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Italy x Reader x Romano - She's Ours! [An Exception, Lemon]

So...Uhm, yeah. Since you guys wanted a lemon. This is an exception, alright? But I'm still going to do separate endings. This is just an extra, hmm? Yeah? Good with ya? Alright!

Warning: R-18 stuff that you need to see--oh scheisse, I meant not for you to see unless you really want to, continue.

Bold- exerting some emphasis on the word/s.
Italics and Bold- Thoughts/Spoken from the past
Italic- Past

GUYS, THERE ARE SOME BAD FILIPINO WORDS, IMMA TRANSLATE NOW. BUT ALWAYS REMEMBER, WE'RE NOT LIKE THAT. I JUST HAD TO THINK OF SOMETHING. AND PLEASE DONT HATE FILIPINOES!

Taong-grasa- A dirty poor Uhm, girl..
P*tang-Ina- Well, uhhh, maddafucka.
--YOU'RE TOXIC-IM SLIPPING UNDER--

You huff and stomp your way to your room, eyebrows furrowed and a frown on your face. You glare your (e/c) orbs onto your door and grabbed the handle tightly, gritting your teeth. You open it and walk in, slamming the door shut.

Antonio flinched at the hard shutting of the door. He looked back and heard you shouting, ranting every word you just think about. Antonio's eyebrows knitted together, confused. His emerald eyes showing it quite openly. He sighs and walk to your door, knocking calmly.

You heard the knock and stop talking. You looked back and heaved a deep breath, letting it out after a while. You open the door, smiling with closed eyes and even though you didn't see who it was, you got a feeling, it wasn't the brothers.

"Amiga, is something wrong?"

You open your eyes slowly, seeing the Spanish's worried face. You sigh but doesn't let him in. You shrug, looking away, eyes distant with a distracted frown again. He sighs, too. As he scratches the back of his head, he smiles nervously.

"Is it about the brothers? Had they done anything that wasn't good-if yes, I will talk to them-"

"No, don't, they didn't have anything to do with this," You snort quietly and thought, They started everything about this.

Antonio's eyes' brightness faltered but his smile didn't. He continues to smile but it was only for a little while as he nodded. "Alright, then I presume everything's fine?" You look down on your doorstep, nodding and muttering, "Yeah...yeah." He nodded and walked away, seeming to hurry as well.

You sigh and closes the door, sliding down the door. Your legs went close to your chest, your hands surrounding and holding them as you put your head in between, sighing exhaustedly. You close your eyes, for once, liking the darkness and silence.

Unknowingly, tears had gone down from your cheek to your neck. It flowed quite slowly. You gasp, feeling it. You sniff and tried to blink it away but it had already fallen. You sniff, gasping for air as you sobbed on your knees for an hour.

I'm crying again.

Why...

But I'm not alone anymore...

They love me...that's impossible..

You lay your head on the door, tears starting to dry, getting sleepy, too. You blink again, looking at the ceiling, getting dizzy by the minute. Your eyes felt heavy as you let your eyes stay open. You were getting tired and closed your eyes as you stare at the darkness. Your breath evened and got slower.

"No one can love me, ever.." You spoke and dozed off to sleep.

"Oi, it's the taong-grasa!! Alone as always? Well, why don't you come with us! We'll treat you at our worse!"