The sound of chopping and bubbling filled the kitchen as spanish music played from the small speaker.
Romano placed the pasta into the water before taking a tomato and placing it into his mouth. He lightly swung his hips in rhythm to the music.
"Shake it, Roma!" The Spaniard chuckled before pulling the younger man by the hands and proceeding to dance with him.
"Baila, baila. Mueve la cintura!" Spain joked as he danced with the Italian.
"What are you two doing?" They turned to see Prussia with a wild smirk with Germany, England, Japan, and America standing beside him. "Vamos! Dance too!" Spain said away pulling from the Italian and pulling in the English man with him.
"Hey you bloody git! I can't dance this!" He whined as the Spaniard continued to swing him around.
"Okay then 'Mano, let's us dance!" America yelled as he pulled the Italian into a dance. "Why me? Oi bastard you're swinging too hard!" Romano yelled.
"America don't just take my boyfriend!" Prussia yelled trying to get in between the two. America laughed as he swung Romano away from the Prussian everytime.
"Hey, I have to finish cooking!" Romano yelled and America let him go. "Just go sit down or something," he said as he returned to cutting the Tomatoes.
They all left except for Spain and Prussia.
Prussia gently wrapped his arms around Romano before kissing his ear lightly. "I'm happy you're here," he whispered as Romano blushed. "You always say that," he said nudging him off.
"Well it's true. God finally answered my prayers and gave you back to me," Prussia said with a smile. "He's right. We are all happy you came back to us," Spain said also placing a peck onto the Italian's cheek.
Romano woke up a month ago. The two had cried after they saw him. He stayed in the hospital for a few more days before he was allowed back home. Spain threw him a welcome home party with many nations invited. Romano had felt so loved for the first time in centuries. He had yet to gain back all his weight, most of his clothes were still loose on him but with Spain and Prussia around, he knew he would fill them soon.
A light meowing caught his attention and he looked over to Feli standing at his feet. He picked up the cat before placing it onto his head. He fell in love with the kitten when he first met her. She was so short and fat, and her friendly personality reminded him of his younger brother. He often placed the cat onto his head and it would lay there happily, purring and falling asleep if not trying to play with his curl.
He and Spain continued to make food as their guest chatted in the living room. It was cold outside as December arrived.
"Bel and Ned will be here soon," Spain said as they began to place the food into serving dishes. "France and Canada are a few minutes away too."
Lovino nodded as he took the wine out. Prussia took plates to the living room while Lovino quickly made a punch with alcohol. As he was deep in thought a pouring sound caught the attention. He looked over to see France pouring heavy amounts to Alcohol into the drink. "Let's all have fun, non?" He said with a wink. Lovino smirked and nodded before retrieving cups.
The food was set and now everyone had arrived. Everyone ate and joked and it wasn't long before everyone began to get drunk.
After a night of laughing, singing and dancing Everyone decided to sleep over. Prussia turned on the fire place as Lovino brought blankets and pillows. They set large blankets on the floor before laying down in front of the fire place. They layed with their drunkenness fading away. They talked softly before they all fell asleep. Lovino smiled looking at them. Canada was curled up around his bear hugging it tightly while England and Francis were surprisingly cuddled up. Spain held tightly onto a sleeping Japan. America layed sprawled out while Germany slept on the edge facing away from everyone else. Netherlands was asleep on the couch. He had been smoking and managed to get the couch before everyone else and Lovino carried a sleeping Belgium into his guest room and layed her down before pulling the blanket over her and closing the door behind him as he left.
He made his way to his room and changed before looking out the window. He opened it and leaned out looking surprised. Small white specks were sprinkled throughout the city as they fell. "That's rare. It's snowing," he murmured before feeling arms around him. He turned to see Prussia holding him with a soft smile.
He leaned in and felt the warmth of the Albino's lips as they kissed. They pulled away and pressed foreheads lovingly. "I love you, Romano. You are so beautiful. You make me so happy," Prussia said and watched Romano turn red before kissing him again.
Romano woke the next morning sore but warm. The soft light hit him and he shifted in bed to look at the sleeping man beside him. He could see the light red marks on his neck and knew he surely had some everywhere as well. He could feel the warmth from the other man's body as he snuggled closer to him. The fluffy feeling in his toes told him that Feli snuck in last night to sleep with them. The smell of coffee and Waffles surrounded him and he began to grow hungry. But due to the coldness around them he refused to get up. He could see the bedroom window still open from the previous night.
However, no matter how cold the room was, he felt warm with the content he felt. He loved the way life turned out. He's happy cuddling beside the former nation and the small cat by his feet. This was his new family and he loved it.
A few minutes later Prussia woke up too and placed a small kiss onto his nose. He lazily stood and Lovino watched him pull on his clothes while shivering and looking back at Lovino. "Come on. Get dressed liebe," he said softly and Lovino nodded.
He stood and shivered as pulled down the large shirt he wore. He pulled a large hoodie over himself before putting on some pants. The two went downstairs to find everyone in the kitchen, some sitting, some moving about.
They all exchanged good mornings before Lovino joined the cooking team. Prussia left to help Canada make pancakes as Lovino complained that Spain didn't add Enough Tomatoes to the eggs. Francis made coffee as Belgium happily made waffles and Japan set the table.
Soon enough everyone sat in the kitchen with some even standing or sitting on the counters having a large breakfast. Lovino looked around at everyone laughing and arguing.
This was his family too. He loved them but he would never tell them that. He felt lucky to be alive and life seemed beautiful. Just then the words echoed in his mind and he thought of Feliciano.
What was he doing up in heaven? Was he watching him right now? Feliciano.
He watched as everyone left before running to his brother's old studio. Prussia and Feli watched from the doorway as Lovino quickly placed a blank canvas onto an isle and took a pallet and dumped paint onto it.
Lovino pinned his hair back and took the brush. They watched as he began to give large strokes onto the canvas. Only one image stayed in his mind as he painted. The soft colors mixed together and his eyes never left the canvas.
Prussia watched amazed at his Lover. He looked so different while he painted. He seemed focused yet like he was just carelessly smacking the brush onto the canvas. He watched as Feli tried to approach him only to get hit by the paint that dripped from the pallet.
It seemed like forever when Lovino finally stopped and looked at his work. He smiled and look over to the man who sat against the wall. "Do you want to see?" He asked and Prussia jumped up in seconds.
"It's amazing," Prussia said as he looked at it. The painting was done with soft yellows and oranges and though there appeared to be a lack of detail, the picture looked amazing.
He had painted their morning, in the kitchen. He could see each person sitting or standing in their exact places with food spread across the table. He could almost see the gloomy sky from the painted window while the room looked warm and inviting. However one thing was different. A vase with white Lilies was on the counter, beside where Lovino sat. Strange, but he didn't mention it.
"Well? How does it make you feel?" Lovino asked anxiously. "It makes me feel.. warm after a long cold day. It also feels safe and happy, or... what's the word..." Prussia looked for the perfect word before Lovino answered.
"Content?" "Ja! That's it." Prussia exclaimed.
"I named this picture 'happiness'. What do you think?" He asked nervously. "It's perfect and amazing," Prussia replied before leaning in to kiss his boyfriend.
"Nono, let Romano have his privacy!" "But it's getting good!" Rome whined as he watched the two head for the room hand in hand. "Nono, please?" Feliciano begged making the older man sigh in defeat. He watched as the older man left to Germania with a wild grin.
"I- Italy.." Feliciano turned to look at the small boy behind him who blushed brightly. "Can you teach me how to paint again?" The boy asked holding the Paintbrush in his hand. Feliciano smiled. "Yes of course, Holy Rome."
Italy:Ciao~ Feliciano here. Ve~ isn't it nice that fratello is happy again? I like to see him happy. You know one time we were in Rome and Romano was buying pasta and he- have you ever had pasta? It's amazing you should try so-
Romano: Oi Veniziano. You're rambling again.
Italy: sorry Fratello. Oh I know! Why don't you say thanks?
Romano: huh? Why me?
Italy: because it's your story! And Iroyuki was nice enough to give you a happy ending.
Romano: ah... Well I suppose. But I'm not doing it for you Iroyuki! Just for the lovely Bellas reading this
Italy: Ve~ fratello is so smooth.
Romano: we'd like to thank everyone who read this far. Even though she added that bullshit twist
Italy: Now a little fun facts for the readers
1) the original ship for this story was going to be Romerica which is why America was the one to find Romano alone in the park.
Romano: 2) The plot twist was not planned. She just ran out of ways to get to her original ending.
Italy: and 3) Romano was supposed to die after being in a comma and end with no real heaven afterwards.
Romano: What?!
Italy: Ve~ Thanks for reading-
Romano and Italy: We, still as one.
Prussia: Iroyuki does not own the awesome me!
Romano: O-Oi bastard! Get out of here!
Italy: Ve~