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~flashback~
"Hi, Flavio." You said.
"Bella, I've decided, that from now on, you're my wife." Flavio said.
"What?" You asked. Flavio held your hand tightly.
"Natasha said, that when two people truly love each other, they get married, so from now on, we're married." Flavio said. Thinking it was just one of the many jokes he often pulled on you, you nodded.
"Okay." You said.
~three years later~
"So, poppet, do you want to see a movie?" Oliver asked. Before you could say anything, two protective arms wrapped around you.
"I didn't know that you were so low, that you would ask out a married woman!" A familiar voice shouted.
After having a talk about love with a certain Belarusian girl, Flavio Vargas had developed a mindset that you were his wife. And due to this, he practically banned you from talking to any other boys.
"I'm sorry." Oliver said before walking away and mumbling something about cupcakes. Annoyed, you glared at Flavio.
"Flavio, when you started this in eighth grade, I thought it was kind of funny. But, now you have to STOP!" You shouted.
"Stop what?" Flavio asked.
"Calling me your wife! Do you have any idea, how many people made fun of me after that one time at lunch!?" You shouted.
~two weeks ago~
You were looking for a good place to sit. Normally, you would keep your face hidden to avoid your "husband" but unfortunately, you forgot to hide your face today.
"Bella! Bella! Sit with me!" Flavio shouted. After mentally groaning, you sat next to the blonde Italian.
"Do I really have to sit with you?" You asked.
"Of course you do! You're my wife, and you should stay by my side!" Flavio said forgetting to lower his voice. Several people began laughing at the two of you.
And so, for the rest of the week, people called you "the wife of a gay man."
~now~
"I'm sorry, I didn't know." Flavio said. After that, you ranted on about how many times he had embarrassed you. You stopped when you saw he was about to cry.
"Fine! I guess you DON'T truly love me!" Flavio shouted before he ran away crying.
"Hi, Flavio." You said.
"Bella, I've decided, that from now on, you're my wife." Flavio said.
"What?" You asked. Flavio held your hand tightly.
"Natasha said, that when two people truly love each other, they get married, so from now on, we're married." Flavio said. Thinking it was just one of the many jokes he often pulled on you, you nodded.
"Okay." You said.
~three years later~
"So, poppet, do you want to see a movie?" Oliver asked. Before you could say anything, two protective arms wrapped around you.
"I didn't know that you were so low, that you would ask out a married woman!" A familiar voice shouted.
After having a talk about love with a certain Belarusian girl, Flavio Vargas had developed a mindset that you were his wife. And due to this, he practically banned you from talking to any other boys.
"I'm sorry." Oliver said before walking away and mumbling something about cupcakes. Annoyed, you glared at Flavio.
"Flavio, when you started this in eighth grade, I thought it was kind of funny. But, now you have to STOP!" You shouted.
"Stop what?" Flavio asked.
"Calling me your wife! Do you have any idea, how many people made fun of me after that one time at lunch!?" You shouted.
~two weeks ago~
You were looking for a good place to sit. Normally, you would keep your face hidden to avoid your "husband" but unfortunately, you forgot to hide your face today.
"Bella! Bella! Sit with me!" Flavio shouted. After mentally groaning, you sat next to the blonde Italian.
"Do I really have to sit with you?" You asked.
"Of course you do! You're my wife, and you should stay by my side!" Flavio said forgetting to lower his voice. Several people began laughing at the two of you.
And so, for the rest of the week, people called you "the wife of a gay man."
~now~
"I'm sorry, I didn't know." Flavio said. After that, you ranted on about how many times he had embarrassed you. You stopped when you saw he was about to cry.
"Fine! I guess you DON'T truly love me!" Flavio shouted before he ran away crying.
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Hetalia: Italy x Reader x Romano: (1/2)
Hetalia: Italy x Reader x Romano
Because of an Italian Restaurant.
In the kitchen with the Italians (1/2).
A/N: Don't forget to read the beginning~!! The link to the start is also down in the description~!
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You opened up the folded paper, curiosity showing on your face. It simply said,
'Please go into the kitchen.'
You looked up, turned around and found that the older waiter was no where to be seen. 'Creepy,' You thought in your head, 'Oh well, maybe the waiter was busy?' You stared back at the note and then at the grand clock in the restaurant. "I guess I have time to spare..." And so,
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2p EnglandXreader: Not Human pt 10
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^184 years earlyer^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
“ ’ey Oliver, isn’t zat where your old village was?” Louis asked. The two had gone for a horse ride through the forest, but considering their size, Louis’s mother had put them on ponies instead. They didn’t mind. Oliver was only nine, and Louis was eleven.
Oliver looked in the direction that Louis was pointing at to see a thin line of smoke drifting above it. He cocked his head to the side with curiosity. “Yes, but it should have been abandoned. Unless of course the humans that took over, which would make sense.&rdq
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2p!Italy x child!reader- Family love (part 12)
As you rode in the car with your uncle, you two sung loudly with the radio and the windows down. During one of the commercials, you looked into the side mirror to fix your hair. "Anyway, niecey! How's your weekend looking?"
"Oh I have to go to Ivan's...Other than that, probably just watching movies. Luciano might sit with me and watch too if he's not too busy."
"Aww. You miss your daddy?"
You laugh a little at his statement then turn the music station down some. "You're funny. I just don't have a lot to do sometimes because I'm not allowed to go out and do half the 'dangerous' things. It's not fair."
"Well you are only eleven."
"Exactly!
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NO FLAVIO please come back I didn’t mean it .