Hetalia: Italy x Reader x Romano- Start~!Hetalia: Italy x Reader x Romano
Because of an Italian restaurant~
(There will be a split story on whether you choose Italy or Romano~
EDIT: You can now have another story where you choose both!!)
You sighed as you sat down on a soft, white chair in an Italian restaurant. Even though this was your favourite restaurant, you felt a bit sick. It was probably because everyone around you had a special someone to spend Valentines' with.
You looked around at the happy couples, the air wasn't the same as it usually was... it was more... lovey. You didn't mind couples, of course, but when they take their time smothering it in your single face - you get really irritated. You just have to tolerate this day and then enjoy 364 days where they won't show off as much.
"Can I-a take your order~?" A waiter said, his italian accent strong. He had reddish brown hair with a curl sticking out near his ears, he also had sweet, kind brown eyes.
"Er.. Yeah," You said, a
Hetalia: Romano x Reader: (1/2) Texts and CallsHetalia Romano x Reader.
Because of an Italian Restaurant.
Texts and Calls.
A/N: Don't forget to read the beginning~!! The link to the start is also down in the description~!
You opened the neatly folded up note, it was from that Italian waiter called Lovino. You stared at the paper, it read:
Ciao, this is Lovino.
I saw you sitting alone today and I was wondering if maybe, if you want to, you'd like to hang out with me sometime. If you don't mind that is. I don't really care. But if you want to, I'd go. Here is my number, just call me if you'd like.
- Lovino XXX/XXXX/XXXX
Your heart fluttered, he just asked you out! As you stared at the piece of paper, you felt your face warming up.
"____?" Lovino's grandpa said, "Are-a you alright? You look a bit-a red.."
"Y-yes! I-i am fine!" You said awkwardly laughing. "Thank you for the delicious meal!! I'll be going now, bye!" you waved goodbye, standing up and tucking your chair
EnglandxReader X-box Live part1 England sighed. America had won a bet, so now England had to play Halo Reach and some other various games on X-box Live. America made him start off with Halo Reach. America wanted to see him be humiliated for being a noob. Meanwhile, you were about to turn on Halo Reach. You played ALL the time! You only ever played as an elite though, because aliens are awesome!
You wanted to level up some more, so that you had more than the flaming helmet to show off your stuff. Your favorite weapons, were the Energy sword, the rocket launcher, the fuel-rod gun, and a few other pyrotechnical weapons(plasma grenades and other explosive stuff). You entered *the matchmaking lobby. You got a person with the file name Arthur111, on your team. "Not a very inspired file name." you thought, noticing he had not yet earned any ranks. The person had a mic in, but wasn't talking with the jumble of trolls on the rest of the team.
EnglandxReader X-box Live part2 The next day, England was online as soon as he could be. As were you. You sent simultaneous invites, causing each other to laugh. "So, what map do you have picked out?" England asked, rather happily. "Well, I downloaded a carnival map. Basically you just have fun, there's not really any goal.", you said, just now realizing his British accent. You set the game mode and map.
"GAME START". You gave England a tour of the map. "See, here's the mini-race, and there's the bounce-house, and there's the shooting range, WAY over there is the two slides, and right here is the bumper-carts.", you said, then promptly taking a deep breath after the mouth-full of words. The first thing England did was go over to the bumper-carts. You hopped into the ghost on the other side. "1, 2, 3, GO!!!!!", you narrated. You shot off of the platform, plowing straight through England's ghost, leaving him standing next to the engine of his vehicle, which wa
Hetalia AmericaxReaderxEngland - I Never Knew...Hetalia America x Reader x England - I never knew confusion would hurt me so much.
There is no swearing in here - just two naughty words a certain Englishman would say..
You sat in the cold rain, on a bench which belonged to the deserted town park, clutching your phone to your chest. You had texted and left a voice message for Alfred to meet you there, so you could finally confess; you have liked that loud American for a long while now, you just wanted to say how you felt and how you wanted to be more than friends. However, it has been about two hours since the arranged meeting time, where was he?
The weather forecast said nothing about rain, so you wore your casual clothes. But now, those clothes were soaked and your make up had run off your cheeks, leaving noticeable lines and marks. However, you still didn't move from your place. There was a chance Alfred had misplaced the keys to his car, woke