It's sunday and the cafe's closed, so I convinced Lovi to come spend the day with me in the tomato field, we joked and he is still just as sarp with comebacks, It's a little strange him not calling me bastard and he was confused why 'the albino pedo' suddenly stopped harrassing him, but it was pretty much the same as before otherwise.
It was probably a bad idea but after lunch I kissed him again, he threw a tomato in my face and ran away swearing.
I was going to just brush it off and wait for him to calm down but he screamed, not even an angry scream, but one of pain and terror, I swore I would never let him be scared when he was ittle, I'm not abut to break that promise now.
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Down South
Fanfictioneveryone knows Hetalia from Veneziano's side, but what about Romano? where was he during all of this? this is Romano's diary (that I may or may not have stolen from his bedroom) it is will of photos and stories of him growing up with Spain (warning...
