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The ambulance pulled up in front of [f/n] [l/n]’s house. Again.
The siren blared, the lights flashed and she was wheeled out, strapped securely to a gurney.
Lovino Vargas sighed unhappily.
The [h/c] haired girl had been in and out of the hospital multiple times that year, each time having Lovino as her nurse.
She smiled weakly when she saw him.
His heart twisted painfully at how pale and tired she looked.
“Hey Lovi…”
“Ciao [f/n].”
He and the other attendants helped her into the ambulance and began to drive away.
“Hey, Lovi…?”
“Si, what is it?”
“I know this is kind of awkward, but…I’ve been meaning to ask you…are you single?”
The Italian blushed darkly and cleared his throat, not looking at her. “S-Si, I am…why?”
She smiled drowsily as he began to prep her oxygen mask.
“Oh…no reason…I just know a lot of single people and I’m thinking about trying to set them up.”
“I…see…” he said softly. “Well, I already have a ragazza that I like.”
“Oh, really? Lucky girl.” She blushed slightly, heart sinking. “Do I know her?”
He nodded and moved closer to her, aware that she was about to pass out.
Suddenly, the girl felt warmth on her lips and her eyes widened when she realized what was happening.
Lovino was kissing her.
“It’s you.” He said quietly after pulling away and strapping her mask on.
Just as her eyes closed, finally out.
~Lovino’s thoughts~
DAMMIT! Why did I do that?! I’m so getting fired.
I just…couldn’t help myself…
The siren blared, the lights flashed and she was wheeled out, strapped securely to a gurney.
Lovino Vargas sighed unhappily.
The [h/c] haired girl had been in and out of the hospital multiple times that year, each time having Lovino as her nurse.
She smiled weakly when she saw him.
His heart twisted painfully at how pale and tired she looked.
“Hey Lovi…”
“Ciao [f/n].”
He and the other attendants helped her into the ambulance and began to drive away.
“Hey, Lovi…?”
“Si, what is it?”
“I know this is kind of awkward, but…I’ve been meaning to ask you…are you single?”
The Italian blushed darkly and cleared his throat, not looking at her. “S-Si, I am…why?”
She smiled drowsily as he began to prep her oxygen mask.
“Oh…no reason…I just know a lot of single people and I’m thinking about trying to set them up.”
“I…see…” he said softly. “Well, I already have a ragazza that I like.”
“Oh, really? Lucky girl.” She blushed slightly, heart sinking. “Do I know her?”
He nodded and moved closer to her, aware that she was about to pass out.
Suddenly, the girl felt warmth on her lips and her eyes widened when she realized what was happening.
Lovino was kissing her.
“It’s you.” He said quietly after pulling away and strapping her mask on.
Just as her eyes closed, finally out.
~Lovino’s thoughts~
DAMMIT! Why did I do that?! I’m so getting fired.
I just…couldn’t help myself…
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Tickle Fight (Romano x Reader)
A/N: Thank you to my friend Ashton for giving me the idea for this one since I've been having major writers block lately! (I seriously couldn't even write an essay for school ugh)
Warning: Swearing (There's only one, this is Romano and it's not a proper Romano fic without a cursing Italian.)
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The sounds of the television echoed in the quiet atmosphere
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“Don’t come in stupido!” Romano’s voice screamed from inside the locked room. You knocked on the door, a worried Italy standing behind you.
“He’ll answer for you maybe,” Italy said hopefully.
“Romano? Please unlock the door. It’s me (y/n).” You said softly. A thump, then a few shuffling steps enacted from the room. Then a small click, and quick shuffling away alerted you to the now unlocked door.
“Italy, wait out here. I’ll try not to be long,” You told him. He nodded and saluted you.
“Yes ma’am!” He said and leaned against the wall with a ditz
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"Ergh.. Ragazza, why is it so damn hot?!" Your head groggily rose up from the pillow on the floor, your eyes meeting with those of the Italian: Lovino Vargas. His hazel eyes were locked with yours, and an irritated expression was worn on his face. He looked like he had just woken up from one of his naps, or, as he would call it, siestas. A yawn escaped your throat, and you looked around the room. Fans were nearly everywhere, blowing warm air into the area.
"I dunno. It's July. What'd you expect, Lovi?" you asked sleepily, your eyelids drooping down.
"Cooler temperatures!" he replied with an aggravated ton
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This is a one-shot I wrote a while ago that I had intended to turn into a series that I never really had the motivation for.
So it's a one-shot.
Just figured I'd upload something while the other fanfics are in the works.
Still working on the Denmark x reader and the two Canada x reader fanfics as well as another one-shot and a possible new series.
Keep an eye out for those!
Please Enjoy~
The story is mine.
I don't own you or Hetalia.
Hetalia (c) Hidekaz Himaruya
You belong to yourself.
pic found here: www.zerochan.net/1458506#full
This is a one-shot I wrote a while ago that I had intended to turn into a series that I never really had the motivation for.
So it's a one-shot.
Just figured I'd upload something while the other fanfics are in the works.
Still working on the Denmark x reader and the two Canada x reader fanfics as well as another one-shot and a possible new series.
Keep an eye out for those!
Please Enjoy~
The story is mine.
I don't own you or Hetalia.
Hetalia (c) Hidekaz Himaruya
You belong to yourself.
pic found here: www.zerochan.net/1458506#full
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OH NO YOU WON'T TAKE ME TO A HOSPITAL. I WILL DIE EVEN NEAR ONE. I EVEN FAINT IF I SEE A SYRINGE!!