture for your new account. This is the first time you wearing something pastel and heavy with accessories. (you were new to this Lolita fashion so you don't really know if you should put this much accessories.) A group of people goes near you when you trying to find a good lighting, you doesn't really paid them any mind since your full attention is on your phone.
You should have not ignored them and just leave immediately instead, maybe you won't have to deal with their 'adoration' and their sickly word dripping with poison that disguise itself as something oh so sweet like a honey. You feeling helpless against their heated gaze, just like a baby lamb that got surround by a starving packs of wolves.
"Well, what do we got here?" The white haired man walk closer toward the group, putting his arm over the members shoulder as if they know each other for years. The white haired man lean in closer to their leader ear, whispering only the leader could heard. "Hör mal zu, Kumpel, lass die Kleine doch einfach in Ruhe, sie scheint sich in deiner Nähe unwohl zu fühlen." The leader flinched when he feels the white haired man put his finger to his pulse point. "Verschwinde, bevor dir und deinem kleinen Trottel etwas Schlimmes passiert." The white haired man put a pressure — not enough to hurt him, just a warning. A very dangerous warning.
It seem they got the idea as they scramble out like a chicken being chased by a predator. The white haired man just scoff at the way they ran off, the smug of his face doesn't fade when he finally gives you his full attention. "You should punch them y'know. I bet those heavy looking accessories would actually make a damage if you throw it to their face." His voice is thick with German accents. "Name is Gilbert and yours?"
You finally looking up at your savior just to find out that heel look the opposite of you. You wear centers cuteness and femininity. With high-volume petticoats, dress with many accessories. While your savior wears a band T-shirt and knee length baggy jeans with only a leather choker wrapping around his neck. He noticed that you were staring at him, he takes a step back giving you some space to breathe. "Relax. I'm not going to bite you. That's not how an awesome people treat someone."
Yeah, you don't trust him but he already saved you and he even giving you some space to think. Your tensed shoulder relaxed for a bit, after taking a deep breath you finally introduced yourself. And the rest are history.
Yeah, that's how the two of you met with each other. But let's focus on the future okay?
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Gilbert proudly posing for you in punk Lolita style. It was his idea to wear that dress, he said he want to match with you but in different Lolita styles. You start to think that he loves to wear that kind of dress than you because that man never complained a single thing. Not even when both of you out in the sun for a photo. You were almost feel the disgusting feeling green of envy at his confidence. Keyword; Almost. You love him too much to let those negative feeling clouding your heart.
"kleine Schönheit! How about this pose? Or this! Hah! I like this one!" He changed the pose for a billion times already and because of this you never managed to take a pic of him as he claimed that he need to look good while doing an awesome pose. "GILBERT JUST CHOOSE ONE POSE!"
"Woah someone mad! C'mon kleine Schönheit, you know someone as awesome as me should take time to choose a perfect pose. I would command the time itself to stop if I want to." You swear to God that you want to smack him in the head sometimes. He's an idiot but he is your idiot. No refund, you already claim that man as yours and besides who's going to do your hair that are better than him? No one. Well, except those trained hair stylist but! He do your hair for free, he even do it with his hear out in front of you! (Well, that's dramatic.)
After gazillion of attempts to find a perfect pose, he finally found the right one— a flash of light flicker on his face for a second. You already wait an hour to take his pic and you did NOT want to waste a second. "Alright... We're done, finally. Let's continue our date please." You whine as you would feel the exhaust nestles deep inside your bone, you just want to go to a cafe— their date is literally almost ruined after Gilbert found a perfect spot to take another pic of him in this specific spot.
You can feel his arm warped around your waist– pulling you closer to him before kissing your forehead. "Impatient. Tsk tsk tsk. kleine Schönheit you know I need to maintain my awesomeness from my rival! Can't let them take my title." By rival, he means no one because he knows damn that he doesn't have one.
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The cafe atmosphere is calm— the opposite of his usual loud and proud self. But hey, even someone like him need the tranquility from time to time y'know.
The cup of black coffee that once warn– now cold still in front of Gilbert– untouched. He didn't even paid his drink any little ounce of his attention. His gaze is steady watching you happily eating the food– it was cafe special. 'Oh ja, das werde ich in mein Tagebuch schreiben.' He thought to himself, finally lifting the cup to his lips. The rim of the cup no longer warm but instead it was cold, all of the heat that his coffee offer could no longer hold the temperature after being ignored in favor to watch you eat.(not in a creepy way, he only want to admire his kleine Schönheit.)
His face hardened at the taste that have hit his tongue. Ugh... He should have not reject the waitress offer to put some creamer or sugar to lessen the bitter taste of the coffee. Shouldn't have acting tough when he can't even take a second sip of his own drink order. It's all worth it though, just being here with you is already sweet enough– Ack?!?
Gilbert cough violently when he tried to take a second sip of the coffee. The whole cafe customer looking at him with a weird look saying something like 'what's up with that girl...' Under their breath. Though Gilbert didn't paid any mind to the sudden attention that he received. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "You okay?" You pushed your drink toward him, an offering to lessen the bitter taste on his tongue. You know this is going to happen, that's why you order an extra drink for Gilbert.
He chugged down the sweeten drink that you had offered to him. Finally washed out the bitter taste of the coffee out of his tongue. He let out a satisfy sigh, leaning against the chair with his stupid smile displaying on his face. "Fine now. Thanks for the drink kleine Schönheit." You just let out a scoff at him as you continue to eat your food.
The rest of the evening is great, both of you have a good date together. Though there were some comes forward to ask for Gilbert number unaware that he's a man. Over all it was a fun experience for Gilbert to match fashion style with you. Maybe in the future he would surprise you with another Lolita style while going out on a date.
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𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙽𝚂𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽:
Hör mal zu, Kumpel, lass die Kleine doch einfach in Ruhe, sie scheint sich in deiner Nähe unwohl zu fühlen. : Listen, buddy, just leave the little one alone, they seems uncomfortable around you. (I use they but the translation turn they to she.)
Verschwinde, bevor dir und deinem kleinen Trottel etwas Schlimmes passiert : Get out of here before something bad happens to you and your little idiot.
Oh ja, das werde ich in mein Tagebuch schreiben. : Oh yes, I'll write that in my diary.
A/N: I apologize for the very late fic that you were expecting 🙏🏼 My phone is so glitchy and could no longer open certain apps(Tumblr included). Fear not! I'm now back with my mother phone.
Everything is fine. It it fine! Romano does like you! How could he not? You were such a sunshine and and very dear to him. You just... So lovely and it felt like a sin to taint your light with his "undesirable" personality.
Lovino Vargas is not like his brother. They were different. Very different in term of personality and how they view the world. Feliciano is the type of guy to search for any positive things, Lovino in another hand were... Complicated.
He is the forgotten one. Not like Canada, no. More like, they do remember him but choose to ignore him entirely if they can due to his personality. They're not afraid of him or anything, they just 𝙃𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙎 his personality.
So, Lovino understand if you didn't choose him and instead choosing his more talented, outgoing and fun brother. Both of you just so... 𝘚𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘳. Perfect together.
Image the surprise on his face when you kept choosing him in every waking moment whatever you both in the same place. 𝘎𝘰𝘥𝘴, 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳 𝙃𝙄𝙈.
He tried his hardest to be a bit more gentle around you, cease his swear word when talking even for a little. He would not outright change in just few months, for him. It takes years.
He have been building a wall around himself since he was a child. You can't expect him to change that fast and easily just because he likes you but he did truly tried his hardest.
Though, the horror in his face when he heard you talking to Ludwig... In German. Oh, the way he would regretting his life choices.
'𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺'𝘳𝘦 𝘎𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯?'
'𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴?'
'𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘺.'
His mind would sprawl into a chaos but his real reaction would be different depending on both of you guys relationship.
So, in conclusion, it's entirely dependent on the relationship you both have. Friend! Romano would go back to his former self before realizing that he missed you and overreacting about you being a German while Boyfriend! Romano is more than upset that you didn't tell him like how dare you?! (Omg Yu Wanyin🤤)
"Mr. Italy! Please try my new recipe!" You show him a soup bowl (black blop) that you cook. It's look like it can come to life and start attacking everything in sight. Feliciano doesn't even know what this monstrosity are supposed to be. "It's a tomatoes soup with a heavy cream! But I want it to surprise you so I colour the soup with black colouring!"
It did not look like a tomatoes soup. Feliciano want to decline but he can't really say no to you but then again you kinda relate to Arthur, who famous for having a very bad cooking skills. He need to think fast.
"Ah... Wowow!! It's look delicious! It must take you a loooooong time to make this! But first I need to wash my hand! I'll be right back!" Feliciano quickly run out from your dining room to your kitchen. He goes straight to your fridge and open it, looking for an ice. Once he found the ice, he take a handful of the ice and put it in his mouth before returning to you.
Feliciano praying that the ice won't melt too soon cuz if it does– he doomed, his tongue doomed. He quickly chugged down the whole soup. Thanks to the ice, Feliciano can't taste anything besides maybe a hint of saltiness. "Ahh... Thank you!!"
You look at him– flabbergasted. You can't believe your eyes. Did he just chugged down the whole bowl of soup in one go...? But you recover pretty quickly from the shocked. "So... Do you think it's alright? Or do I need to make some improvement?"
"There is 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 improvement you need to do. I can help you! Let's go to the kitchen and make some PASTA!!!" he takes your hand and dragged you to the kitchen to make some (many) variety of pasta. The whole day, both of you are busy making pasta. The incident about the tomato soup is nothing but a past now. Feliciano just hope you won't make him another tomato soup until he taught you how to cook.
A/N: srry for the late reply! My WiFi is acting up🙏🏼
