'Lovino falls in love with Germany, and will do everything to keep his attention to him'
Germany x Italies threesomes are welcome! Bonus points if you add jealous!possessive! and LULZ!
I NEED THIS ANON...!
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Eyes on Me Potateo breath! Chp 1 Häagen-Dazs
Lovino wasn't sure exactly when he realized it.
Ludwig was very tall ,Handsome and Blond...but so was Francis. He was really strict and hated Tomatoes. Though Lovino only loved Tomato's because of Antonio raising him. Or that was the excuse he told himself.
Romano guessed that he must have fallen in love with that big potato brained bumpkin when he protected him from Francis.
Of course a man with Lovino's grace and social skills could have only thanked him one way.
He'd felt his heart fluttering when Ludwig had sighed and patted him on the head. Of course he quickly moved two yards away and resumed his normal friendliness.
"Bah. I wasn't scared of that Wine drinker. " He huffed when Germany looked down at him with those piercing Blue eyes. Eyes that screamed 'omg get your head out of my pants!' at him.
Now Lovino sat by Ludwig and His 'twin' brother as they ate gelato. Felicano was very affectionate and taking Ludwig's attention from him.
What did Lovino have that Felicano had more of?
Lovino tapped his spoon loudly on the table to get his attention and then scoffed.
"I bet you'd rather eat H agen-Dazs than this. Right Potato bastard?"
"I don't really eat Ice cream." Ludwig said looking annoyed that Lovino was starting on him. He'd been so quiet that Ludwig had almost forgotten he was there.
Romano frowned , 'Damn it! 'he shouted inwardly.
"tch. You have no taste at all!" he vented as he scooped up some of his peach Gelato.
After Lovino went to all the trouble of finding a Gelato store that served Potatoes flavored ice cream and then convinced Felicano to get there.
"Ungrateful bastard" he growled under his breath.
"Ve... But Germany this shop has yam flavored gelato. Romano said that's why he-"
" Felicano!"
Lovino had to turn his body and hunch his shoulders to hide the bright red blush on his face.
No one saw the slight smirk on Felicano's normally dense face.
"Hey Hey Germany, Yours is melting!" Felicano said sweetly while taking Ludwigs's hand and licking the melted liquid from it.
Ludwig's face turned a shade of Red and Romano began to sulk.
"I-Italy! That...That's what napkins are for!" he gasped trying to remain stoic.
"Add another thing to the list of things Felicano is better at than I am " he grumbled getting up.
Ludwig looked up from his scolding and frowned.
Lovino was a complicated guy but Ludwig could see that he was upset about something.
Then he realized that Felicano didn't find this place on his own. He could hardly use a GPS without asking Ludwig or Japan to help.
"R...Romano. "
Lovino froze mid step when he heard his name coming from Ludwig's lips.
"W-What do you want , bastard..?" He demanded putting on his normal gritty tone.
"I appreciate the effort. I should have said I didn't like Ice cream earlier. "
Lovino slowly moved his body to face Ludwig , he was expecting a smug grin like the other times.
Like the time he'd finally decided to beat up Germany for daring to say Felicano was of German decent too.
He'd been so upset then that Germany was saying he was closer to Felicano than Lovino was.
The amused smile on Ludwig's face when he raised his head hurt him worse.
He was definitely not expecting a smile.
When Lovino imagined what a smile from Ludwig looked like He'd never expected such a sweet shy one. Not from this muscular Adonis of a man.
Ludwig sighed and stood up. He took a small bite of the gelato and squinted.
"Uh... this is worse than ice cream..." he moaned as so much sugar rushed to his brain.
"Shows what you know!" Lovino barked trying to cover up how very happy he was. "Gelato is the best! better than anything from Your country! Go back and eat your precious German made Häagen-Dazs"
Ludwig blinked as he just stared at Romano for a minute.
"Actually Häagen-Dazs is a American ice cream brand. " he said looking rather smug.
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Felicano was sitting next to him with a confused look plastered on to cover up how very irritated he was.
'Why was Lovino trying to take Germany from him? ' ,Felicano pondered as he watched them exchange words, 'Didn't he have Prussia, France and Spain already in his corner?'
That years nation meeting Ludwig could not repress a grin when America suggested ice cream. "Hey... Ro-ma-no?" he called and then held up A Häagen-Dazs tub.
Lovino made a face too priceless for a description. Ludwig couldn't keep his laughter to himself. The other nations , who had never heard him laugh before , just stared at him. Some looked at Romano and then at Ludwig who was holding his stomach.
Lovino sank to the floor and hid his face , he was blushing ear to ear his stoic air was completely ruined now. Ludwig eventually stopped laughing , about the time when Felicano strolled over with a indescribable look. He glanced at the tub and plastered a sweet smile.
"Heyy...Gerrmmmannny?" He cooed while holding up a fresh gelato. "You should try sorbet!"
Ludwig glanced at Felicano and then at the cowering Lovino.
"Ah OK...Hold on Italy." he muttered with a dis-interesting look. He walked over to Romano and then slapped him on the back.
"I'm just teasing." he said with a smile and then turned to Felicano.
Lovino whimpered because Ludwig didn't seem to know he always hit too hard. The southern Italian was positive he would have a large red hand print shaped bruise on his back for a month.
He paused seeing a really irritated scowl on Felicano's face. Or at least he thought he saw it , When he rubbed his eyes Felicano was smiling with his normal thick headed look.
"Veeeee?" Felicano murmured tilting his head cutely.
As soon as Ludwig was in front of him , Felicano turned at shot Lovino a vicious look like ' back off he's mine bitch!' then skipped over to the German. His arm slipped around Ludwig's making the German stiffen a bit and then sigh softly.
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Back in the meeting room Romano sighed as he ate out of the Häagen-Dazs tub. Alfred had seen him pick it up and then forced him to get it saying it was the best ice cream ever.
It wasn't bad, Romano thought , but homemade cranked ice cream was way better. Lovino made a sentimental smile as he remembered being forced into making Ice cream with Alfred and Spain one day.
Lovino wasn't aware that Ludwig had decided a moment before to check on him. He stared at the normally scowling Italian with a surprised expression. He looked really handsome when he smiled like that. Felicano who had been garnering all Ludwig's attention growled menacingly. He was getting fed up with this.
It was all well and good back when Ludwig and Lovino argued all the time because then he got to be the sweet angel character. But now , if he wasn't careful, Ludwig might see that he was not so innocent.
Felicano wasn't sure what possessed him to do it. The three of them were walking down the stairs when Ludwig turned to talk to Lovino. Something with in him snapped and Felicano had stuck his leg out before Lovino.
Felicano wished he could take it back as soon as he realized what he'd done.
Lovino felt something hard knock him off balance and himself quickly fall forward.
It was then that Ludwig acted. His blue eyes flashed with determination as he hopped down a step and caught the Southern Italian with one hand while holding onto the banister with the other.
"Are you OK?" he asked with a serious scowl.
Felicano sighed with relief and sat down on the step clinching his head.
What was he thinking?
He wasn't.
He almost Killed his older brother.
And for what?
So what if Ludwig was being nice to Lovino , The guy had nearly no friends.
It didn't mean that Ludwig liked him. Right?
RIGHT!
Felicano rubbed his head wanting the strange frantic voice in his head to shut up.
He looked up to see a ear to ear blush spread across Lovino's face. His eyes looking sparklingly at Ludwig.
Then Felicano forgot himself for a moment once more.
"He's fine. Big brothers just a klutz."
Lovino and Ludwig glanced at Felicano who quickly grabbed Ludwig and dragged him away.
Lovino just sat there with a comically confused look.
"ROMMAAAAA! "
Lovino glanced up in time to be tackle glomped by America.
"I heard you screaming like a victim in Scream 2! Are you OK , man?"
Lovino probably would have been more touched if Alfred's face wasn't way too close to his.
England was right behind America looking annoyed. "Alfred! His leg might be broken , you are only making it worse." he said with a strained voice like he was trying to be nicer to the American.
Almost as soon as Alfred got off him and started to help him up , Lovino's left shin made a loud crack. Lovino tried to swallow a loud shriek , he wasn't very successful.
"Wow your kinda a wimp, dude." Alfred said with a innocent look.
It made it impossible for Lovino to get mad without looking bad for doing so.
Ludwig let Felicano drag him away only because he had heard America's signature converse shoes coming. And England usually followed Alfred so Lovino was going to be taken care of.
But after a safe distance he dug his feet in.
"Felicano."
Italy flinched hearing the disappointment in Germany's tone of voice.
"I know. Your lucky I was there."
Italy let go but didn't turn around.
"Are you that stupid?"
Italy didn't answer , out loud.
Germany made a scoff and then turned around. Only then did Italy speak.
"Germany... Do you love me?"
Germany stopped and looked at the back of Italy's head. Then he looked down at the offending foot.
"I used to think so. But... If Your going to behave like this-"
"I'm sorry! I'll be good!" Italy cried as he glomped the taller man.
Italy was suddenly pocket sized and crying buckets , Ludwig couldn't keep a scowl on his face when Felicano was like this.
"Please tell that to Your brother. " was all he said.
Italy felt so ashamed that he'd reacted so violently. He only used to do that to enemies if he was cornered. Did he consider Romano a enemy now?
He wasn't sure.
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Lovino stood before his mirror , well more that he leaned. The crutches were probably not necessary but he didn't want to argue with America. His denseness was second only to Felicano's and it made arguing with him foolhardy at best.
He glanced at the bruise on his back, hand shaped. Ludwig had such big hands, Lovino wondered what else was big. Then he shook his head.
"Out of my head dirty thoughts! "
Felicano's bed was empty. He was probably sleeping with Ludwig.
Lovino frowned at sat down carefully on his bed.
He recalled what France had told him.
It was pointless , Felciano always wins.
he was probably right. Lovino should just give up.
No.
Lovino couldn't give up. If nothing else he was going to make sure Germany looked at him.
Lovino looked at his left leg noticing a large pink mark. "Huh? When did i get this? " he wondered aloud. Then was about the time that Felicano had come in to admit what he'd done. But seeing the confused look on his older brother made him change his mind. "Big Brother? Please look where you're stepping next time." he said with a sweet, worried expression.
"Ah... I will." Lovino breathed as he just stared at Felicano.
Ludwig didn't see this so he assumed that Lovino had forgiven Italy when he saw them making breakfast the next morning.