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Now on to my fluffed up story!
Balance...balance...You think nervously, holding three big bags from your last shopping trip. A new school year was about to start so, of course, that meant you needed more school supplies. Like new clothes, notebooks, pencils, and so on. You also needed to go grocery shopping for your mom before heading home, though you weren't sure if you'd be able to hold any more than you already had. You could barely see past the bags, which were held in front of your chest, blocking most of your view, and your arms felt like they'd fall off at any moment.
Sighing, you sometimes wished you weren't so responsible. You wanted to make your parents proud, so you worked hard each passing day. You're considered to be a model student at school, getting great grades from staying up longer than you should studying. You even helped out around the house by cleaning a lot. Speaking of that, you remembered that your mom had asked if you'd clean the bathroom today. You're always so busy, it made you want to eat England's food. Then, you would be too sick to do anything!
Okay, so you definitely were not that desperate. But still, a small break from everything would be amazingly helpful for your aching body. Or at least hanging out with your friend, Feliciano. He could make anyone with a cold heart smile with his warming personality. His cheerfulness made their days brighter, happier, especially yours.
You met him about seven months ago at one of your friend's, Alfred to be exact, parties. At first, you thought he was just some player, because he not only flirted with you, but every other pretty girl that came into his sight. Though he seemed kind of...dense. You didn't like calling him that, but you couldn't really deny he wasn't the brightest light flashing light bulbs. So you went ahead and started making small talk with him, seeing no harm in doing so.
Since you weren't looking for any kind of romantic relationship, you made it clear to him that if he kept flirting with you, you'd stop talking to him. He seemed pretty sadden by this, until he spotted another girl to flirt with instead, which made you feel somewhat annoyed. Yet you shook the feeling off, wanting to stay in the friend zone with him. It would have been a lot easier if he wasn't so dang adorable!
Yes, now that you think about it, you may have a small crush on him. Who were you kidding? You had a huge crush on him, sadly. Since he's kind of dense, and such a flirt, you didn't hold your hopes up for him feeling the same way. To make yourself feel better, you'd blame being stuck in the friends zone with him.
So lost in thought, you felt yourself being pushed to the ground by bumping into someone. Now, all of your shopping bags were empty from having your supplies coming out everywhere. Groaning while running a single hand through your silky hair, you mutter a small apology without looking up at who you ran into.
"(Name?) It is'a (Name!) What are you'a doing on the ground? Oh, I'a bumped into you'a! Sorry about that! Let me'a help pick those up, vee~" A cheerful voice, you knew all too well, said happily as he lowered himself next to you, putting your things into the shopping bag.
"Hey, Feliciano..." You greeted somewhat joyfully, although it sounded more depressed, almost having put all of your stuff back into their bags. You were very happy to see him, but knew you had to finish your chores soon, meaning you couldn't talk with him too long at all.
To you, he doesn't seem to take notice in your gloomy tone of voice as he helps you stand back up, him holding one of the shopping bags. He tilted his head a bit, staring into the bag before locking his gaze back to yours. Your heart beat picked up speed a little when he walked closer towards you. Before you could blink an eye, his hand was holding yours, running the opposite direction you were going.
"F-Feliciano, w-where are we g-going?" You stutter out, trying to keep up with his speed while desperately holding onto your other two bags so they wouldn't fall from your tightly held grasp.
"You'a forgot to buy the pasta, vee~!"
He better think his lucky stars he's so cute. Because after buying the most 'amazing food ever', Feliciano had used his ultimate weapon against you when returning to his own house, those darn puppy-dog eyes! Making you stay, help cook, eat, and clean the dishes.
You discovered it was late at night when you went outside for some fresh air that didn't smell of pasta. You sigh sadly while staring into the sky, seeing stars shining brightly in the sky like rare, beautiful jewels. Your parents were probably worried sick about you. Also, you never finished your list of chores.
"(Name?) Why are you'a outside? Are you'a bored? Wanna make some more pasta? Let's make some more pasta, vee~!" Before he could pull you back into the house, you sidestep him. Cooking with him is a lot of fun, but you might die from pasta overload if you ate anymore.
"No thanks, Feli...I just wanted some fresh air, no big deal..." You whisper in your sadden tone, sitting on the porches steps, as does Feliciano. You didn't think he'd notice your mood, so you sigh once again before giving him a worn out smile. He wasn't too good at sensing the atmosphere, just like your goofy American friend. No wonder him and Feliciano got along so well.
But when you felt something warm holding your left hand, you gasped. Lifting your eyes quickly from the ground to your hand, you feel a small blush creeping it's way onto you. Feliciano had taken hold of your hands, rubbing soothing circles using his thumb.
Letting your eyes trail further up, your heart screams loudly with it's faster beats when you see his eyes are opened, revealing sparkling Amber irises that put stars to shame. He smiles happily at you, lifting your hands up so they're in the middle of you both, also letting his right hand grasp them as well.
"If (Name) is'a feeling bad, let me'a know so I'a can make it better, vee~! I'll always be here to make you'a happy, night or day." He pulls you closer by tugging your hands gently, leaving hardly an inch of space between your faces. Forget tomato red, you're the newest, darkest crimson to ever exist in this world, or even universe. "Whenever you'a want or need me'a, because I'a want your heart to shine with the happiness I'a know it has, vee~!"
"Feli...Answer this for me, please...Why did you stop flirting with me when I asked? B-Because you didn't l-listen to the other girl, who had a boyfriend, when she said it..." You breathe out the little air you had left, because staring into those eyes can leave someone severely breathless.
"I'a wanted to make you'a happy...But if you'a would let me, I'd tell you'a everyday...come sei bella." He looks up at the sky for a moment, then returning his soften gaze back to your widen eyes. Kissing both your hands, he leans closer towards you, stopping just so his lips lightly grazed yours. "Tu sei una stella, la mia stella. Ti amo, (Name,) vee~" With that, the loving Italian softly presses his lips onto yours, causing strange yet incredible emotions to swirl inside of you, mostly your rapidly beating heart.
When did he become so...romantic? Wait...He couldn't hang out last week because he was visiting Francis! Is...Is this why he spent all day there? To...learn all this? F-For me?You feel your eyes water with tears of happiness. He would actually take time out of his pasta eating day just to be able to make you feel happier and loved? Maybe this wasn't just a simple crush you felt for him. By the way your heart is sighing blissfully, it's far from being a crush.
You let your eyes slowly close, his doing the same while he wrapped his arms around your waist. Hands making themselves at home in his Auburn hair, you feel his own start trailing up your back, then down again where he began rubbing the middle gently. You also caress him, slightly tugging at his soft hair. You knew of his...odd curl, so you made sure not to touch it. At least, for now...
When you feel a hand starting to stroke your thigh, did you let out a surprised gasp. Feliciano took his chances, slipping his tongue into your sweetness swiftly. He licks the tip of your tongue before wrapping it with his own slowly. You let out a small moan as he slides it up and down, sucking on your pink treat occasionally.
You were somewhat sick of pasta, but the way it tasted on him made you want more. The mixture of pasta, pizza, and wine was, surprisingly, absolutely delicious. You couldn't think of anyone else who could pull off such a taste, let alone a completely appetizing one.
But soon enough, the chilly night air was calling for you to breathe.
Breaking the kiss, Feliciano cups both your cheeks after kissing them softly. He gives you a bright, yet loving, smile. He didn't seem at all out of breath as you were. In fact, he was breathing perfectly normal. Which caused your curiosity to spark.
"H-How come you're not out of breath after k-kissing like that?"
"Siete la mia aria."
He nuzzles your neck, giving it a light kiss. You giggle as it somewhat tickles, kissing his forehead when he raised his head back up to your eye level. Francis taught this adorable, Italian lover well.
"(Name,) show me'a your beautiful smile, vee~"
Finally after busy, stressful weeks of chores and getting ready for the new school year, you smile truly happily. You were right, that Feliciano could make anyone feel great happiness. But who would of known just how much love he also could make you feel?
"You really do make me happy, Feliciano. Thank you..." You say, your voice barely above a whisper as you hug him around the neck. He returns it, embracing you closely, breathing into your ear lovingly while his right hand runs through your soft hair.
"Ti amo, (Name,) vee~ "
"Ti amo, Feliciano~ "
Extended ending.
"Hey, Feli...Since it's so late, can I stay here tonight?"
"Of course! You'a can sleep in my bed with me'a since Germany isn't here! And then, we can eat pasta for breakfast tomorrow~!"
"Great! Oh, and can I brush your hair before we go to bed?"
"Okay~ But why would you'a wanna do that, vee~?"
"You'll see~"
Let's see just how much Francis taught him~
Come sei bella = How beautiful you are
Tu sei una stella, la mia stella = You are a star, my star
Ti amo = I love you
Siete la mia aria = You are my air
Song inspiration. "We are POP CANDY!"
I GOTZ MY INTERNET BACK! NOW YOU MUST SUFFER BY READING MY CRAP! I should of had it back on the 19th, but we couldn't get the dang thing to work! So then, some dude had to come over early this morning to do it for us. And I hope the Italian words are right! There is no way in hell I'm gonna use Google translate!
Just how did I make this so damn fluffy? I've been listening to "Rotten Girl, Grotesque Romance" halfway through writing for goodness sake! I swear, I smile the most creepiest smile that would even have Russia crying when listening to it...I scared the shiz out of my little brother when he came into my room...then he ran out like a bat outta hell.
I'd like to give a big thanks to everyone who has favorite/reviewed/add to story story alerts/favorite author(and thanks a lot if you do the same to this) Ya make me so freaking happeh! And, like, the best thing, like, happened yesterday. I, like, found out I'm part Polish! So, I can, like, talk like this and not feel bad, because, like, it's okay! So I'm totally, like, gonna annoy my buddy because she, like, hates it when people, like, talk like this! XD
You can blame the song "Spice!" for the Extended ending. It made the part of my mind that has been invaded by France go "Ohonohonohon~"
Hetalia © Hidekaz Himaruya
Hidekaz Himaruya © Mother Russia
You © Italy
Italy © Pasta, white flags and You