#flavio vargas x reader

[somehow-a-writer]

Brothers {2P North & South Italy X Poly Reader}

(Y/N) lived with Luciano, Flavio, Klaus, Lutz, and Kuro. The house and property were thankfully quite spacious thanks to the financial income of the Italians alone; that's not to say everyone else didn't work as well. Actually, you practically had to convince Klaus, Luciano, and Flavio that you wanted to keep your job. Everyone was special to you in some way, shape, or form. Klaus was like an older brother to you, definitely a better influence than your siblings. Lutz and Kuro liked to mess with you but they still cared for you. Not like Kuro would willingly or easily admit to that though. 

As for Flavio and Luciano, you had fallen for them and man did you fall hard. They would flirt with you and you would always flirt back. You weren't especially close to either but to say you weren't anxious about telling them that you were polyamorous or that you were in love with both of them would be quite the lie. It made you extremely anxious to potentially lose two people you cared so deeply for. But you never know what life will through at you.

You were waiting for the kettle you rummaged through the cabinets for the tea that you and Klaus wanted. You sighed, noticing it was slightly just out of your reach. You stood on your tip toes, using the counter for extra support in trying to get higher. Lutz came in to grab a snack, and noticing your struggle he decided to help. Well, maybe not help you per se. Right as you grabbed the box of tea, he smacked your ass which earned a surprised squeak from you.

You whipped around to see who the culprit was, despite having a pretty fair guess. "For fucks sake, really Lutz!?" He shoots you a cheeky grin and a shrug before looking through the pantry. 

"What can I say frau[1]? I couldn't resist." Klaus and Luciano walk in, Klaus going over to you to grab the mugs while Luciano goes to investigate why you were shouting. Klaus grabbed a couple of mugs, holding them up to check your approval; after earning a nod, he set them down and added the tea bags to them before you added the water. 

"Lutz, what did you do this time?" You set the kettle down, leaning against the counter beside Klaus to see what happens. Lutz simply shrugged. 

"Don't worry too much about it. It's just Lutz being Lutz." Luciano gave you a questioning look before reaching over and giving Lutz a DiNozzo smack.

"I swear, if he does something you don't like then say something or give him a smack so he learns." Luciano sighed as he grabbed a mug and tea bag of his own, filling the cup with water after throwing the bag in. You give a sheepish smile before taking a drink. Klaus gives you a supportive pat on the back, taking a drink from his mug.

"Mmm... Good choice for tea. We don't have this enough." Klaus hums softly as he lowers his mug.

"Agreed. I think it's one of our newer ones though. Definitely need to have more often though." You smile, letting the mug warm your hands. Lutz and Luciano talked about various things while Klaus and you partially listened. Kuro walked passed, giving a small, questioning pause as to why almost everyone was standing around the kitchen; he quickly shrugged it off before continuing on his way to the backyard to practice his swordsmanship.

After breaking up an agreement between Luciano and Lutz before it got out of hand, you washed up your now-empty mug. As you were just finishing up you heard fast approaching footsteps. Before you could turn around, however, someone excitedly glomped you from behind. You didn't really have to turn around to know that it was Flavio. "Bella! I found the best pattern and fabric for a dress and I want you to be the one to have it. Will you let me take your measurements and get you fitted for it? Per favore[2]?"

"I don't know, Flavi... You know I'm not really one for dresses." It's not because they weren't your style or anything. You actually found them quite cute. It was because you were self-conscious about being curvier than most. Which ended up in you avoiding certain clothes, even if you loved them. Everyone, whether you knew they or not, would swear that you look gorgeous no matter what. They got a point too.

Flavio shook his head, turning you around to face him. "Si, I know. But you know what I also know? Sometimes the best way to fight insecurities about something is to just do the thing. No matter what it is. Want to create something artistic but nervous about the results? Just do it. You can gain experience and it doesn't have to be your only attempt either. Besides, even if you may be worried about the results, doesn't mean the final product won't turn out amazing."

Halfway through listening, you rested your head against his chest. You already gave in since you know he had a damn good point. "Alright, I guess. I can't exactly fight you there. Lead the way." Flavio grins proudly as he takes hold of your hand before dragging you off to his studio. He seemed more excited about this project than some of his other recent ones. You couldn't place why though. You were just happy to see him with a replenished spark. 

Once you arrived at the studio, Flavio guided you behind a folding curtain. "Strip down to your undergarments. It gives more accurate measurements and it'll be easier when you try on pieces before I begin sewing. Don't worry, I have a robe for you for in between." You could feel the heat rise to your cheeks as you followed his instructions. You shyly step out from behind the curtain, one arm crossed over your torso to hold the other.

"Now what do you want me to do?" Flavio gestured to a small pedestal nearby. You walked over and stood on top of it as Flavio took the measuring tape off from around his neck and came up to you.

"You know bella, this set really suits you. I could eat you right up." He commented, giving you a wink as he went to write down the first set of measurements. if it wasn't clear you were blushing before, it was now. You could've sworn your face warmed up five degrees more. The rest of the measuring went by quickly and soon enough you were handed the robe while Flavio went to get started on the fabric. You slipped on the robe before sitting on the couch, absentmindedly scrolling through social media on your phone.

Occasionally there would chatter between both of you as he worked, as well as some flirting here and there when the opportunity arose. Before you knew it, Flavio had everything pinned together for the first part and had you back on the pedestal to check for any adjustments. He helped you carefully put it on so you wouldn't accidentally poke yourself on any of the pins. You watched as he looked around, making a couple of adjustments here and there. 

You didn't notice the soft smile that graced your lips as you watched him so concentrated on his work. You always admired his passion for fashion and how talented he was. Every time his fingers brushed against your skin it was quickly followed by goosebumps dancing around. Flavio had to constantly remind himself to keep focused on the project at hand. However, that didn't stop him from leaving butterfly kisses in a few random spots. Every small kiss earned a bit of a shiver from you which left Flavio trying harder to keep his focus and you trying not to melt under his touch every time.

Once he seemed satisfied with it, he helped you out of the top and went to sew it together. you slipped the robe back on again before sitting down and scrolling through your phone. You ended up back on the pedestal not too much longer later due to sewing being a much faster process. He seemed satisfied with it, giving a bit of a nod. "We're not quite done with this piece just yet so please bear with me for more pins." Flavio gave you an apologetic smile, knowing how annoying pins can be especially when you're the one at risk of accidentally being stabbed by them.

You give a small smile back, nodding. "No problem. You have a vision and I trust you without a doubt. Besides, I know you're not going to treat me like a pin cushion." The two of you share a small giggle as he grabs the next bit of fabric to be pinned on and into place. As Flavio works, you hear the door open, causing your cheeks to flush a bright pink. You glanced at a nearby mirror that was pointed towards the door and noticed Luciano stood frozen in the doorway with a book in his hands; he seemed just as surprised as you were, his mouth slightly agape and his eyes widened. He wasn't expecting to walk in and see you practically half naked, to be fair neither were you.

Luciano cleared his throat, walking over to the couch and setting the book down on it. Flavio shot his brother a questioning look between adding pins. Luciano never comes in here when he knows Flavio is working leaving the latter confused. "Mi dispiace[4] for interrupting. (Y/N), your sister was trying to get ahold of you about planning something. I guess it was kind of urgent because she called the house phone." You furrow your brows, trying to think about what could've been so urgent.

Not wanting to disturb Flavio's groove too much, you ask Luciano to bring your phone over so you can call (S/N) back. Or at least return her texts. Luciano nodded and brought it over, standing off to the side. He looked at the cover for the pattern. "Is this the one you're making for the bella?" He looked up at you both, watching you quickly type away responses to help your sister. 

"Hm? Oh, si! Don't you think it will look magnifica[5] on her?" Flavio questions, finishing the last of the pinning of the extra layer of fabric. "Okay... Everything is in place. You don't have to worry too much about being poked unless one moves for some reason. Luci, can you lend me a hand for a moment?" You hum in acknowledgment, putting your arms up. It didn't take too long to pick up on how Flavio helped remove the garment to keep everything in place but also so you wouldn't accidentally poke yourself.

"Mhmm. Very much so." Luciano quirked a brow for a moment before going over to help his brother. Better to help and get it done sooner rather than later. For a couple of reasons but he also thought you were getting a bit chilly and would want to wrap up in the robe. Once the top part was removed, you and Luciano went to the couch, he helping you into the robe. You smile and kiss his cheek as you tie the string in the front. You sit down, grabbing the book and patting the spot next to you. Luciano wordlessly sits beside you, pulling you against him.

You rest your head against his chest, smiling a bit more up at him. "Thank you." You opened up your book to where you last left off. Everything seemed peaceful. It was nice being able to cuddle up to Luciano as you read, listening to Flavio work a few feet away and occasionally humming to something playing in his head. You were still a bit embarrassed by the fact you were just in your underwear and either a robe part of the time or half-covered the other part. It was something that took getting used to. Not to mention how chilly it was in such little clothing. A lot of learning was done today as well as a newfound respect for what models have to deal with.

There was an occasional chat as time went by. Flavio worked on sewing the top portion once again, going a bit slower than before so the fabric didn't bunch up and create extra problems. As you were reading, the book took a bit of a spicy turn for a moment. You tried your best to casually tilt your book so Luciano couldn't see but unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, he noticed what you were trying to do. A mischievous smirk played at the corners of his lips, leaning closer to your ear. He whispered in a lower voice, nearly making you jump; not because it sounded bad or anything, you just weren't expecting how low he could go.

"Trying to hide something, are we? Oh? Naughty, naughty girl~." You could feel your face heating up, even stretching to your ears. You hurriedly used the book to cover your face, hoping to hide the worst of the blush. It didn't make any real difference, well aside from potentially helping you try to recover from that mini-heart attack. Luciano chuckled, using the arm that was wrapped around you to give you a small squeeze. "Adorabile[6]." You let out an embarrassed little whine, peering up at him from over the top of your book. 

It took at least a good five minutes for your heart to recover him Lucianos' teasing. Part of why it made it harder was that smirk, his chuckle and damn his voice could get you normally. But that? God damn. No matter how much teasing or various antics you've dealt with from the Italian brothers, you didn't think you would ever truly get used to it. As for the brunette beside you? He loved your different reactions. He didn't always express it but it always made his heart swell. Every time he tried something new or reused something, he wondered you'd react. And he loved every single one. The blonde working across the room was fairly the same. He loved teasing you. He was curious about your reactions and often fawned over you afterward, talking about how adorable you were. He, without fail, would always react one way or another to your reactions to his teasing.

After a couple more chapters, Flavio called you over to the pedestal. You tried on the top once again, Flavio checking to make sure everything was correct thus far and if anywhere needs adjusting. Seemingly satisfied, he helped you into the pinned skirt. He adjusted a few parts, repinning them before stepping back and looking it over thus far. "Perfect. Now bella, you're going to be dealing with quite a few more pins with this part. There's a couple extra layers after this base but I promise it will be worth it."

"Ah, okay. I am growing more excited as you finish each piece. I'm sure the final product will turn out wonderful." You smile warmly, carefully removing the clothes with Flavio's help on the skirt. Luciano once more, brought the robe to you, helping you slip it on. You press a quick kiss to each of their cheeks before going back to your book. Flavio lovingly watched you for a moment, his heart melting at the simple yet sweet gesture. A light pink dusted Luciano's cheeks, surprised by the sudden affectionate act. It took all he had not to steal a proper kiss from you as he joined you on the couch, pulling you close once more. He whispered a small 'grazie[7]' with a kiss to the top of your head.

As the calm environment continued, a few conversations went around due to either weird or questionable moments in your book that you mentioned to the boys for their opinions. It led to quite a few jokes and serious conversations about what could've happened where the book cut off at left a lot more questions than answers. Flavio sewed the main portion of the skirt fairly quickly before he moved on to cutting the next couple of pieces that were needed. Before he could even think about requesting to borrow your time once more, someone, quite unnecessarily, dramatically burst into the room.

Reflexively, you and Luciano glanced at the new person before resuming what you were doing before. You recognized her as one of the models that worked for Flavio. She was quite bitchy with everyone for some unknown reason, well aside from Flavio who she constantly tried wooing. Despite all her efforts ending in complete failure, she never stopped. She had a problem with you immediately, not even speaking with you. It left you baffled but some are just like that. Besides you didn't have to deal with her aside from a couple of occasions, typically helping or attending Flavio's fashion shows. If you had to sum her personality up, it would be qualified as an 'entitled bitch' without a second thought.

"Flaviiiii!~ You haven't shown me the designs for the next show yet. Why nooot?" She whined in a high-pitched, almost valley girl-like voice. You winced slightly from her voice, managing to hide it. You placed your bookmark in your current spot before standing. You adjusted the robe as you went towards one of the far corners that had a mini fridge, basic first aid kit, and a few different brands of over-the-counter painkillers. You were already on the verge of a headache, from who knows where, and that whiny voice wasn't helping. You knew Luciano was going to want some as well due to his disdain for people like her.

"I already told you, I'm changing things up. You will see when everyone else does. If that's all, kindly leave. As you can see, I'm in the middle of something for mio caro amico[8]." You grabbed one of the water bottles from the fridge and some medicine. Taking a drink with the medicine, you could hear the annoyed, overly dramatic sigh coming from the model. You admired Flavio for being able to handle so many people with this attitude but you also felt bad that some of them had no basic respect. Flavio was quite the professional, unlike most of the models you've encountered thus far. It was sad honestly. Luciano would never admit it but he did feel sorry for his brother for the fact he has to deal with this shit.

"I don't care. You always showed me first. No one really cares about the bitch over there, so come ooooon. Everyone already knows I'm your favorite. Even the media!" The model huffed, crossing her arms over her chest as she tried to convince Flavio to change his mind. Everyone paused a moment, trying to comprehend what the hell was going through this chick's head and how she thought that argument would do anything to help her case. Luciano was ready to grab whatever sharp object was nearby and deal with her already.

Flavio beat him to the punch, however. Not literally. He stopped what he was doing, turning to the model with furrowed brows. "I have made my decision, everyone sees it at the same time. I have dealt with your shitty attitude for a while now and have tried to give you multiple chances to redeem yourself. This was the final chance you had. You're fired. (Y/N) has done nothing to you for you to treat her in such a way. No one insults someone I love and doesn't suffer from consequences. Leave, now."

You blinked a few times at the quick defense, smiling warmly. You figured he had just meant it in a friendly way considering he referred to you as a 'dear friend' earlier. "Thank you, Flavio, for the support. I love ya too." Flavio gave a soft sigh through his nose, shaking his head. He walked over to you, cupping your cheek. Luciano watched with a slight scowl, having an idea of what Flavio was planning. The problem was he didn't know your response.

"No, (Y/N). I love you." With that, he closed the gap between you with a gentle, loving kiss. It took a moment for your brain to catch up to what was happening. When it did, you returned his kiss, melting into it as your hands landed on his chest. While Flavio's and your hearts quickened, Luciano's dropped. He shook his head, quietly standing and walking away. He wasn't going to stay for this; in his mind, there was no point and you had made your choice.

When you pulled away, you couldn't help the smile that appeared. "I love you too, Flavi. And-" You turned to look at Luciano, noticing him leave right before he disappeared around the door frame. You could feel your chest tighten, muttering a quiet 'fuck'. "I'm sorry! I'll explain later. I have to go get Luci and explain quickly. Was hoping for a better moment... I'll be right back, promise!" With that, you jogged out of the room and down the hall to try to catch Luciano, leaving a partially confused blonde.

You really didn't want things to happen this way. You weren't even planning on telling them this soon. Instead, you were going to wait a few more days, just to make sure you had answers to any possible questions they might have as well as prepare for worst-case scenarios. You called Luciano's name as you went after him. He continued walking, choosing to ignore your calls and pleas.

When you were finally at arm's length, you grabbed his wrist. "Luciano Vargas, please stop and listen to me!" Luciano yanks his wrist from your hold, whipping around to face you. Everything about him screamed pissed off.

"What!? What the actual fuck could you possibly want, huh!? It's obvious who you care about so why are you here!??" He screamed. It was raw and filled with hurt. You had never heard him yell this loud. Hell, you didn't hear how loud he could be passed shouting to someone down the street or a couple of rooms away. To you, it was clear that he made his own conclusions about how you felt. Right now, he left beyond pissed off and betrayed. 

He didn't completely mind that you flirted with him and his brother. What he did mind was that you seemed to know who you wanted to be with and just played with his feelings. Unfortunately, because of his habit of jumping to conclusions quickly and then blowing up when he was pissed off, resulted in what you feared. Your mind began thinking the worst. That everything was screwed because of circumstances you couldn't have guessed would happen, did happen.

You could feel your chest tighten as tears clouded your vision. Between the screaming, his reaction, and your anxiety you couldn't stop the tears beginning to spill down your face. You looked down, deciding that avoiding looking at him was better. "I- Sure, right... I'm sorry. I won't bother you again..." You turned on your heel, voice barely above a whisper as it cracked. "I still love you." You confessed before your shoulder shook with a sob. You started quickly walking back down the hall a few doors. Luciano stood frozen for a minute, processing your confession. 

He shook his head, finishing the walk back to his room. He closed it with a bit of force before pacing. After that, neither of you were in a good spot to sit down and talk about what happened. Maybe later. But right now, it would only make things worse. Arriving at Klaus' door, you knock and call out, hoping he was there. You tried keeping the voice cracks or sobs under control, failing miserably. You heard rushed footsteps on the other side before the door swung open. 

Klaus looked at you worried, seeing how distraught you were. He had heard Luciano yell but wasn't quite sure about what since he had a show playing. He took your hand, pulling you inside before locking the door so you could have some peace. You both sat down on the bed beside each other. Wordlessly, Klaus opened his arms to you. You paused, fresh and larger tears hitting you immediately. You fall into his offered hug, choked sobs racking through your body as you cry into his shoulder; Klaus rubs your back and tries to get you to calm down, speaking comforting words in English and German.

Once you calmed down, you pulled away from the hug. Klaus passing you a couple of tissues as well. "If you're comfortable, do you want to talk about what just happened?" You nod, cleaning yourself up a tad bit from your crying session. You start from the beginning, explaining from how you were trying to figure out to confess to the brothers, to hanging out during the dress-making process, to the model randomly bursting in with her bullshit, Flavio's confession, the kiss, chasing after Luciano, finally ending with the screaming.

With tears threatening to spill once more, albeit they were small and probably wouldn't last long, remembering Luciano's reaction. Klaus wiped away your tears. He knew about your feelings concerning the Italians, you had gone to him multiple times for advice about this before. It hurt him to see you so upset. Especially because he knew how Luci could be and you didn't deserve anything like that. "Ah, I'm sorry if I bothered you. I didn't know who else to talk to..." You murmur between sniffles. 

Klaus shakes his head, pulling you into another, tighter hug. "Nein, don't apologize. I'm always here for you, (Y/N). If anyone deserves an apology, it's you." Klaus stands up, goes to the door, and unlocks it. He walks out and down the hall toward Luciano's room. You sit there for a moment, looking at the open door in confusion. Shaking your head, you get up and quickly follow him.

"What are you doing?" You question after catching up to the taller male.

"I'm going to go pull that arschloch[9] head out of his ass." Klaus states, using a bit more emphasis. He was going to make sure that Luciano realized he fucked up. A minute later, Klaus burst into Luciano's room, who stopped mid-pace to look at the sudden movement. Klaus walked up to Luciano, crossing his arms as he started on his rant. You stood in the doorway, unconsciously keeping yourself as small as possible. Klaus truly went off on him, not planning on stopping until he was done.

As Lutz passed by, he stopped and lightly placed a hand on your shoulder. "(Y/N)? What's-" He stopped himself when he noticed his brother essentially scolding their friend. "Here, come along." He moved his hand to your lower back to guide you away. You looked back at the two before walking with Lutz to the living room. Luciano's eyes flickered over to you once Lutz came by, not leaving until you disappeared from his sight. 

Lutz gestured for you to sit on the couch, while he grabbed one of the throw blankets from one of the other chairs. You sat down, watching him curiously. He wrapped you up in the banket, sitting next to you. He grabbed the remote, switching the TV on and to your favorite series. "I don't know what's happening, and you don't have to explain if you don't want to. But. You're clearly tense about something. Do you want anything? Like a snack or drink?"

"Water? I can go get it though." Lutz pat your head, standing up and heading to the kitchen. A few moments later, he returned with a cup of water and passed it to you. You accept it, drinking quite a bit to rehydrate.

"I know you could but right now, focus on feeling better, even a little." He sits down with you once more. Not quite fifteen minutes into the show, you could hear Luciano raising his voice for an unknown reason. You flinch a little, Lutz rubbing your back in a comforting manner. As much as he liked to mess with you and can be quite lazy, you both were good friends and he was going to do what he could to support you. In the next moment, you heard a faint smack. Deciding to shake it off as potentially something from the show, you curled up on the couch to get comfy.

Next thing you knew, the high-pitched voice penetrated your ears once more which was followed by the annoyed voice of Kuro telling her to stop talking. You noticed Kuro had her hands behind her back as he led, more so shoved, her towards and out the front door. Once the door was locked, another annoyed mutter left him as he headed in the direction he came from. Right as Kuro left, Luciano followed by Klaus came into the living room. You nervously looked down at your lap, playing with the edge of the blanket. 

Klaus sat on the other side of you, giving your shoulder a reassuring squeeze. "I'm not sure if it was loud enough but, we apologize if you heard any loud noises a bit ago." You shook your head, giving him a half smile to let him know it was okay. Luciano walked over to the three of you, kneeling in front of you. He took your hands, rubbing circles on the backs with his thumbs.

You looked up at him, tilting your head when you noticed a red mark on the side of his face. "Are you okay? You have a red mark..." Luciano gave a light chuckle, lowering his head and shaking it.

"Even after earlier, you still prioritize my well-being... I'm fine, cara, it was well deserved. I want to apologize for how I reacted, it was unfair and rude. I am truly sorry for everything. For assuming, for ignoring you, for screaming, and especially for making you cry. If you're upset with me, I understand. If there's anything I can do to somehow, even a fraction, make it up to you, name it. You deserve so much and more." He raised his hand, cupping your cheek as gently as he could. Almost as if you were a porcelain doll. 

You lean into his touch with a sigh through your nose, unconsciously smiling. "You don't need to do anything silly. I forgive you, thank you for apologizing. Keeping our friendship, at least, is all I need. I don't know how much Klaus said or if you even heard me earlier but I do love you as well, I just didn't get the chance to be able to properly confess... Obviously." You let out a half chuckle, half exasperated sigh at the end.

Flavio and Kuro joined the rest of you while you talked. Kuro is more or less dragging a partially disheveled Flavio. The two take an open chair, listening to what is happening. While Kuro didn't exactly know what was going on, aside from it was important, he was going to stay for support if needed, again. Flavio looked a bit surprised, he thought for a while now that you were polyamorous but was never really sure and didn't think about asking. "Si, Klaus explained everything. I promise to make it up to you for what happened earlier. I love you too." He kissed the back of your head he was still holding; everything about him since joining the room has been soft, gentle, and caring.

You leaned closer, kissing the red mark on his cheek then giving him a quick kiss. "Well, since everything is out now... Flavio, Luciano? What do you two think? What are we now? Still friends? Something else?"

"Well, as long as you're still a part of my life, I'm happy. If fratello is comfortable with it, I'm fine with an open relationship." Flavio states, resting his chin on his hand.

Luciano nods, giving your hand a little squeeze. "I agree with the first part, whatever happens, I'm happy with you still in my life. But to properly answer, I am comfortable with that too. What do you want, (Y/N)?" 

"Well, um... Can I take you both out?" You ask, looking from Luciano to Flavio.

"Si! Of course bella." Flavio chirps, grinning. Luciano pulls you to him, kissing you deeply. You squeak in surprise at the sudden tug, returning his kiss.

After pulling away, Luciano smirked seeing the bright red spread on your face. "If you can't tell, yes."

You let out a breathy chuckle, using the blanket to hide your flushed face. "I love you both, so much. Oh! So, Flavio, are we taking a break on the dress for today then?"

"Nope! It's fairly close to done so let's finish it up, Amore mio!" Flavio got up, walked over to you, and reached out for your hand. Luciano got up, stepping to the side and reaching out as well. You giggle, removing the blanket. You gave Lutz and Klaus a quick side hug with a quick 'thank you' to each.  

You take their hands, walking back to Flavio's studio/office. "Hey, Flavio? What happened to you?" You remember to ask since you didn't when you noticed it. Flavio sighed, pitching the bridge of his nose.

"That model I fired. She wouldn't give up no matter what I said. She tried seducing me, when that didn't work, tried destroying my workspace, finally resorting to trying to attack. Thankfully I could get a window open to call for Kuro's help. To say the least, she will be blacklisted." Flavio explained. 

As you listened, your eyes grew in surprise. "Fucking hell... Are you okay?"

"Told you, you shouldn't have hired her." Luciano comments.

"Don't worry bella, I'm fine. I think out of all of us, fratellino[12] was the only one with an injury." Flavio reassures you, noting the red spot you saw earlier. "What happened there?"

You nod, looking up at Luciano with curiosity. He glanced away, rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand. It wasn't nearly as red as before when you saw it, but there was still a red twinge. "I was a bastardo. Klaus slapped me, rightfully so. He pacts a punch too..." 

That was one of the last things you were expecting him to say. "Is that what I heard earlier...?" You mumble to yourself, thinking back to the noise you ignored earlier. Once back at the studio, you let go of the boys' hands, fixing Flavio back up. "It's a little odd seeing you look so... I dunno, messy?" If you asked Flavio how he felt at that moment, he probably would've just told you he couldn't feel his heart because it was now in a melted puddle. He grinned, relaxing at your touch. 

"Grazie, bella." He kissed your forehead before going back to his station to finish where he left off on your dress. You giggle, nodding a little before sitting with Luciano on the couch. As Flavio worked, you filled him in on what happened earlier to explain why you didn't come back. You apologized at the end but he waved it off, knowing there was no need for it.

After The trio of you left, Kuro asked Klaus and Lutz what the hell happened. Kuro was quite lost due to the fact he was only there for five percent of the shit going on. Klaus did most of the explaining with only a couple of added comments from Lutz. 

After another hour and a half of working on the dress, you were doing the last fitting to make sure everything fit and lay as it should. With the final approval, you slipped the dress off before handing it to Flavio. "So, May I get dressed now?"

"Si, you can. Though..." He flashed a mischievous, playful smile before leaning close to your ear and whispering suggestively. "There are always other things I'd like to see you in." You squeak in embarrassment. In a flash, heat rose to your face and ears. You knew it was a deep red already but once your hands flew up to cover it, it only confirmed what you already knew. Flavio laughed, guiding you back to the folding curtain to get dressed.

A few hours later, you went to hang out with Klaus for your usual movie night. After sitting with him, you leaned over and hugged him. "Thank you for your help today. And really since the time I told you about my feelings. Admittedly the slap was a bit concerning but I trust your opinion. Du bist ein gut groß bruder[13]."

Klaus returned your hug, smiling at your use of German. You had picked up bits and pieces of German, Italian, and Japanese from the boys but you decided sometime earlier that year to start learning their respective languages. It was a struggle and you still had plenty of mess-ups but you were doing well. "Du bist eine gut klein schwester[14]. You know I'll always have your back. Also, I told you it'd end up fine." With that, the movie night began.

The next Saturday, Flavio, Luciano and you went out on a date, spending the whole day together. You wore the dress Flavio made you the other day and he was right, you adored how it looked. You got lots of compliments from the boys as well as a couple of passersby. While you guys were at the park, a group of kids of various ages ran up to you. They commented on your dress and where you got it. You smiled warmly, kneeling down to explain one of your boyfriends made it.

Some of the kids had questions about what you meant when you said 'boyfriends' but there were a couple of kids, twins if you had to guess, that lit up when you said it. One of them explained what you meant before you got the chance, saying that they had more than two parents. Some of the kids found it really interesting, others jealous; most likely due to the assumption they get more gifts on holidays. You confirmed what one of the presumable twins said, saying your relationship was like that. 

The kids asked if Flavio and Luciano were your boyfriends, once confirmed and clarified who made the dress. The kids told Flavio he did a good job and said the three of you looked nice together before running off. It was definitely a surprising encounter. But seeing future generations so accepting of something that most people aren't accepting of or don't care to learn about and judge gave you a new hope for the future. The date went fairly uneventful after that but you wouldn't have had it any other way. It was a lovely day with the two men you loved dearly.

Note & Translations - all done using google translate, many apologies if any are incorrect. Please feel free to correct me on any translations!~

I'm playing with my writing style a bit again. Do y'all prefer this or the other of not starting a new paragraph when a character talks?

If anyone got that DiNozzo Smack reference, I see you & appreciate you. Great taste in media my dude.

Also I'm actively learning German right now so please especially let me know if I messed up any ordering for [13] & [14]. The only translation I did for that was to double check I was using the correct words for 'you are'. Well, and to copy-paste the 'groß' since I have no idea how to get that letter or if I even can using my laptop. Honestly I don't even know what it's called, just that I always see it substituted for a double s

Anyways, here are the translations!

[1]Frau - woman

[2]Bella - beautiful

[3]Per favore - please

[4]Mi dispiace - I’m sorry

[5]Magnifica - magnificent

[6]adorabile - adorable

[7]Grazie - thank you

[8]mio caro amico - my dear friend

[9]Arschloch - asshole

[10]Cara - dear

[11]Amore mio - my love

[12]Fratellino - little brother

[13]bastardo - bastard (masculine)

[14] du bist ein gut groß bruder - you’re a good big brother

[15]du bist eine gut klein schwester - you’re a good little sister

[bad-luck-trio]

Hetalia 2P!Romano x OC!2P!Nyo! Guatamela (Requested)

Requestor:  @ravenina14​

I will be using their human names for this oneshot:

2P! South Italy/Romano = Flavio Vargas

2P! North Italy = Luciano Vargas

2P! Nyo! Guatamela = Nina Malendrez

A/N: I’m sorry if Guatamela is OOC, but I based her personality from Sagittarius’ personality stuff I researched on from google.

THIRD PERSON’S POV:

“Another round!” A drunk young woman in her young twenties with short black hair yells over to the bartender.

“I think you’ve had a bit too much to drink today, Cara bellezza.” (Dear Beauty) A certain Italian male says, taking the drink away from Nina, and back into the bartender’s hands.

“Flavioooooo, mah Flaviolous (Fabulous) mannnnnn!” She slurrs, and grins widely at him.

“How was your blind date? I’m assuming it went either really well or really horrible, seeing as you’re.... drunk wasted.” Flavio remarked, covering his nose.

“Ughhhhhhh It was horrible, Flavi!! The guy was plain boring, and had no sense of fashion at all! He even wore the tackiest suit you could imagine!” Nina huffed.

“Mama-mia, what a nightmare!! A man with such poor taste in fashion doesn’t deserve someone like you!!” He exclaimed.

“I know, right? But like seriously, he was just a flat out no. First of all, he’s very stoic and practically emotionless, and kept on talking about boring stuff. And that is just NOT my type!” She continued.

Growing intrigued, Flavio decided to ask more.

“And what exactly is your type then?” He questioned.

“My type? You wanna know my type? Look in a mirror and see for yourself.” She grinned.

Flavio was rendered speechless. What? Before he could press on further, she had fainted, and he had to carry her home since she never told him where she lived. In fact, nobody knows exactly where her house is, she never brings anybody over.

The next morning, Nina awoke on Flavio’s bed and a throbbing hangover.

  “Ah, La bellezza è finalmente sveglia!” (Ah, the beauty has finally awoken!) Flavio grinned, shirtless right beside her.

Nina froze in shock. What was she doing in the same bed as him?! She didn’t remember anything from last night, that was for sure. Her face turned beet red, and out of habit she had taken out a knife out of f*cking no-where (Anime magic) and had gotten on top of Flavio.

“Where am I? What happened? And why are we in the same bed??“ She glared.

“Umm You’re in my house, you drunk texted me and got wasted while telling me how much your blind date sucked and passed out so I brought you home, and well I couldn’t just put you on the floor!“ Flavio explained.

“....You’re sure?” Nina asked hesitantly.

“Of course. Why else do you think would you wake up in my bed, bella?“ (beautiful) He winked suggestively.

‘Dammit Flavio you’re lucky I like you, or else you’d be dead in a second.‘ She thought angrily.

“Anyways, you really stunk of liquor last night and the horrid smell got on my clothes, so you need to help me design and create new fabulous clothing today!” Flavio said. 

Once Nina had snapped out of her thoughts, she had realized she was on top of Flavio in a rather... lewd position. Before she could get off him however, He had quickly switched their position, and now he was on top of her. Her eyes trailed from his dyed blonde hair to his face, and eventually made it’s way to his shirtless chest.

“Like what you see, Bella?“ (Beautiful) Flavio grinned. His hand trailed to her sides gently, tracing her curves. His face started inching closer to hers, and she closed her eyes expectantly. After a few seconds with nothing happening, she opened her eyes once again.

“Always such a tease, Flavi.” She frowned.

“Well, I need to know your body size to make fitting clothes. The ones you’re wearing reek terribly.” He said, getting off of her.

“You could have used a tape measure, you know.” Nina replied as she sat up.

“Please darling, experts know how to measure without using tools!” Flavio exclaimed, getting out some black and purple cloth, and silver stars. 

He then proceeded to take out some sowing materials, and pins, and looking back at her he said: “Oh, and you might wanna remove your clothes, you spilled your drink on your top last night too.”

“Then what am I supposed to wear? I can’t just sit here naked, you know.” She snarked. 

“I didn’t say you had to be naked, I just said you need to take your shirt off. Well, unless you want to be~” Flavio sing-songed.

Nina hesitantly took of her blouse, since she was wearing a black bra underneath to cover her ahem, boobies. 

“Mmm like what you see?” Nina smirked. 

This time it was Flavio’s turn to blush. Damn, she’s hot.

“I was just teasing. Anyways, can I help with that? I have another blind date tomorrow, and it would be nice to wear the shirt we’re making. Whenever you make clothes, they’re always better than the last.” She motioned to the sewing supplies.

“I don’t even understand why you go on these.” He mumbled.

“What was that, Flavi?” Nina asked.

“I don’t get why you go on all these blind dates, when you clearly like none of them. And especially when your ideal man is standing right in front of you right now.” Flavio said, approaching her.

“Wha-what do you mean?” She questioned, slowly backing away.

“Last night when you got drunk, you complained about your date saying that he wasn’t your type. When I asked what your type was, you told me to look in the mirror.” He continued, getting closer. 

“A-and?” Nina asked nervously.

“You like me. Why haven’t you asked ME out, instead of going on dates with random strangers, bella?” (If you don’t remember what Bella means by now, you’re either hopeless or an idiot) Flavio smirked, pinning her to the wall.

“Because your my best friend, and probably gay?” She replied, her statement starting to sound like a question.

“I’m not gay. And I don’t think I want to be friends anymore.” He said.

Nina’s shoulders slumped, and she hung her head. “I knew you don’t feel the same, this is why I never told you. Now you don’t want to see me ever again.”

“I never said that.”

“But you just said-”

“I want to be more than best friends.” 

“....I swear to god, if somebody drugged my alcohol last night I will kill them.”

“Why don’t you let me show you that this isn’t a hallucination ;)” Flavio smirked, right before trapping Nina in a warm, passionate kiss.

And that kiss would have lasted forever, if it weren’t for Flavio’s brother Luciano, who entered the room.

“JESUS CHRIST YOU TWO, GET A ROOM!!” Luciano screamed.

“THIS IS MY ROOM LUCI, GET OUT!!” Flavio screamed back.

Nina giggled at the two brothers, right before Flavio had carried her bridal style to the bed.

“What about the clothes we were gonna make?”

“They can wait, bella. What about your blind date tomorrow?”

“I’ll cancel it. Why would I want to go on a date with anyone else after this?” Nina replied, kissing her new boyfriend on the lips.

And they all lived happily ever after~

Except for Luciano who stayed single as a pringle :P

A/N: Awww, poor Luci. Maybe if he wasn’t a murderer who turned his victims into Pasta Sauce, he’d be a total chick magnet!

Author: Yin

[randomnessunicorn-imagine]

Wow, your writing is good! And thanks for filling the request. What about the axis +Flavio? Or china and russia? (Weak looking but conniving associate and possible s/o). You can ignore this if i'm requesting too much! 😅

{ Thanks, I’ve written a lot about Hetalia and I roleplayed it so many years :’I love writing about them, 2Ps are my favourite! }

☢ LUCIANO VARGAS ☢

Here we have another asshole, he’s a very cold and sneaky man but he also possess that elegance that makes him charming and everyone, women and men, fall for him but it’s not actually the safest choice they could take.He just likes playing with his victims’ minds, everything is a game for him and it’s very rare he falls for someone. It’s rare but not impossible and it’s very intense as well because he’s also very passionate and romantic when he wants to be.His nature is quite sly, he hides things to people and his own nation (maybe only his brother knows Luciano’s secrets). Of course, he knows who you are but he’s not harsh with you, he’s not as crazy as Allen (or, at least, Luciano is more controlled than him). Luciano can consider you as a member of his “family” if you act nice and you don’t try to betray him. Betray is considered by him like a mortal sin. There’s no redemption for the ones who betray the family. It will take time before he can consider you as his partner and he does not define anyone as his friend not even the other Axis members. There are people who deserve his respect and people who don’t deserve his respect. What do you choose?Anyway, he’s used to this kind of behaviour, because Flavio sometimes acts the same way, he appears as an innocent creature but then he’s the first who loses control but his brother is too impulsive and emotional. Luciano actually likes your nature, especially if you don’t try to cheat him, then he will be forever loyal and respectful with you. With his S/O he’s another kind of person but don’t think it’s a weakness, love does not make him blind.

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☢ LUTZ BEILSCHMIDT ☢

He may appear stupid, as someone who takes things easy and does not care about the consequences of his actions. He’s a free spirit, he hates holding himself back but he can understand that he cannot always do what he wants especially in this epoch. The opinion he has toward you is neutral, he’s not the kind of guy who judges others and he’s in no position to judge people because he made horrible mistakes in his past. Even today people consider him as crazy, unworthy of mercy and forgiveness. We don’t have to remember the atrocity his nation did in its past and he was a part of this atrocity. He’s very traumatized and even now he has nightmares about it. Despite the fact he hates talking about it, he pretends everything’s fine, and he’s able to handle it. Well, reality is pretty different.We can consider Lutz as a drug addicted who’s trying to heal and he wants to get out through the tunnel. He does not believe in god but he still hopes there’d be some kind of redemption for him. Maybe he needs a sincere and honest person by his side, he can still consider you as his friend and it’s very hard he falls for someone. Actually, he’s unable to recognize love and he cannot say if he loves you or if he only finds you attractive. He’ s a very voluble person and he changes his mind like the weather. Maybe he’s afraid and adventures are less stressful than real love stories.

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☢ KURO HONDA (my precious psycho baby) ☢

We can say he’s one of the most psychopathic and he’s not normal at all.He does not search for romance, he does not believe in love and he actually hates everything that’s adorable or “kawaii”, he cannot even hear this word without vomiting his guts. In this world, nobody is innocent and he knows people who appear cute, gentle and friendly are the worst, especially in this universe. Do you really think to fool him? Well, he does not say anything, he let you play your games making you believe that you can trick him. It’s pretty funny–He thinks this world is very boring and he needs action, he needs to feel extreme emotions to feel alive and so he tries everything, even the things that could kill him (but he cannot die since he’s a nation). Sometimes, he also hurts himself so strongly because the pain he perceives is not enough and he wants to feel the death on his skin. Do you want to play with him?Maybe he cannot be your friend or lover but he can be the best enemy you could ever dream, and maybe it would be funnier. Actually, he’s an interesting guy with a refined sense of macabre and gore. He’s also very traumatized by his past but he has learnt how to live with his demons and make of them a weapon.  Moreover, it’s the reason why he is very sadomasochistic and maybe your relationship can be founded on this element. As if violence can be romantic but, maybe, for two psychopathic people is effectively like that.

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☢ FLAVIO VARGAS ☢

You’re very similar and he likes you a lot.We can say he’s a little naïve sometimes, he just searches for the affection his brother has never given to him, poor little star.Flavio treats you as his princess/prince and he’s happy having found someone like you, you’re so sweet and nice. He just forgets about his dark side with you, and your presence relaxes him.Flavio is not a bad guy, he’s only very misunderstood and alone and he hopes this time things will go well because he has suffered a lot for love. People usually got attached to him for sinister reasons or because they wanted to attack Luciano and Flavio’s heart has been broken so many times. Luciano is very protective toward him and he also tells Flavio you are not the nice person he thinks you are and Luciano has also a private chat with you. If you even try to hurt his brother, you can consider yourself as a not alive person but you don’t want to hurt Flavio because you love him and you’d even kill to protect him.On the other hand, Flavio is not so stupid and he just loves you the way you are, he loves your flaws and your virtue and he knows you won’t never hurt him so Luciano’s worries make no sense.

[ask-2p-hetaliaaa]

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I'm mun Diego! I noticed many 2p Hetalia ask blogs are inactive, and if they aren't, they usually only have one character. Well no longer! For I have created ask-2p-hetaliaaa, where you can interact with any of the following characters via ask box:

2p!America - Allen F Jones

2p!Canada - James Matthieu Williams (Matt)

2p!France - François Bonnefoy

2p!England - Oliver Kirkland

2p!Scotland - Gavin Kirkland

2p!Wales - Cedric Kirkland

2p!Ireland - Sean L Kirkland

2p!Russia - Viktor Braginsky

2p!China - Xiao Wang

2p!Italy - Luciano Vargas

2p!Romano - Flavio Vargas

2p!Germany - Lutz Beilschmidt

2p!Japan - Kuro Honda

2p!Prussia - Gillen Beilschmidt

2p!Austria - Roland Edelstein

2p!Spain - Andres Fernández Carriedo

2p!Iceland - Egil Steilsson

2p!Norway - Loki Bondevik

2p!Denmark - Magnus Kohler

2p!Sweden - Bernard Oxenstierna (Or Felix)

2p!Finland - Thurston Väinämöinen

2p!Greece - Hermes Karpusi

2p!Rome - Caligula or Lucius

2p!Germania -

2p!Poland - Franciszek Łukasiewicz

2p!Belarus - Anastasia Braginsky

2p!Ukraine - Katya Braginsky

2p!Estonia - Egor Von Bock

2p!Latvia - Raimonds Galante

2p!Lithuania - Leonas Laurinaitis

2p!Sealand - Paul Kirkland

2p!Wy - Scarlett Irwin

2p!Seborga - Romeo Vargas

(No name = just use country name)

My interpretations of some of the characters may differ to others', due to how uncommon they are.

What is allowed:

- Mostly anything!

- Asks about/that include 1ps

- Ships

- Romantic and platonic asks

- Soft yandere/lovesick (No violence, Will be tagged!)

- Asks for written responses (textposts)

- Asks for headcanons

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- OCs

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- Inherently nsfw stuff

- Things like in*est or abuse

> In*est ships (ScotEng, AmeCan, SeaWy, NorIce, Itacest, Germancest, etc.)

- Hardcore yanderes

- Asks that mention race/ethnicity/nationality/skin color (unfortunately, I have received these before ⬇️)

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Character X reader!

UsUk, FrUk, SpaMano, PruAus, GerIta, PruCan, DenNor, SuFin, SuMano, GiriPan, etc.

Shipping is not a large part of this blog. Though, I am a multi-shipper and am not tied to any specific ships. Shipping discourse is not allowed on this blog.

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I don't like DNIs, but sometimes fandom makes setting these boundaries necessary, so I'll make this short.

- You are an extreme proshipper OR anti

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> You engage with "call outs"

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request: “so I’ve read all of your pregnancy scenarios and I was wondering if you have enough 2p! italy. I’m a whore for mafia luci and I wanted one where she runs away and he looks for her and after a year, he finds her with the baby and he decides to win her back? fluff ending tho, thanks!” 

luciano vargas (2p! Italy) x fem! reader

fandom: hetalia (Requests open)

You weren’t supposed to be wrangled into the mafia life. It wasn’t your intention at all but you had met Luciano by accident. You were out shopping for stuff that you needed for your house and met your soon boyfriend.

Luci was charismatic, funny, stoic yet approachable. You were also someone he didn’t want to let go just yet. Considering what he did for a living and how well he did it, Luci was hardly around people so innocent. He was able to tell that you weren’t exactly in tune with your surrounding and he was going to use that. 

“Amore, what do you say about dinner tonight?” Luci said as he kissed your hand. “I’ll have the best of my men prepare us dinner tonight. Say what you’ll want and I’ll have it done.” 

Luci noticed that you hesitated but a smile appeared on your face, “Sure, I’ll give you my number and text me for a time.” You whipped out a sharpie from your purse and wrote down your number on his arm. You finished the signature with a heart which made Luciano’s heart flutter. 

//

After a few more dates, you started putting bits and pieces together. Luciano hardly took you out on dates in the public and if he did, he’d do it with multiple people around the two of you. You didn’t want to believe that Luciano ran the fucking mafia but it would be ridiculous of you to turn a blind eye to it. 

You were getting a lot of expensive things in the mail and things that the normal commoner wasn’t able to afford. Depending on the dates, Luciano would have his brother, Flavio, make you something cute and sexy for a date. You would blush at how revealing some of the dresses were but you complied and wore them. 

Finally after the thought would not leave your head, you finally decided it was time to ask him. 

You had a date with Luciano at his house. It was planned for really late in the evening and while you didn’t mind it, you weren’t exactly in the mood to be staying up until a random hour in the night. 

You put on one of Luciano’s favorite dresses. It was a deep red dress with a slit down the middle. You paired it with black heels and dark makeup. You knew with the conversation that you were planning to have, you knew it wouldn’t be exactly right to have bright colors on. 

One of Luciano’s men drove you to his house. You were beyond the point of getting blind folded and even struck up a friendship with one of Luciano’s right hand man. He was a german boy with an accent that made it very hard to comprehend what he said at times. 

Once you got to the Vargas household, you were escorted to higher level in the house. It was the same details although this time, he was holding the date in a different room. The view outside was beautiful and you were immediately mesmerized by the sight. 

“Bella, is something wrong?” Luciano asked as he held your hand. “I could see that you hardly have touched your food.” 

You sighed, “Luciano, I really like you but I have a question. I hope it isn’t disrespectful nor rude but do you run the fucking Italian mafia? I have theories that you may considering all of the measurements you have to do to keep yourself safe in the public. This doesn’t change anything but I just can’t get the stupid thought out of my head.” 

He belted out a laugh as he stood you up, “It is something that needs to be brought, no?” 

Luciano walked you down a few flight of stairs, being a gentleman that he was, he gave you his shoes once he realized that you were getting tired. You got to the basement and noticed multiple men dressed in black suits doing various things. 

“If you’re going to be mine, you should know what I do.” And with that, he told you about EVERYTHING. How you ran the biggest mafia in Italy, what he exactly did, and now that the two of you were serious, you had a lot of secrets to hide. 

From that point on, he would take you to meetings, dates in other countries, all of that. Luciano didn’t mind having you sit down on his lap during meetings, basically as a show to other men and what they were missing out on. You found it a bit embarrassing but it did amuse you at times 

The sex was banging. He showed you sex that your ex’s wish they could have shown you. Every time it was different and it usually ended with you passed out asleep as Luciano had a cigar hanging loosely from his lips. 

One night, the two of you were celebrating a huge deal that Luciano had closed. He was over the moon excited and he ran immediately to you. The night was filled with passionate love-making and sweet nothings. It was one of the best nights of your life and Luciano was able to say the same. 

A month had passed and you were sitting on your bed as tears prickled your eyes. The pregnancy test read positive and you knew your pregnancy gut feeling was right. You did love Luciano, you really did, but you didn’t know if you wanted to raise your child in a household filled with mafia members. 

You had spoken to a wife of a mafia member and asked for her help. She told you that when she was pregnant with her first child, she left her husband for a year to raise the baby. The first year was crucial to an infant and considering the lifestyle the two of you were in, you should leave for a year. 

You followed the advice and ran away. You left a note explaining everything to Luciano along with the pregnancy test and left. The first night after not sleeping with Luciano was the hardest. 

//

You woke up to your twins crying from hunger. You kissed both of their heads and trudged down the stairs with them as you had already pre-made their milks. The house you were living in was complete shit compared to how you were living with Luciano but you knew the lifestyle didn’t fit the life you wanted for your babies. 

“I need to get food.  We’re almost out of vegetables!” You said as you strapped on the double-sided baby carriers. You plopped your son on the front and your daughter on the back. “We need to make the trip quick, it looks like it may rain.” 

You ran to the store around the corner and seen the familiar store manager. She waved you a good morning as you grabbed the shopping cart. For a while, you were doing your usual routine, grabbing fruits and veggies before you heard a squeal from the manager. 

You snuck around the corner and seen very familiar faces. The town knew what the mafia could do and everyone in the store as well as outside had petrified looks. 

“We mean no trouble but have you seen this woman?” Luciano’s silky voice said as he whipped out a photo of you. The manager shook her head no but you knew if you continued to hide, they’d tear down the entire store looking for you. 

You gave a big sigh before revealing yourself, “Vargas, did you really need to bring all of them?” 

Luciano ran to you and immediately kissed you. The store manager sighed in relief and slowly got back to what she was doing. Luciano immediately noticed the babies on your body and knew they were his. They both had the familiar curl and darkened colored hair. 

“Follow me.” You stated as you put the basket on the belt. As you were about to take out your card, Luciano being the clown he was, took out the wad of cash and gave the clerk more than enough money. 

As you walked out of the small store, Luciano snapped his fingers and his men grabbed the bags from your hands. By the time you made it back to your tiny apartment, your babies had fallen asleep. 

You silently laid Luciano and Laura in their respective cribs before heading back to Luciano. He was scanning the photos on the furniture. Most of them were of you and the kids but the one that struck him was the photo of you and him. He couldn’t remember when the photo was taken but he was holding you by the waist and kissing the top of your forehead as you were smiling. 

“How did you find me?” You said quietly as you shoved a small cup of coffee to him. “I never gave anyone my address.” 

Luciano laughed, “Mi amore, I know more than you think but why? Why did you leave me?” 

“Luci, you really think that our children should be raised that way?” You asked as tears threatened to escape. “Our babies deserve be surrounded by love. Not by guns and men who could snap at any moment.” 

Luciano ran a hang through his hair, “Amore, they’re my children too. I deserve to see them just as you get too.” 

Luciano had a point. You went to sit down but before he could, he pulled you down on his lap. He started to kiss down your neck knowing this always made you weak. You quietly moaned but before he could do anything else, you pushed away. 

“Luci, no. We need to talk about this.” Luciano nodded as he tightened his grip on your waist. “What if we build another house. Next door to ours and it’s strictly for our little ones. No men, just you and I. How does that sound? We could even put up a private fence.” 

You knew you were going to cave because it didn’t sound like a bad deal. You thought about it some more and as you were going answer, Luciano started to kiss your neck. 

“The babies, they’re going to wake soon and they’re going to be hungry.” You said as you jumped out of his lap and went to make them milk. Luciano wrapped his arms around your waist as he seen you pour the powder. “What are their names?” 

You smiled, “Our son, the first born, is named Luciano. Our daughter, born five minutes after, is named Laura. They’re going to be three months soon.” 

You were able to tell that Luciano was getting teary eyed on the thought that you named his son after him. Hearing the cry of your daughter, Luciano darted to the second room and seen the fragile baby crying. He picked her up, making sure the neck was stable enough, and shushed her as you got into the room. 

You gave Luciano the milk as you grabbed your son before he could start crying. Luciano looked at the three of you and smiled internally. He might have not had the ideal job for someone like you but he loved you. He was never going to let you go and now knowing that you had gave birth to his children, he was more than sure he would never let you leave again. 

“We can move your things back to our house tomorrow and get a contractor to start building us a new house as well.” Luciano stated as he carefully bent down to give you a kiss. You nodded and leaned into him as you felt your own eyes drifting off to sleep. 

-ALITA

[somehow-a-writer]

That's Unexpected {2P Romano X Reader}

You leave your phone alone for fifteen minutes to make lunch. Now it won't stop going off with notifications for new messages. 'Ya'll have the worst timing...' You sigh, sitting down with your lunch. Flipping on some random YouTube video you grab your phone, opening the group chat that had finally calmed a bit. Most of it was Flavio talking about how his latest fashion show went and Oliver stating they should plan something to celebrate. A soft smile tugs at the corners of your mouth, thinking how nice it'd be to get together to celebrate Flavio's career. 

Mystic_Mess: "That sounds like a great idea! We definitely need to get plans figured out soon. Already throwing my vote for Oliver to bring the snacks tho!!" 

TrendSetter: "Si! I second that! Should we invite anyone else?"

Cupcakes: "The two of you are so kind! I promise to deliver! As for guests, I think having a few more could be enjoyable. Anyone in particular you're thinking of?"

TrendSetter: "How about Allen, Hermes, Zao, Lutz, Mio Fratellino, and Bernard?"

Mystic_Mess: "Alrighty, fine with me. Just need to figure out a time now."

Cupcakes: "How about this upcoming Saturday? It gives us a week to get everything figured out and adjusted as necessary."

Trendsetter: "Si! I'll send the invites."

Cupcakes: "Perfect. I'll work on snacks later this week then!"

Mystic_Mess: "Can't wait!! Gotta go start cleaning... Uuuugh I don't wanna! Can I just bribe someone else to do it???"

TrendSetter: "The faster it's done, the sooner you can relax, mia cara."

A small pink dusting covers your cheeks at the new nickname. You get up and go to your room for your headphones. Can't clean without some music after all. After getting your music set up, you decide to start with the quickest task and move up to ones that would take longer. The rest of the day was spent doing various chores around the house, leaving you to think about the upcoming party. After a shower and nightly routine, you tried to push down the excitement that had bubbled up throughout the day to get some sleep.

Over the next few days, things slowly started falling into place for the little party. Oliver made various types of sweets. Flavio and you went out on a shopping trip for various drinks as well as various savory and salty snacks to balance it out. As the days passed, the excitement grew among the group, but especially with the three who originally planned it. At one point it was decided to be held at the Vargas Manor, making transportation a bit easier for everyone.

The night before the party, you decided to lay out your outfit. Searching through your closet, you decided on the dress Flavio gave you for the holidays a few months ago. It was a solid navy blue dress with lace over the top of the simple matte material, there was a small decorative belt around the waist, and went down just past the knees. Pairing with it simple black flats, stockings, and a white cardigan. It was still early spring so better to be prepared for chilly weather than not to be. With a satisfied nod and smile, you set everything on your chair before getting ready and going to bed. Alarms were set. The outfit was prepared. All last-minute things were taken care of earlier. All that's left is to pick up Oliver tomorrow and help him bring in the sweets.

The following morning, you got dressed, happily singing along to the music blasting from your phone. After breakfast, you grab your purse and keys. Leaving the house and locking the door before hopping into the driver's seat to head to Oliver's house. Thankfully it was far. After a quick fifteen-minute drive, you pull into Oliver's driveway. After parking, you head up to his front door and knock. "Hey, Oliver! It's (Y/N), ready?" You call out. Within a couple of minutes, the door opens quickly to reveal a brightly colored Brit. "Hello, poppet!! Perfect timing. I just finished packing up the last of the snacks. I promise I didn't go too crazy this time!" 

The pink-haired male chuckles as he opens the door more for you. You giggle as you walk into the familiar home, closing the door behind you. "I mean, if there were leftovers I can guarantee they'd have a home to go to afterwards. Everyone loves your food for a good reason after all!" Oliver smiles, shyly scratching his cheek. "You're too kind, poppet." You and Oliver grab a few Tupperware containers each before heading back your your car, loading them into the back seats. Slipping into the front seats, the two of you start your drive to the Vargas Manor. The car ride was full of idle chitchat, jokes, laughter, and singing along to the radio. The party hadn't even started but it seemed like today was shaping up to be a great day. Especially since you get to spend it with a number of your friends.

After a half-hour drive, you pull into and park in the driveway in one of the many open areas. As you and Oliver started grabbing the Tupperware from the back seat, there was an excited yell from the front door. Before you fully realized what was happening, Oliver quickly followed by you were engulfed in a hug. Naturally being careful of the items the two of you were holding. "Ciao miei cari amici! The drive was good, si?" You nod, returning the hug from the excited Italian man. "Mhm, traffic was pretty chill. We kept chatting about how excited we were for you and couldn't wait to hear stories about how the show went." Flavio chuckled, leading the way inside yet another very familiar home. "Don't worry, there's plenty of stories! Allen, Zao, and Lutz have been writing different party games and putting them in a hat for later. By the way, you look assolutamente sorprendente." Flavio smiles, winking at you as the trio walks towards the kitchen. Oliver slightly nudges you with a knowing smile as a small blush covers your cheeks. You say a small, almost a squeak of a thank you as the Tupperware is set down.

Oliver leaned over and whispered in your ear. "I'll set these out, go and spend time with him. I won't take no for an answer either." When you tried to say something, he simply gave you a small push towards Flavio. A surprised squeak escaped as you tried to catch your balance after stumbling backward. Flavio was quick to react after hearing you, grabbing your shoulders. "Whatever Oliver told you to do, should listen to him, mia cara. Come on, I'm sure some of the others want to say hi." With that, Flavio led you away to the living room where most of the others were. So far the ones who were already there were, Allen, Zao, and Lutz. Luciano was technically in the building but finishing up some important paperwork. That left Hermes and Bernard. Granted they lived a bit further away so most likely on the way but dealing with traffic.

You walk over to the couch and sit in one of the open spots, exchanging greetings and a bit of small talk with the three already there. "So what games have you guys thrown in the hat so far?" You curiously ask, looking between the guys. "Vell, ve have the basics. Ja know, truth or dare, spin the bottle, charades, uno, and a few other board and video games." Lutz said, listing each thing on his hand as he went. Zao was the next to talk, a teasing smirk playing on his lips. "I heard the Flavio was especially looking forward to if we did truth or dare or spin the bottle." "Really? I knew he had feelings for someone but he won't say who. 

Could it be you might be plotting something, dearest Flavi?" You look from Zao to Flavio, playfully batting your eyelashes. Absolutely and completely oblivious to the fact it was towards you. It was amusing to some of your mutual friends, like Zao and Allen, but always made Oliver shake his head. It was painfully obvious to practically everyone except Flavio and yourself that you had feelings for each other. Flavio chuckled, patting your head. "Don't worry about it, bella. You'll see either way." You tilted your head a little, simply deciding to shrug it off as Flavio being Flavio. 

"How about ve play Uno vhile ve vait for zhe last two?" Lutz suggested, leaning forward as he grabbed the box of cards. A variety of 'yes' sounded throughout the living room. Lutz nodded, taking the cards from the box. As Lutz shuffled the deck, everyone gathered closer together around the coffee table. Once the deck was cut and dealt out, the chaos soon followed. The more rounds that passed, there was more cursing and the group got louder. Luciano, somehow, managed to finish his paperwork without storming downstairs and telling everyone to 'shut up' or threatening them somehow. After another round had finished, Luciano came downstairs and quietly took a seat amongst the group. "Hi Luci, I take it you want to be dealt in?" You ask, shuffling the cards. He sighed, knowing no matter how many times he told you, you were keeping the nickname. Only in private, however. You knew better than to say it in public or with important people around. 

"Ciao bella ragrazza. Si, I'm joining the game. Have you been taking care of yourself, ragazza?" You nod, dealing the cards to everyone. "Mhm. I've been trying my best to. Flavio has been sweet enough to help on the days when I struggle a bit more. Oh! Thank you for the pasta the other day, it was great!" Luciano quietly chuckles, patting your head. "Bene. Fratello always ends up pacing around when you don't. Glad you enjoyed the pasta." You sheepishly smile, glancing between the two brothers as the game starts. "Flavi really does that?" Flavio shoots his brother a look. That was just ignored in the end. Damn siblings. "Si, he does." "Fratellino!" You giggle, rubbing Flavio's back. "Don't be embarrassed, it's sweet." Oliver smirks, knowing the feelings his friends have. Flavio blushes brightly, kissing the top of your head. "Non dolce quanto te, mia cara." 

After a while, a knock was heard. Luciano went to answer it, the cards being slipped back into the box. Soon enough, Luciano returned with Hermes and Bernard in tow. Everyone catches up as you go to the kitchen to grab drinks for the new arrivals. After handing out the drinks and sitting down, Flavio starts talking about how the show went. The best bits. The chaos that ensued because a model quit over text. The positive reviews. The way the decor and venue blended great, and went beyond what he had imaged. Aside from a few moments, it sounded like it was an amazing time and people loved his designs once again. 

After the stories had finished, Bernard was quick to pipe up. "What's with the hat?" "We put a bunch of typical party games in there. That way it was a random choice." Zao explained, grabbing and shaking the hat. "Who's gonna be the first to pick?" Allen asked, looking around the group of people. "Fratello should." Luciano stated, waving his hand at his brother. "Me? Okay. Pass the hat." Allen grabbed the hat, sticking it out towards Flavio. He stuck his hand in, swirling it around a bit before grabbing one of the slips. Flavio pulled the small paper out, unfolding and reading it. "Let's see... Truth or Dare."

"Vell this is gonna be interesting. Vho vill start?" Lutz asks, placing an elbow on his knee and resting his chin on his hand. Bernard was quick to volunteer. "Zao, truth or dare?" "Hmmm... Truth." Zao responded, shrugging. "What's the strangest thing you've eaten?" Zao thought for a minute, rubbing the back of his neck. 'Fuck. I've had so much weird shit...' He thought to himself. "I'll go with peanut butter and pickles." Luciano slowly looked over to Zao, the most confused and horrified look on his face. Oliver and Flavio were shaking their heads. Lutz, Allen, and you were laughing. Hermes was busy shaking his head. "Please say that you didn't randomly come up with that yourself..." Zao smirked, nodding. "That's exactly what happened. If it helps, it was probably influenced by drugs."

"Allen. Truth or dare?" Zao asked, turning to the brunette. "Dare!" Allen crossed his arms, prepared for whatever was coming. Zao chuckles. "For the next ten minutes, every time you're asked something, you have to respond with a bark." Allen sighs, nodding. "Alright, anyways, let's see... Oliver, truth or dare?" "Oh. I'll go with truth." "What's the worst thing you've ever said to someone?" Allen asks, quirking an eyebrow at the kind man. Oliver rubs his chin in thought for a minute. Soon Oliver's face was flushed bright red from embarrassment. "It was um... 'Get the fuck out of my damn shop, you wanker'..." Everyone, except you, gasped. Luciano chuckled. "Wow. Buon lavoro, Oliver." You lean over, patting Oliver on the head. "No need to be embarrassed, it was for a good reason." 

Flavio looked between his two best friends, somehow more surprised now. "Wait, (Y/N), you knew about that!?" You rub the back of your neck, sheepishly smiling. "Yeah... I was there. Some guy wouldn't leave me be while I was helping Oliver at his bakery. Even after multiple times being told to stop. Oliver noticed and stepped in. We didn't say anything because it wasn't a huge issue and-" You cut yourself off with a squeak. Flavio had leaned over a bit, grabbing your waist and pulling you onto his lap. He had a small scowl, holding you close. "And didn't tell you because we knew you'd be upset. We didn't want that." Flavio hugged you tightly, resting his head on your shoulder. "You should have kicked him in the balls, mia cara." You quickly cover your mouth, shoulders shaking from trying not to laugh. Oliver chuckles, shaking his head. "I'm fairly certain Poppet was ready to do more before I stepped in. Alright, anyway. Hermes, truth or dare?"

"Dare." "Let's see... Do a shot of vinegar." Hermes raised an eyebrow, shrugged, and got up. He went to the kitchen and came back shortly after with a bottle of vinegar. Allen passed him an empty shot glass as he sat down. Once the shot was poured, Hermes carefully brought it up and downed it immediately. He grimaced but set the shot glass down, seemingly not bothered aside from the first taste. "Luciano, truth or dare?" "Dare. Whatever you got can't be too bad." "Fair enough. Whisper something you've never told anyone else to the person on the right." Luciano paused, trying to think of something. He leaned closer to Allen, holding his hand up as he whispered the well-kept secret.  Allen muttered a barely audible 'shit' once Luciano sat back up.

"Si. Now, fratello, truth or dare?" There was a small pause from Flavio before he responded. "Dare." "Call the person you love." At the way Flavio and you went, there would be so much time wasted. This was a much faster way but leaving it be could lead to some pretty funny things to look back on. Flavios' cheeks were flushed a deep red as he grabbed his phone from the side table. You could feel your heart beat out of your chest but simultaneously drop to the pit of your stomach. It was such a weird mixed feeling. Flavio scrolled through his contacts, eventually clicking on the right one and calling. Not even a minute later you could hear your phone ringing from your bag that was still laying near the spot you were previously sitting. Confused, you lean over a bit, Oliver helping and pushing your bag closer so you can grab it. 

You pull your phone out, looking at the screen. It read as Flavio's contact name. You turn around, face immediately turning a deep red when everything fully hit. Flavio smiled, gently cupping your cheek and rubbing it with his thumb. "Ti amo, mia cara." You lean into his hand, smiling. "I love you too." "Truth or dare mia cara?" "Umm... How about dare?" Flavio smirks. "Bene. Go on a date with me over the weekend then." You laugh, kissing his cheek. "You fucking dork. I would've done that anyway." "Dio mio. It took you long enough." There were a few agreements with Lucianos' comment. "Long enough? Wait how long have you had feelings for me?" Flavio sheepishly smiled. "Three years..." You giggle, hiding your face in your hands. "We could've been together this whole fucking time!" Flavio chuckles before whispering. "Don't worry, Principessa, we can always make up for lost time."

The game continued for another half an hour. The party lasted fairly well into the night, with various games played and movies watched. Overall it was a great time. Eventually, people started to disperse. Oliver decided to catch a ride with Allen back, but before he left he passed along his congratulations for his two best friends finally dating. Once everyone left, you helped the brothers clean up the minimal mess and put everything else away. When you went to grab your things to leave, Flavio stopped you. "Bella, why not stay the night? Neither of us works tomorrow, besides it's quite late. It'd be dangerous to drive so late." Before you could even respond, Luciano commented as he passed by. "Fratello has a point. I'd rather have you as a sorella than mio fratello." You laughed, hiding in Flavio's chest to try to keep some semblance of composure. Flavio gasped at his brothers' comment, wrapping an arm around your waist. "Fratellino!! You wound me so!" 

You could hear Luciano's footsteps stop before he started backtracking and peeked his head in. "Ti mostrerò la "ferita", cazzo. Oh. Sorella, if you ever need someone taken care of, you let me know." You nod. "Thank you, Fratello." Flavio, meanwhile, went from being overdramatically wounded before smiling warmly at the two he cared so deeply for. You were one of the few that his brother cared for and would help, no questions asked. It made him happy that his brother and now significant other got along. As well as the fact you were immediately recognized as part of the family. You look up at Flavio, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Whatcha thinking about, Bello?" Flavio chuckles, kissing your forehead. 

"How grateful I am that some of the most important people to me can get along so well. At least a bit better than Fratello and I. Also, the fact I'm with the most Bella ragazza with an equally Bella personality. Ti amo." You smile, humming softly. "You're almost sweeter than those cupcakes from earlier. I love you too. How about we go to bed and in the morning, I'll make you breakfast." Flavio picked you up bridal style, earning a squeak from you. He headed toward his room, with a content smile. "Unless I beat you to the punch." You share a small laugh. "Guess we'll see in the morning. How the hell did I manage to be in a relationship with the sweetest, funniest, fucking most attractive, incredibly smart, and talented man. I can't find the perfect words right now but you mean the world to me and I want you to know how much I love you." You smile, slowly growing more drowsy. Soon, you were laid down on his bed, almost immediately falling asleep. Flavio chuckled, laying beside you and pulling the blanket up over you both. "Principessa... Potresti pensare di essere quello fortunato, ma sono io ad essere fortunato. Prometto di assicurarmi che tu sia felice e che ti prendi sempre cura di te. Ti amo tanto."

~Translations - all done using Google Translate, many apologies if any are incorrect. Please feel free to correct me on any translations!~

Ciao - hello

Ciao Bella - hello beautiful

Ragazza - lass

Bene - good

Principessa - princess

Ti amo - I love you

anch'io ti amo - i love you too

Sorella - sister

Buon lavoro - good job

Mia cara - my dear

assolutamente sorprendente - absolutely stunning

Mio Fratellino - my little brother

miei cari amici - my dear friends

Non dolce quanto te, mia cara - not as sweet as you, my dear

Ti mostrerò la "ferita", cazzo - I'll fucking show you 'wound'

Potresti pensare di essere quello fortunato, ma sono io ad essere fortunato. Prometto di assicurarmi che tu sia felice e che ti prendi sempre cura di te. Ti amo tanto. - You may think you're the lucky one but it's me that's the lucky one. I promise to make sure you're happy and always taken care of. I love you so much.

[somehow-a-writer]

Getting Help {Italy X Reader}

~Warning! Use of a bit of strong language/cursing ahead! Skip if you don't like it! Not a lot other than a few here and there, but just in case~

Another typical day while hanging out with your bestie, Flavio Vargas, walking around at the nearby mall and talking about various, and sometimes all over the place, topics. Whatever came to mind would be the current topic of discussion, not that you minded, it was normal, especially for the extroverted, joyous fashionista. As you pass by yet another boutique shop with whatever current trendy dresses in the display window, Flavio suddenly gasped as if he just remembered the most important thing ever to exist, startling you in the process. "My-a dearest bestie, (nickname)!"

 Oh boy, that's never a good way to start a conversation when it comes to him. "Yes...? May I help you with something or are you about to drag me into something without giving me the full details? Again." You look over to Flavio, raising an eyebrow in suspicion. "How's it-a going with Feliciano, hmmmm?~ Have-a either of you confessed yet-a? Have-a *you* made-a move on-a him yet? And do not-a even start saying things like-a 'I don't think he-a likes me that way', it's beyond-a obvious to everyone you both-a have feelings for each other." You went to retort but quickly decided against it, replying in a small nervous chuckle while rubbing the back of your neck with your hand. "Abooout that... The thing is, neither has happened. I get so embarrassed by Feli's comments and compliments that I temporarily forget how to flirt."

Flavio sighs, covering his hand as he dramatically exclaims. "I-a have failed you! I promise-a I will be a better-a teacher! You and-" You quickly cover his mouth, stopping his speech and sending you a confused look. "I noticed a certain someone and really don't need him to hear your dramatic ass cries about failing me and any comments you would say about us." You explain with lightly flushed cheeks. "Ciao bella (Nickname)! Flavio!" A cheery Italian voice called from a few feet away with his typical seemingly blissful glee as he approached. Giving a small smile and a wave as you looked in the direction of Feliciano's voice came from above the crowd.

 Flavio grinned as he watched Feliciano weave his way through the crowd. "Well-a, well speak of the-a devil. Ciao Feli! What are you-a doing here?" Feliciano shrugged, a loving smile creeping its way up as he glanced at F/N. "Oh not-a much really. I was-a bored and thought going out-a might be fun. Running into you both-a is a great surprise! (F/N), what-a was happening earlier? Did-a Flavio say something inappropriate or-a something?" Feli gave a small tilt of his head. Apparently, he noticed you trying to keep Flavio from spilling a little too much tea, a little too loudly.

"Oh! No! Don't worry Feli, it wasn't anything like that! Closer to he was being a little too loud on a topic he shouldn't be, especially in public." You shoot a small, light-hearted glare towards your mutual friend who shrugs in response with a grin. "If you're not doing anything, would you like to join us?" You ask, turning your attention back towards the cheerful brunette. "Si, join us-a, Feli!" Flavio chimes in as he grabs not only Feli's wrist but yours as well, pulling you along. With a stumble, both of you quickly match Flavio's pace. "Si! Of course-a! I'd love to join you-a and the Bella. How have-a you been, la mia adorabile principessa?" Feliciano looks over to you, winking with a smile, knowing he got you right in the heart each time with that little nickname he gave you at some point over the years. Feeling your face quickly heat up, you gave a small, shy giggle. 

"I-I've been doing well, thank you Feli." Feliciano chuckled as Flavio, unbeknownst to either of you, smirked as he listened to his friends doing their absolute best. As random conversations began with a bit of flirting thrown in thanks to Feli, Flavio led the way to one of the many boutiques the mall had. A plan was already formed and it's going to be executed immediately. With a video of the result, that will almost definitely be sent to every single one of their friends. In a group chat, they are both in as well. But that would only happen once they officially became a couple.

Once Flavio had slipped into the store with the two in his tow, he immediately went off toward one of the sections and grabbed a few items. You tilt your head at his sudden dash, he was planning something but what was it? Italy went off in another direction to look at some of the accessories they offered. Letting curiosity overtake you, you went towards Flavio who had an armful of various clothes on his arm. "Flavi, I know you like clothes but why so many?" Flavio simply grinned, practically like a Cheshire cat, grabbed your wrist once more, and dragged you to the changing rooms. He passed you the bundle of clothing before shutting the door and calling to you. 

"No-a real reason~ Just to have you-a model some clothes is all. Now-a change before coming back out-a!" A defeat sigh escapes your lips as you strip down and put on the first article. It was a nice deep blue dress that went a little past your knees and lacey short sleeves. Tucking a bit of hair behind your ear as you step out, you notice Feli with Flavio nowhere in sight. 'That fucker is absolutely up to something... I'll have to get revenge later...' "Santo Cielo... (F/N) è semplice ma sei stupenda, ragazza." Feliciano looked as if he had just fallen in love all over again, no matter how large or small it was, you always managed to hit him directly in the heart. It took a minute for you to respond as you were trying to figure out most of what he said but only getting a couple of bits. "Thank you Feli, you're such a sweetheart." You managed to get out without tripping over your words but your cheeks were a bright pink. Flavio, around the corner, recorded the whole thing and was ready to rinse and repeat the whole process with each outfit.

Eventually, you were finally done with all of the outfits, earning compliments every time from Feli and sometimes from random passersby. As you were bringing the clothes out to hang up on the rack, Flavio re-emerged from what felt like the great abyss and grabbed a couple of the clothes back off the rack he had originally given you. "Don't-a question it, cara (F/N), it's a gift for-a my bellissimo amico." Feli laughed a little as he glomped you from behind, his chin resting on your shoulder. "Beeelllaaaa!~ A new store opened, I think-a you'd enjoy it. Veee want to stop there next?~" 

Patting his head lightly, you nod. "Yeah, sure. I trust you're opinion. L-let's wait for Flavio though, looks l-like he's almost done." Feli nodded, keeping his hold on you as he nuzzled into you, causing a bright blush to coat your face. 'Fucking hell, how can someone be so cute and hot...? I should tell him soon but I don't know if I'll even be able to get it out at this rate. Maybe I should ask for advice?' For the rest of the day, the trio spent it walking around the mall, and like Feli said, you did enjoy the new store. Everyone parted ways once the mall closed and headed home. Well, almost everyone.

Feliciano and Flavio decided to head back to Flavio's house to discuss some matters he wanted advice on. After a bit of a drive and casual talking between the two, they arrived at the 2p Vargas Manor. Once stepping out of the vehicle, Flavio led the way up to the door and once inside, to the living room. Flavio crossed one leg over the other after sitting down and propped an arm on his knee, letting his chin rest on his palm as Feliciano sat in a nearby chair, nervously twiddling his thumbs. "Alright, mio caro fratello. This-a is about the bella ragazza, si?" Feliciano nodded at Flavio's guess. "Si. I want to-a ask her out but every-a time I plan to, I freeze-a up and am not-a able to. Fratello, please-a I need any tips-a you have!" 

Flavio chuckled and nodded as he quickly started planning once more. "Non preoccuparti, lascia che se ne occupi il Grande Fratello da qui.~" Feli perked up, nodding with a nervous yet relieved smile. "Si, grazie fratello!" Flavio quickly filled Feli in on what he was thinking and once they adjusted any details, started to execute it. Feliciano grabbed his phone and once he found your contact listing, pressed call. 

After a couple of rings, you answered with a small squeak of a 'hello', which earned a giggle from Feli. "Ciao Bella! I was-a wondering if... If maybe you-a would like to go out-a Saturday?" There was a pause from your end of simply processing what he just said and meant. Each of your hearts pounding, for slightly different reasons, and cheeks dusted bright red. "S-Sorry for the um... pause there Feli!" You nervously chuckled, rubbing the back of your neck. "I would love to! W-What time were you thinking?" 

"Veeeee~ Does-a eleven work for you-a?" After the date and time were confirmed with farewells exchanged, the call ended. Feliciano had a smile that stretched ear to ear as he quickly went over to Flavio and enveloped him in a bone-crushing hug. "Grazie. I appreciate-a your help." Flavio chuckled, returning the hug with a small pat on Feli's back. "Always happy-a to help!~ But-a Fratello. Feli. I need to-a breathe." Earning a squeak of realization and worry, Feliciano quickly let go and soon a string of apologies was let loose. "Ah, now-a. No need-a for so many-a apologies. How about-a we make dinner, si?" 

A few days pass by, it's already Friday evening and you still have no idea how you want or should look tomorrow and it was making you nervous. 'Maybe I should just ask Flavio for help...? He's amazing with fashion and could probably make sure I don't end up doing everything last minute...' That thought was all it took to convince you to shoot him a text asking for help. Well maybe closer to pleading for it. Flavio reassured you everything was going to be okay and he'd be over around eight the next morning. It seems like it's going to be an early-to-bed night and an extra early morning to squeeze in a shower before Flavio arrives. Which is exactly what it ended up being. 

Waking up the next morning at about seven from your alarm blaring, you groaned and slipped out from the coziness of your bed. Before going to the bathroom, you grabbed a simple change of clothes to make the morning routine go by just a tad faster. Once the morning basics were taken care of you had a quick shower. Luckily you managed to finish earlier than you originally thought, deciding to make breakfast for Flavio and you. By the time it was done, or just about done, he would probably be there and in his excitement, probably forgot to eat as well. Grabbing your phone, you hit play on one of your YouTube playlists as you made your way to the kitchen to begin making eggs and hash browns.

Right as you turned off the stove, there was a knock and a muffled shout of a very excited Italian. "Bellaaaa!!~ I'm here-a to help, should hurry before-a I find my way in-a!" You shake your head with a laugh and walk over to the front door, unlocking it quickly and opening it. "Hey Flavi, I really appreciate this. Come on in, I just finished making breakfast if you want to take a seat." You say, stepping to the side so he could come in. Flavio entered and set a quite large bag off to the side before enveloping you in a hug. "Grazie, (Nickname)! You-a truly are the greatest-a friend. As for the help-a, you're welcome, you know-a I always help out mio caro amico." Walking towards the kitchen and as you were dishing up the food, the two of you chatted about what Flavio had in mind. Soon enough breakfast was finished and you were immediately whisked away to your room along with the bag Flavio had brought with him. 

Upon entering your room, you were immediately pushed into the vanity chair. Whereas Flavio sets the bag down on your bed, pushing a couple of items aside, he finally pulls out the deep blue dress from the mall trip and lays it out. "We'll do-a your makeup first-a, next hair." You grab a headband, put it on, and push your hair out of the way. "Alright, I'm in your capable hands now." "Stronza, capace è un eufemismo." Flavio smirked as he started grabbing what he needed and organizing it on a small section of your vanity. 

"This-a could be much better-a arranged... I'm gonna give you-a full organized potential while you're-a gone." Flavio mumbled, more so to himself than you. That was completely fine with you though, if organizing it differently gave you more space, you weren't going to complain. Soon enough, Flavio started his work. The makeup was light and simple enough but also ensured your eyes popped and went well with your outfit. Next was the hair, which took some patience. Flavio carefully styled your hair with a small braided crown that went around the top of your head while the rest was left down and curled.

Once everything was finished, Flavio went to leave your room before stopping at the door. He looked over his shoulder as he grinned mischievously. "The choice is-a yours but-a I recommend wearing black-a." He winked before quickly closing the door and going downstairs to the living room to wait. Your face twisted into a look of confusion as you furrow your brows together, trying to figure out what it meant. It took a minute but your face immediately burned once it clicked. "FLAVIO I"M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS WHEN I COME OUT THERE!" You hollered to him, not completely sure if he'd hear it or not. Either way, it was happening. "No you-a won't Bella!~" Flavio called back. So he did hear it. 

Shaking your head, you began to strip out of your current clothes, being extra careful with your shirt so as not to mess anything up. Carefully you slip into the dress Flavio gave you before adding a couple of accessories. Nervously, you walk over to the mirror, checking yourself over. Sure you were out of this world excited but it didn't take much for the voice in the back of your head to make you anxious about this as well. 'No. It's going to be okay. No matter what happens. Besides Feli is such a kind man, he wouldn't do something purposefully to make me upset. This'll be a fun and nice time with the person I love. And hopefully, I'll manage a confession...'

You leave your room, walking downstairs as there's a knock at the door. Weird, you weren't expecting anyone today since the plan was to meet up with Feliciano. Before you even had a chance to make it halfway to the door, Flavio had already answered it and was excitedly talking to the other person. "Who's at the door?" You ask, walking up, trying to peer around Flavio. "Ciao Bella!~" Feliciano? Unless your clocks were off, there were still twenty minutes before the meeting time. This was quite a surprise. "Hey, Feli! I thought we were meeting up? Oh no- Did I miss a text or call from you about that? If I did, I'm so sorry!" Flavio steps to the side, gesturing for Feliciano to come in.

Feliciano slipped past Flavio, who closed the door after him, and damn could he pull off suits well. Feliciano wore a deep red button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, a black vest overtop a black tie, accompanied with black slacks. You could feel your face heating up as a small blush made its way to your face. "It was a little last-second-a decision. I wanted to-a make sure you felt like-a the magnifica principessa you are.~" Feli explained, walking over to you with a bouquet of Red Asters as well as (fav/flower). He wore a shy smile as he handed you the flowers. "Ve~ These-a are for you." "They're beautiful... Thank you Feli! I'll put these in a vase quickly and we can head off. But they don't compare to how dashing you look.~" You smirk, quickly kissing his cheek before quickly retreating to the kitchen, to take of the flowers and partially to calm your heart. Feliciano's face and heart rate immediately quickened as he covered his mouth to hide his sheepish grin. The things you could make each other feel all this time and yet it's taken this long for a first date.

It took a couple of minutes to dig out an old vase from a cupboard and clean it from dust before putting water and the bouquet in it. Which was exactly enough time for you both to relax. Well mostly relax in Feli's case as Flavio kept teasing him. You giggle as you walk back to the living room, catching bits and pieces of what was being said. "Now, now Flavio. You don't need to tease him too much. I do still want to go on a date with him after all." Flavio chuckled as he gestured the both of you towards the door. "Then-a go on! Oh and don't do-a anything I wouldn't." You playfully smack Flavio's arm before Feliciano can grab your other hand, leading you out of the building. "Don't mind-a him, come on let's-a go have fun (N/N)!" You smile and hold onto Feli's hand, goodbyes were exchanged as the two of you leave.

Feli quickly went to the passenger side, opening the door for you. Before you could say a thank you, he slipped an arm around your waist and pulled you closer to him, whispering. "I'm sorry Bella, I meant-a to say so sooner but-a you distracted me. Sei così dannatamente stupendo. Devo essere l'uomo più fortunato del mondo per poterti eliminare." Feli kisses your forehead before letting go. You swear your heart was trying desperately to escape with how hard it was pounding. A bright blush once again made its way to your face thanks to the smooth motherfucker in front of you. You let out a small, shy 'thank you' for both the compliment and the door before quickly slipping in with Feli closing the door for you before getting in himself.

As you drive off to an unknown location for lunch, small chat fills the car before it quickly changes into talking like two close friends who haven't talked in a while. Laughter is soon added to the mix as the nerves dissolve into nothing. Just one of the many reasons you fell for the happy-go-lucky adorably charming Italian next to you, no matter how you were feeling, he managed to make you feel better every time. You found yourself thinking the same thing Feli said earlier. 'I must be the luckiest woman in the world. Especially with him in my life.' Without realizing that you were staring or that you were caught in the act, a smile of pure love, joy, and contentment found its way to your lips as you thought about Feliciano. At that moment, Feliciano thought his heart was going to give out.

After a bit, Feliciano pulls into the parking lot of a somewhat newer, more expansive restaurant you've wanted to try for months now. You look between the building and your date, surprise written across your face. "Veee~ Don't-a worry Bella, just enjoy yourself." Once Feli parked, he slipped out of the car and to your door, opening it for you once more. "You're too sweet." Feliciano chuckles softly as he reaches a hand out to you, you gently take his hand, letting him help you out. "Only for-a you." He replies, leading the way toward the front doors with your hand still in his. Once more, he opens the door for you before following you inside. A voice calls from a few feet away. "Hello and welcome! Just one moment and someone will be with you folks!" 

You look around the building curiosity enveloping you. There was soft music playing over speakers. The lights were fairly low and mainly had smaller hanging lights over the tables, it was still easy to see but created a very relaxed environment. The walls were a gorgeous two-tone with dark wood on the bottom and a deep blue, almost black, on top. The floors were a grayish-brown color with a rug in the main entryway. Various stunning landscape photographs were hung along the walls, those seemed to catch a lot of people's attention. 

Soon enough, a waiter came by with a polite smile. "Hello, sorry for the wait. How may I assist you?" "Ciao, reservation for-a Feliciano Vargas." "Right this way." The waiter grabbed a couple of menus before walking through the rows of tables to the reserved outdoor eating area. It was simple but still beautiful with various plants scattered around beside the hedge that separated this area from the general public. As the waiter set the menus down, Feli continued to be an absolute gentleman, pulled out your chair for you, and pushed it in once you were sitting before taking his own. The waiter takes note of your drink choices once requested before heading back into the building, leaving you to look through the menu. 

There were plenty of good choices on the menu which made it a bit difficult for you to decide. Feli and you ended up chatting about the various dishes and what sounded tempting. Which ended up helping you decide what to get just in time for the waiter to come back with drinks. After placing and confirming your orders, your chatting from the earlier drive resumed, this time with a lot more flirting from Feliciano. Every shy smile, every blush, every nervous or shy laugh, every time your eyes light up and so many small actions you had when he flirted or complimented you always made his chest tighten as his own look of adoration spread across his features.

Eventually, the waiter returns with a tray and the two dishes and sets them down. After a quick, typically exchange of 'enjoy your meals' and 'thank yous', the duo begin their meal. Once the first bite hits your tongue you practically melt in your seat, a muffled happy moan escapes as you eat. Feliciano desperately tries to hide his surprise and the major blush creeping up but, only succeeds in one aspect. "I-a take it you-a like the food?" You nod quickly, finishing your food before speaking. "It's the best I've had of this dish! Though, I always have more faith in your cooking. I don't think anyone can compare to you in the kitchen." You say with a small giggle at the end, noticing Feli's reaction from just a moment ago. Feliciano smiles proudly and laughs. "Veee~ Grazie, bella!" 

Lunch by quicker than either of you expected but it was still a nice time nonetheless. Feli was a gentleman from beginning to end and always made sure to grab the doors for you. Once back in the car, Feli didn't say what the next location was that he was taking you, every time you asked the only response you had in return was simply 'vee it's a surprise~'. Despite this, you persisted in trying to get a proper answer. Which didn't work. One of the times you went to ask was when Feli pulled into the parking lot of the mystery location, which you seemed to have missed when looking at the brunette. Feli giggled as he patted your head. "Bella, we're here." You replied in a shy chuckle, rubbing the back of your neck. "O-Oops. Where- It's our arcade!" 

This was one place Feli and you visited quite often, especially when one of you needed cheering up. It held a special spot in both of your hearts. Once inside, the two of you immediately went to an available machine and paid for quite a bit of tokens each. Once ready, the search for the first game was underway. After some walking around and looking for something open, Feliciano noticed a few spots open on some of the various racing games they had. "(N/N), how about a racing one?" You quickly agree as you rush over to the machines, excitement, and competition already fueling you. Neither of you planned to hold back and you wouldn't have it any other way, it's what always made it so fun. Inserting the required tokens, you take your seats and select your cars and courses. One game quickly turned into five, with Feli just scraping by for the overall win.

After that, you both agreed to switch to a different game and continued to browse the various games. The final decision ended up being one of those off-brand dance dance revolution machines, playing a couple of rounds of that as well to all the songs the two of you love. After finishing up, you lean against the bar on the back, trying to catch your breath. "I'll go-a get some water. Be right back, Bella." You gave a thumbs-up in response while Feli headed off towards one of the nearby vending machines while you headed over to a bench a couple of feet away. Sighing as you lean back against the wall, your breathing slowly returning to normal. That moment was quickly ruined, unfortunately. Someone decided to sit next to you and place a hand on your thigh. "Are you an earthquake? Cause I'm pretty sure you just rocked my world, gorgeous."

 Immediately feeling uncomfortable, you move their hand off and scoot as far as you can on the small bench. "Uhhhh... I'm not exactly sure how to respond to that in a normal situation. First, please don't randomly put your hands on me, especially my thigh. Second, I'm currently on a date. Judging by how fast he's returning, he must've noticed. I'd recommend leaving." He looks around, laughing. "I don't see anyone who could be any threat. Besides I'm sure I could give ya a hell of a time." Before you could even think to respond, a hand reaches down and takes yours, pulling you into their chest. 

"Ve, Bella ragazza are you-a okay?" You wrap your arms around Feli, nodding subtly. "Yeah, just a bit uncomfy for a bit. Come on, let's go pick a different game." Feliciano let go of you for a moment walking up to the person, with a somewhat threatening smile as he leaned to their eye level. "Don't-a judge a book by its cover. I could-a make your life-a hell if desired. Listen to-a ragrazzas from now on. Arrivederci!" Feliciano rejoined you, passing you the almost forgotten water bottle as you walked away, beginning the game search once more. The situation was soon forgotten as a couple of hours of gaming passed by, and a few various cute prizes were won for each other as well. Overall it was an exciting time with lots of laughs and playful competition.

Once the last of the tokens were used, you turned to Feli. "Hey, what do you think about going to a park to finish the day off?" "Veeeee!~~ That's sounds-a perfect, Bella!" With that, the pair leave the arcade and drive off to one of the nearby parks. The prizes were left in the back seat during the drive and until returning home. The sun was already beginning its descent once you arrived and started walking around. Casually, Feliciano slips his hand around yours and gently swings them back and forth. You smile, glancing over to the happy Italian as a small blush crept its way to your cheeks. Feli glanced over at you, his smile only growing as he let out a small happy squeal and glomped you into a hug. "Merda, sei così dannatamente stupendo!!~" 

Within just a few short moments, your small blush quickly turned into a bright red one, and the ability to form words vanished immediately. While you're left stumbling over your words to try to say something, Feliciano chuckles and leaves a gentle kiss on your forehead. "I'm so happy you-a said yes. (F/N), I-a wanted to ask you... Will-a you be my-a girlfriend?" Not trusting your voice in the moment, you nod quickly as a joyous smile dances across your face. Feliciano returns your smile, gently cupping your cheek as he kisses you, which you gladly return as your arms wrap around his neck. Before anything escalates a little too far for a public area, you both pull away with a loving smile and hug once more, hiding your face in the crook of his neck. "Ti amo, mia adorabile principessa.~" "Anch'io ti amo, my handsome prince~."

The rest of the night was spent peacefully walking around the park, enjoying time together and nature. Looking back on the day, you couldn't help but smile at all the little moments. Eventually, once it got late, the two of you returned to the car and drove home. After a while, Feli pulls into your driveway once more. "I couldn't let you drive back home this late, do you want to stay over for the night?" Feliciano laughs softly, leaning over and kissing your cheek. "Veee never-a change, Bella. Si, grazie!" You take out your keys as you make your way to the door, unlocking it before opening it and following Feli inside. Then you heard quiet snoring. Alright, that's confusing. You nervously follow the sound to the couch in the living room, peering over the back. It was Flavio, asleep on the couch. You shake your head, smiling as you grab a nearby blanket and cover him up.

"Do you think-a Fratello is going to ask-a what happened?" "Without a doubt. Come on, let's just go to bed." You take his hand, leading the way to your room. You grab some of his clothes from your dresser that he left over time for moments just like this, passing it to him. "Feel free to use the bathroom first." Feli nods, taking the clothes before slipping into the bathroom and doing what he needs to do. You undress quickly, throwing on some pjs before working on taking off your accessories. By the time you went to start your hair, Feliciano returned and stopped you. "Ve I'll-a do that for-a you. Wash up and when-a you come back, you can leave-a everything to me!"  You smile softly, simply nodding before heading to the bathroom to remove your makeup and other nightly necessities. 

Once you came back your favorite pillows were fluffed up and your covers pulled back for you. "You truly are the most amazing person, Feli." He smiles, shaking his head a little before motioning you to sit in your chair. "La mia adorabile Principessa deserves the best-a!" You return his smile as you sit down, and he quickly and carefully starts undoing the braid, trying his best not to accidentally pull your hair. Once the braid was out, he brushed out your hair, occasionally giving you quick head pats. Once done, you walk over to the bed, not needing to permit him to join you. He has ended up in your bed before on multiple occasions without you realizing it till the next morning anyway. As you lay next to your now boyfriend, you curl up into his side with the happiest, but also quite the tired smile. He wrapped his arm around you, pulling you close as you both slowly dozed off.

~Translations - all done using google translate, many apologies if any are incorrect. Please feel free to correct me on any translations!~

Ciao - hello

Ragazza - lass

Bella - beautiful

Cara - dear

Fratello - brother

Grazie - thank you

Bella Ragazza - beautiful girl

Magnifica - magnificent

Principessa - princess

anch'io ti amo - i love you too

Arrivederci - goodbye

Bellissimo amico - beautiful friend

mio caro amico - my dear friend

la mia adorabile principessa - my adorable princess

Santo cielo... (f/n) è semplice ma sei stupenda, ragazza - Holy shit... (f/n) it's simple but you look stunning lass

Non preoccuparti, lascia che se ne occupi il Grande Fratello da qui - Don't worry, let Big Brother take care of it from here

Stronza, capace è un eufemismo. - Bitch, capable is an understatement.

Sei così dannatamente stupendo. Devo essere l'uomo più fortunato del mondo per poterti eliminare - You look so damn gorgeous. I must be the luckiest man alive to be able to take you out

Ti amo, mia adorabile principessa - i love you, my adorable princess

A/N: Honestly don't really have faith on how good this is ^^; Was trying to get out of a creative block period and figured this was at least one place to start lol