Deviant Login Shop  Join deviantART for FREE Take the Tour
×

:iconravens-of-rome: More from Ravens-of-Rome


More from deviantART



Details

Submitted on
March 28, 2013
File Size
4.6 KB
Link
Thumb

Stats

Views
15,446 (12 today)
Favourites
514 (who?)
Comments
180
Downloads
45
×


“Gil! What the hell are you doing?!”

“You’ll thank me later, Frau!” he said, the smirk on his face evident in his voice, as he carried me over his shoulder up the stairs in his house. He reached the top and went into a room where Antonio and Francis were waiting. The two were sitting on a footlocker, and I could have sworn I heard muffled obscenities come from it.

“Ready?” the albino asked.

The other two nodded, and positioned themselves to get off and open the footlocker. Gilbert took me closer to it and threw me inside the split second they opened the lid. When I was fully inside, they immediately closed the lid and––judging by the clatter following after––locked it.

“What the hell?!” I groaned out, still trying to process everything that had just happened.

“Ragazza?!”

I blinked, then peered through the dark to see a familiar face. My eyes widened. “Lovino?!”

“What the hell are you doing in here, ragazza?!”

“What am I––What do you think?! Those a-holes stuffed me in here!”

“Dammit, what the hell is your problem?!” he shouted to outside the footlocker.

Surprisingly, there wasn’t an answer.

Lovino sighed gruffly. “Dammit. First they stuff me in this damn box, and then to make it worse, they put you in here.”

I frowned. “Well, I’m not exactly having a peachy time either,” I said, resting my chin on his chest. I soon relaxed, and to my surprise, so did Lovino. He even let his hand rest on my shoulder blade. His eyes stared blankly upward at the lid of the footlocker, and his breathing slowed and deepened. I pursed my lips in thought as I watched him. I’d never seen him like this before. It was like he was a completely different person. It was. . .nice.

I smiled softly. “You look nice like that.”

“What?” He looked at me, his face back to its tensed and just plain pissed-off expression.

“You looked nice for a minute there,” I explained. “You kind of looked really. . .relaxed. And I thought it was nice. . .since I never see you like that. . .”

Lovino blinked, and I could feel his face heating up. He squirmed uncomfortably for a moment, unintentionally moving me as well, and then growled, “Those damn bastards need to get us out of this frickin’ box.”

I giggled, flashing him a knowing smile.

He looked at me again. “What the hell are you so happy about?”

I smiled warmly at him. “You. You are no doubt the strangest boy I’ve ever met.”

He blinked, then looked away angrily.

I pulled his chin with my finger so that he was looking at me again, the smile still on my face. “But that’s what I love about you.” I pressed my lips to his for a moment, then pulled away to see his amber eyes as wide as they could go. I giggled in amusement, then looked away in slight embarrassment. “Sorry. Just a spur-of-the-moment kind of thi––”

Now it was my turn to be taken by surprise when Lovino forced his lips on mine. He lifted his hand and placed it on the back of my head, the other hand still on my back. He pushed my head closer, causing me to let out a small squeak. I grabbed his shoulders and pulled away, panting from the lack of air.

“What the hell, bella?!” said Lovino, panting as well.

“Lovino,” I said. “Are you kissing me because you like me, or because you just wanna kiss?”

He rolled his eyes and said curtly, “Neither,” before pulling me back into another kiss.

It took a moment for me to figure out what he meant, but I smiled through the kiss when it came to me. He obviously wasn’t doing it because he just wanted to kiss.

And he didn’t like me.

He loved me.

Yes, that was it. I was sure of it.

I was the first to pull away (again) after a long period of heated kissing. While we both panted and stared at each other, I knocked lightly on the side of the footlocker. “Okay, guys. You can let us out now.” I smirked. “And thanks, Gil.”
That's it. I am so done with these. Do you hear me? I'm DONE. (Seriously, I'm done with these. So please, PLEASE, don't ask for any more.)

-England's: [link]
-Italy's: [link]
-Prussia's: [link]
-Spain's: [link]
-Scotland's: [link]
-Germany's: [link]

Story © Me
Picture © Not Me
Hetalia © :iconhimaruyaplz:
You © :iconsexyromano2plz:
Add a Comment:
 
:icona-lonley-bird:
A-Lonley-Bird Featured By Owner May 7, 2014  Hobbyist Photographer
:iconprussiaplz:
Reply
:iconspirk123:
spirk123 Featured By Owner Mar 13, 2014
:icongermanypedofaceplz:
Reply
:iconbadassgermanchick:
badassgermanchick Featured By Owner Feb 28, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
MUAHAHA ! IT SEEMS AS IF IT WAS READER-CHANS IDEA !
Reply
:iconccblackmaiden45:
ccblackmaiden45 Featured By Owner Feb 10, 2014  Student Artist
I love you Let me hug you! Let me hug you! Let me hug you! Let me hug you! Let me hug you! Let me hug you! Let me hug you! Let me hug you! Let me hug you! Let me hug you! 
Reply
:iconhomestuckrox413:
homestuckrox413 Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2013
ahhhhhh!
cute!

Reply
:iconfloridadaawesome:
Floridadaawesome Featured By Owner Nov 15, 2013
son of a bitch! I was in on it the whole time?! 
Reply
:iconzevranarainai1:
zevranarainai1 Featured By Owner Nov 8, 2013
Aww I love his answer, truly very Lovino 
Reply
:iconfishesar:
fishesar Featured By Owner Oct 13, 2013  Student Writer
:iconromano-1plz::iconspain-1plz::iconitaly-1plz: :iconaustriarapedfaceplz::icongermanypedofaceplz::iconprussianosebleedplz:
:iconhetaliabody1plz::iconhetaliabody2plz::iconhetaliabody3plz:  :iconhetaliabody8plz::iconhetaliabody5plz::iconhetaliabody7plz:
Reply
:iconkoyfish13:
koyfish13 Featured By Owner Apr 5, 2014  Student General Artist
Hahahahahhaha wtf
Reply
:iconmikufangalaxy123:
mikufangalaxy123 Featured By Owner Mar 23, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
XDDDD OH MEIN GOTT WHEN I SAY THIS I DIED!!! XDD
Reply
Add a Comment: