Yes im back baby. Also happy Thanks Giving! or if your not from America happy Thursday or Friday...? Maybe? Possibly? or if your having a bad day my heart is with you. Okay well any ways I didn't get my computer fixed yet so yeah that's still an issue. WELL TO THE STORY.


Prussia walked down the stairs quietly as possible, finally reaching the bottom to hear light footsteps from around the corner. Walking around the corner he saw a dark figure standing in the middle of the living room. "W-who goes there?"

The figure turned around slowly.

"Oh kesesesese it's you."


Where is that bastard he's been down there for too long. Lovino thought to himself looking down at his ring he received earlier that night from such bastard before standing and slipping one of Gilberts large tees over his heads.

Walking down the stairs he heard voices coming from the living room, the light just confirmed that they were in there. He walked around the corner into the doorway of the living room.

"Bonjour mon petite Italien." Said the intruder

"Why are YOU here?" the Italian asked in a harsh tone before switching his glare from France to Prussia.

"Vell you're looking mmm… so good" Francis teased winking at Romano, making him blush and remember he wasn't wearing anything but a large tee-shirt. It was Gilberts turn to glare at the French pervert. Lovino made his way to the unoccupied love set trying not to let the shirt ride up past his thighs. He felt exposed already Frances stare just adds to him feeling naked. Gilbert noticing this he moved to sit by his fiancée.

"So, Francis," Prussia said breaking the silence and distracting the Parisian from Lovino ", you never said why you were here. It's not like I don't enjoy seeing you, but it's almost three A.M."

"Oh oui, the thing is… Angleterre kicked me out….again." the French man said, head hung in embarrassment.

"Mi chiedo perché" (I wonder why) Romano muttered under his breath.

"Rough, well you know you always are welcome here. But you could have called first." Prussia said welcomingly, adding a bit of annoyance to the end.

"Vell I would have if I known you had une belle italienne with you." Francis said smirking towards said Italian.

Lovino didn't like the hint of suggestiveness in his voice. He scooted closer to Prussia, who took advantage of this opportunity and wrapped an arm around his waist.

"But from the looks of it you and little Lovi," France chuckled copying Spains nickname "were in the middle of something"

Romano blushed furiously, making both perverted countries chuckle.

"I could always help, you know." Francis said still with that infuriating grin on his face.

"Kesese~ Maybe next time," Prussia said jokingly, but Lovino didn't feel all too sure it was a joke ((I really want to do some BTT X Romano thing maybe possibly next chapter eeh eeh but first I probably need to introduce Spain of I could do just France & Prussia X Romano tell me in the comment thingy)) "but tonight was a special night for me and MY Lovino." Gilbert said, making Lovino roll his eyes at the place of owner ship before his name.

"Oh really?" France asked truly interested in what happened between the two.

"Mmm hmm, he said yes" Prussia said proudly holding Lovinos hand up to show of the ring to Francis.

"I'm so happy for the two of you, I need to tell Angleterre about this!" France said pulling his phone out of his pocket.

"Didn't he kick your ass out? He probably doesn't, I don't know, want to talk to you. Have you ever thought of that? Maybe he wants to be alone." Interrupted the Italian, who has been cursing under his breath and trying to hide himself the whole time, rude and angrily.

"Vell zat vas not very nice." Prussia said down to his lover.

"Well I'm not NICE " Lovino shoot back

"I can tell" Gilbert said before kissing behind Romanos ear then looking back at the recently forgotten Francis staring at them "Francis you welcome to have the spare room if you'd like."

"Ugh I'm going back to bed" Said by one irritated Lovino.

"I will join you in a moment." Prussia informed removing his arm from the small feminine like waist, allowing Romano to stand and walk away.

"Merci, but I would like a drink before I retire if you don't mind." Said the Parisian with a perfect view of the retreating Italians half covered back side and blessing the gods for every moment.

Feeling two sets of eyes on his ass Lovino walked faster. After turning the corner both countries snapped out of the trance.

"umm wine right?" rhetorically asked the German before disappearing into the kitchen grabbing a bottle of red wine, bought by Romano of course Prussia preferred beer, that Romano would yell at him for taking and a beer for himself.

I already regret tomorrow. Romano thought as he walked up the stairs.

Well hoped you enjoyed this short chapter im really tired but I haven't updated in a long time so I had to also if you didn't know I have a tumblr if you want to see any stupid prompts I come up with it is URL: Theyseemehonkin Title: Its a fangirls life after all. GO SELF PROMOTION YEAH! Well anyways there is a piece of pumpkin pie left with my name on it so, Dexter out, peace