Romano opened the door, not even bothering to knock like usual. But maybe this time he would have wished he did. His eyes opened wide at the sight of me in the green dress, his curl scrunched, and his face turned red. He was angry. "FELICIANO VARGAS" He yelled. He opened his mouth to say something, but quickly shut it too angry for words. He shot me a glare telling me to go change. So I did as he turned to Germany. "I hope-a my brother doesn't get-a angry at Germany... This is-a my fault..." "FELICIANO." I heard my brother call my name a couple minutes later. I came back to the living room in normal clothing. "Do me-a favor and get me-a some ingredients for Alfredo for tonight sí?" "O-ok.. But-a Romano this is-!!!" I was cut off, "FELI." He shot me another glare. "Romano listen to-a me!!" I raised my voice which caught his attention. "Romano, Germany had-a nothing to do-a with this! I was-a forcing it upon him... Please-a don't get-a angry at him..." I blushed. "That is-a all.." I said walking out the door.
"I hope-a everything will be ok.."
DU LIEST GERADE
Do You Remember? Germany x Italy
SonstigesI knew when I first opened my eyes who he was. I remembered the promise and farewell all at once. I remembered, but did he? (This will be a fanfic for GerIta! I will try my best for accents, no promises though. I hope you guys enjoy!)
