1p! Romano x 2p! Romano
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1p! Romano x 2p! Romano: Touch Me Not, Bastardo
Requested by kittykatrocks12
Warning: Cussing and a little OOC
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"Ugh, I'm coming, dammit!" Lovino shouted as he climbed down the stairs, coming to open the door for the doorbell that is ringing many times, he opened the door and was surprised when he saw a familiar...blonde.
Flavio waved at him cheerfully, "Hello there, me!" He cheerfully greeted, hugging Lovino, which made him cringe and break away from the hug immediately. Lovino couldn't understand...why is his 2p! doing here?
"What the f*ck are you-a doing here, bastardo?" He asked, aghast. Flavio clicked his tongue and waved his index finger at him, "Tch, tch, language, Lovi, language!"
Flavio sat in the sofa and crossed his legs. "So do you have anything? I can cook pasta~"
"Can-a you just get out of my god d*mn house?!"
"Tch, tch, language again. But, no, I can't leave your house, but I'll cook pasta with no poison so you can let me stay!"
"What-a what do you want, diavolo[1]?!" Lovino questioned, getting annoyed by Flavio's presence.
"Well, I need a place to stay. Because, my brother, Luci, temporarily kicked me out of the house for changing his wardrobe into sparkly ones." Flavio said, smiling like he didn't regret anything. Lovino sweatdropped and made him even more annoyed.
"You-a can't stay, my fratello will panic at you, you unsightly idiota..." Lovino stated, looking down. He can't just let Flavio let loose, it may cause panic and mayhem for the other countries, last year, he let Flavio out of his house and the next thing he knew was, he made Feliciano wear a ball gown and Ludwig a tuxedo.
"Fine, you can-a stay," Lovino said, rolling his eyes, while Flavio suddenly brightened up. "But, you need to promise me three things, one, don't go out of my house, two, don't do anything with the other nations, and three, don't. touch. me." He added.
Flavio stood up from his seat and did the soldier's salute. "Okay! I promise I won't do anything~" He winked, Lovino rolled his eyes and went back to his room.
---Here have a pasta made by Flavio---
Lovino felt quite regretful when he allowed Flavio inside his house, it's not against the countries' rules but, when Luciano knew that Flavio is staying into some nation's house, he'll drag Flavio right in front of them. It was supposed to be a peaceful day for him, until that damn 2p came along.
Kirei nano hitotsu ageru
Oishii tomato tabete
Boku to odorou (Amore!)
Buono! Tomato buono tomato,
Buono, buono, ooh! Tomato!
Chi vediamo! Aa, Romano!
Minami Itaria!
Dear Diary,
Ugh, it's that potato bastardo talking to fratello, why does he keep talking to my fratello?! But...I sometimes worry about my fratello...what if that German bastard hurt my brother, my fratello has enough hard knocks in life and I don't want that to happen again.
Flavio felt like he want to cry, but he can't leave tears in the paper or Lovino would know. When he flipped a page, the bedroom door opened.
---Timeskip (sorry, again)---
"DAMMIT, FLAVIO, WHY-A DID YOU STAY AT THAT BASTARDO'S HOUSE?!" Luciano bellowed at Flavio, Flavio who is sleeping on the sofa, began to woke up by the shout.
"What's happening? Am I in Lovino's house?" Flavio asked, in a clueless voice, then he looked at his brother. Flavio nervously chuckled and rubbed at the back of his neck and ruffled his blond hair.
The next thing he knew, he is at the road again.
I'm sorry if there are OOC in here, and I think the story is so boring because I'm having writer's block because my idea notebook is nowhere to be found, I must search that thing!
1. Devil- Italian
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