Trust Me (secret) X Reader chapter 8The next couple days were spent recovering in bed. Lovino was constantly by your side helping you with whatever you needed albeit grudgingly."Damn it, why do I have to get water for hobos like you," muttered Lovino walking into the room."Thanks Lovi," you said ignoring the insult."Now get some sleep, if you don't get better soon I'll have to keep taking care of you like this,"he said handing you the cup of water."G'night," you said as he walked out the door. You smiled to yourself, despite always acting so distant you could tell he was worried about you.You closed your eyes trying your best not to look out the window, you usually slept around seven as not too be caught in the dark, but as of late you had been sleeping so much in the day you even stayed up all the way up to nine and one time even ten o' clock! This time you had to sleep soon or else...You closed your eyes trying to will yourself asleep, letting exhaustian take over you fell into a nightmare induced slee
RomanoxReader - Italy Brothers Sequel - FINALE"Lovino, we have to go back home tomorrow." I said as the huggable Italian held me close to him as we laid in his bed this same night."You said you wanted to go to Venice __________.""I know but that was before I knew you lied to me. I really had a fun time here, really. I promise you can take me back here during the summer," I kissed his nose."Fine ok," he grumbled and pouted. I was wearing my underclothes and Lovino's T-shirt again and he had on a white T-shirt and boxers. I played with his hair to get him to smile but it only annoyed him."Oh cheer up, look where I am right now." I pulled his chin toward me and kissed him quickly. He smirked a little and ran his fingers through my hair seductively."I like the way the moon shines through the window and hits your face," Lovino whispered and kissed my cheek. "You look like an angel," he finished."Thank you," I whispered back and ruffled his hair again. He looked annoyed again."Why do you always ruin the damn moment?" He growled.
Italy Brothers: Part Twelve"Oh Romano," I pouted and kneeled down in front of him since there was already someone sitting beside him. Then I realized that this was the first time I've ever called him Romano, his one of many nicknames. Lovino looked away from me, looking ashamed."Why the hell are you here ___________?" calm yet rudely asked the Italian. I put my hands on his knees."I came here to kick your ass
. and shouldn't I be asking you that? Why the hell are you here?" I questioned and still trying to get him to look at me. I glanced around for a second and noticed I was putting on a show for all the passengers. My cheeks flushed with pink and I turned my gaze back to Lovino. "You're being really stupid you know!" I finally raised my voice."I have ever right to leave idiota," Lovino huffed, still not looking at me."Yeah, but you're leaving for the wrong reasons. What you heard about me and Fel isn't true. I can't
I can't believe you were so stubborn to actually believe that!" I decided
Italy Brothers: Part SevenI didn't care how my hair might have looked after Lovino poured water on my head. I was focused on wanting to ask Lovino why he acted so angry. 'Was he jealous of me kissing Feliciano?' I thought. There was only one way to find out. I search almost the whole house until I made it in the living room. Lovino was sitting on the couch grumbling to himself. I took a deep breath and decided to start the conversation from where I was standing, a few feet away from the flustered Italian."Lovino, why did you get angry at me?" I asked with little confidence."'Cause, you were being a damn idiota." Lovino glared at me."How long were you watching me and Fel?""Long enough," he snorted."He told me he really likes me," I looked down, blushing."Well bene for you!" he crossed his arms."Lovino do you like me too?" I blurted out. Lovino's eyes softened a little but he still looked mad. He scoffed and stood up."Why the hell would I like you?" the bitter Italian grumbled as he stepped closer in my d
Italy Brothers: Part SixFor a while now, at least a few days, the boys have been acting more and more strange when it came to hugging me or kissing my cheek. I thought it'd be ok to start worrying but I still wasn't sure. Anyway, my Civics presentation with Feliciano went very well and I think we got a good grade. I was relieved and felt better after finally getting it over with. Now I can relax and help Lovino with his art collage. It was Friday night and Lovino and I stood around the desk in his bedroom and examined what he had drawn so far. In the corners he had drawn plates of pasta and baskets of tomatoes. In other areas there was certain colors and drawings of music notes and instruments. I had to help him draw a picture of his brother in one area of the poster. The middle was still bare."Lovino, what's going in the middle? Did you run out of things you liked?" I snickered under my breath. The tired Italian sighed and shrugged."I don't know yet!
Maybe another tomato. B-but either way I want to fi
Italy Brothers: Part FourIt's been few weeks since the Italy brothers were exchanged at our school and I wouldn't have made better friends with another pair of brothers. We spent a lot of time together at school and outside of school. I've gotten to know Lovino and Feliciano a lot better and I consider them my closest friends at the moment. They really take the time to talk and listen to me. I've always thought people didn't cared what I said or thought. Not that I care what they say or think about me but still. It's one of those things where I know my opinion doesn't matter to some people. I've never been a person that people automatically think to talk to if they need advice or have a problem. Now with the Vargas boys, that's all changed. They make me feel important to this world.I was walking to Art class with Lovino, like what we've been doing everyday, and he was making me smile as always. He poked my hand quickly which grabbed my attention to look at his face. He looked a little embarrassed."________,
Italy Brothers: Part TwoMy English teacher, Ms Gregory, beamed as she stepped to the front of the class room. She gestured to the Italy brothers to come to the front of the room. The cheerful brother kept smiling while his brother kept looking annoyed."Ok class, settle down," she started, "I'm sure you all have already noticed the two new faces in our class. This is Feli--fel
maybe you two better introduce yourselves instead." She smiled away her embarrassment."Ok~! My name is Feliciano Vargas! It is really, really nice to be here!" He was the adorable happy brother. He nudged his uptight brother who grunted in return."I'm Lovino Vargas
some people like to call me Romano." He sighed and stuck his hands in his dark jeans pockets. Feliciano waved to the class and laughed. The whole class started clapping at the command of our teacher. Some girls squealed like they saw a bundle of cute puppies."Are you two willing to answer some questions from the class?" Asked my 'this-is-an-excuse-to-not-grade-pa