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WARNING: I do curse in this story, like a lot. And my apologies for people who don’t approve of stuff like that, I’m trying to stop, but it’s like a drug and it’s addicting. That probably makes no sense, but again: Sorry for people who don’t like cursing.
You followed Romano out of the conference room after the pointless World Meeting crap was over. All those countries just fought over land and other countries, causing more tension and useless arguments. Today was especially painful, because they were fighting over you. It was quite awkward.
“Damn potato loving bastardo. Why can’t-a he just leave-a mio fratello alone, eh? And that son of a bitch-a Spain! What the hell is wrong with him?! He keeps pinching my-a damn cheek, telling me I look-a like a tomato!” Romano muttered as he walked fast out the door, with you at his tail. When he was mad, he was also a bit clumsy and dimwitted.
“Hey, Roma? Why don’t we go to the park? It’s a nice day, and we’ve already wasted half of it.” You offered, resting a hand gently on his shoulder. Romano turned to glare at you and sighed in defeat.
“Whatever, I just-a want to get away from these idiotas.” He shook your hand off and walked to the park, with you watching him carefully. He was as grouchy as ever, and you wondered if he ever had a different facial expression other than a scowl or a glare. You two walked side by side, Romano stomping ahead not paying attention to you. When he finally sensed your constant gaze he looked at you angrily.
“What the hell are you-a looking at, stupida?” He yelled and you cracked an amused smile, completely used to his hot temper.
“I was wondering if you ever laughed or even smiled.” You said honestly. He looked at you with a confused gaze.
“Huh?” You sighed and continued.
“Because, we’ve been friends for what? Two hundred years? And I’ve never seen you smile.” You tried to think of one time where he wasn’t cursing or yelling at everybody in his path. Romano scoffed and turned away.
“I only smile when-a there’s something to smile at, stupida.” Romano said bitterly. You grinned, taking that as a challenge. You ran ahead of him and jumped in his path, making him stumble backwards.
“That settles it, then. We’re going to spend the rest of the day together, and I’m going to try to make you smile and laugh and just loosen up!” You nudged him playfully and he glared at you.
“Whatever makes you happy, stupida.” He grumbled and you both continued to walk.
Time Skip...(Sunset in the empty park)
You collapsed on the soft grass in exhaustion. You took Romano everywhere, tried everything. The carnival, the comedy shows, the ice cream parlor, and no matter what you saw or did, he wouldn’t smile. He sat next to you in the grass, still grumpy, but secretly curious as to what you were planning next. You looked at his straight face and realized how handsome he actually was. But, damn it, he would be more handsome if he actually smiled!
“Why are you so grouchy all the time, damn it?!” You yelled, breathlessly. Romano looked at your tired face in surprise. A few impatient tears welled up in your eyes, and you turned on your stomach hiding your face in your hands.
“I’ve tried everything that’s supposed to make a person laugh. But for God’s sake, why are you so uptight? Is it just an Italian thing? No, it can’t be because Italy is always so damn hyperactive and cheerful, even though he’s with a so called ‘potato bastard’ who only smiles occasionally. Is it just around me that you don’t smile or laugh? Am I just annoying to you because I’m sorry if I am. All I want is to see you being happy and enjoying life. And I know I sound like some drunk hippie whose all like ‘Peace on you’ and shit. But is it that hard to just smile once? For fuck sake, smile and laugh damn it! It’s good for the fucking soul!” You yelled, knowing full well that you were rambling complete nonsense, probably annoying Romano even more than usual.
Everything was silent between the two of you, when you heard a muffled sound coming from your friend. You looked over to Romano and saw him covering his mouth, shaking, his eyes shut with small tears on the edged. You sat up and stared, a bit frightened.
“Uh, Roma?” You asked cautiously and he suddenly burst out laughing, throwing his head in the air. Both his hands clutched his stomach. He rolled side to side on the grass gasping for breath, slapping his knee, trying to stop, but it was no use. Romano was laughing so hard, he was crying, a breathtaking smile plastered on his face. You stared in complete shock.
“I-It’s-a good for th-the fucking soul?! AHAHAHAHAHA.” He took a couple of deep breaths trying to calm himself down, but in a matter of seconds he was back to his wild laughter. A smile broke on your face as you watched his uncontrollable laughing spasm. The sound was like an angel’s voice to your ears.
“Oh dio, bella! Ti amo, ti amo.” Romano struggled for the words to come out, but you heard them and you process them, and you blushed massively. You crawled a little closer to him, sort of hovering over his face, your (h/l) hair acting like a curtain. Romano calmed down a bit, his smile still there and stared into your eyes. You grinned triumphantly at him.
“You smiled.” You joked, making him chuckle slightly before elevating himself for a kiss. It was soft and loose, partially because neither of you could stop smiling. Romano pulled away and started to laugh again. You looked at him with a confused expression.
“What?” You asked.
“‘Peace on you’? Mio cuore, I’m an italiano, and I can speak-a better english!” He exclaimed. You laughed and slapped him playfully on the arm.
“Shut up and kiss me, stupido.” You whispered, seductively. How could he refuse?
You followed Romano out of the conference room after the pointless World Meeting crap was over. All those countries just fought over land and other countries, causing more tension and useless arguments. Today was especially painful, because they were fighting over you. It was quite awkward.
“Damn potato loving bastardo. Why can’t-a he just leave-a mio fratello alone, eh? And that son of a bitch-a Spain! What the hell is wrong with him?! He keeps pinching my-a damn cheek, telling me I look-a like a tomato!” Romano muttered as he walked fast out the door, with you at his tail. When he was mad, he was also a bit clumsy and dimwitted.
“Hey, Roma? Why don’t we go to the park? It’s a nice day, and we’ve already wasted half of it.” You offered, resting a hand gently on his shoulder. Romano turned to glare at you and sighed in defeat.
“Whatever, I just-a want to get away from these idiotas.” He shook your hand off and walked to the park, with you watching him carefully. He was as grouchy as ever, and you wondered if he ever had a different facial expression other than a scowl or a glare. You two walked side by side, Romano stomping ahead not paying attention to you. When he finally sensed your constant gaze he looked at you angrily.
“What the hell are you-a looking at, stupida?” He yelled and you cracked an amused smile, completely used to his hot temper.
“I was wondering if you ever laughed or even smiled.” You said honestly. He looked at you with a confused gaze.
“Huh?” You sighed and continued.
“Because, we’ve been friends for what? Two hundred years? And I’ve never seen you smile.” You tried to think of one time where he wasn’t cursing or yelling at everybody in his path. Romano scoffed and turned away.
“I only smile when-a there’s something to smile at, stupida.” Romano said bitterly. You grinned, taking that as a challenge. You ran ahead of him and jumped in his path, making him stumble backwards.
“That settles it, then. We’re going to spend the rest of the day together, and I’m going to try to make you smile and laugh and just loosen up!” You nudged him playfully and he glared at you.
“Whatever makes you happy, stupida.” He grumbled and you both continued to walk.
Time Skip...(Sunset in the empty park)
You collapsed on the soft grass in exhaustion. You took Romano everywhere, tried everything. The carnival, the comedy shows, the ice cream parlor, and no matter what you saw or did, he wouldn’t smile. He sat next to you in the grass, still grumpy, but secretly curious as to what you were planning next. You looked at his straight face and realized how handsome he actually was. But, damn it, he would be more handsome if he actually smiled!
“Why are you so grouchy all the time, damn it?!” You yelled, breathlessly. Romano looked at your tired face in surprise. A few impatient tears welled up in your eyes, and you turned on your stomach hiding your face in your hands.
“I’ve tried everything that’s supposed to make a person laugh. But for God’s sake, why are you so uptight? Is it just an Italian thing? No, it can’t be because Italy is always so damn hyperactive and cheerful, even though he’s with a so called ‘potato bastard’ who only smiles occasionally. Is it just around me that you don’t smile or laugh? Am I just annoying to you because I’m sorry if I am. All I want is to see you being happy and enjoying life. And I know I sound like some drunk hippie whose all like ‘Peace on you’ and shit. But is it that hard to just smile once? For fuck sake, smile and laugh damn it! It’s good for the fucking soul!” You yelled, knowing full well that you were rambling complete nonsense, probably annoying Romano even more than usual.
Everything was silent between the two of you, when you heard a muffled sound coming from your friend. You looked over to Romano and saw him covering his mouth, shaking, his eyes shut with small tears on the edged. You sat up and stared, a bit frightened.
“Uh, Roma?” You asked cautiously and he suddenly burst out laughing, throwing his head in the air. Both his hands clutched his stomach. He rolled side to side on the grass gasping for breath, slapping his knee, trying to stop, but it was no use. Romano was laughing so hard, he was crying, a breathtaking smile plastered on his face. You stared in complete shock.
“I-It’s-a good for th-the fucking soul?! AHAHAHAHAHA.” He took a couple of deep breaths trying to calm himself down, but in a matter of seconds he was back to his wild laughter. A smile broke on your face as you watched his uncontrollable laughing spasm. The sound was like an angel’s voice to your ears.
“Oh dio, bella! Ti amo, ti amo.” Romano struggled for the words to come out, but you heard them and you process them, and you blushed massively. You crawled a little closer to him, sort of hovering over his face, your (h/l) hair acting like a curtain. Romano calmed down a bit, his smile still there and stared into your eyes. You grinned triumphantly at him.
“You smiled.” You joked, making him chuckle slightly before elevating himself for a kiss. It was soft and loose, partially because neither of you could stop smiling. Romano pulled away and started to laugh again. You looked at him with a confused expression.
“What?” You asked.
“‘Peace on you’? Mio cuore, I’m an italiano, and I can speak-a better english!” He exclaimed. You laughed and slapped him playfully on the arm.
“Shut up and kiss me, stupido.” You whispered, seductively. How could he refuse?
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I know, I curse a lot. But that's good old Roma for ya!! I didn't think that swear words was a good reason for putting the mature content thing on. But if you think the story needs it then let me know plz....
I don't own hetalia or you or the pic
Oh, and I didn't make up the "Peace on you" part. That was from the Italian goes to Malta vid. If you haven't seen it, you have to, it's hilarious. (if there are people around you who don't like cursing I suggest putting on headphones)
Here's the link (I didn't make this vid btw): [link]
I don't own hetalia or you or the pic
Oh, and I didn't make up the "Peace on you" part. That was from the Italian goes to Malta vid. If you haven't seen it, you have to, it's hilarious. (if there are people around you who don't like cursing I suggest putting on headphones)
Here's the link (I didn't make this vid btw): [link]
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bro my oc has short ass hair so i cant really use it as a curtain XD. Anyway this story was amazing!