You hummed to yourself as you walked down the sunny streets of Italy, shopping bag in hand. Your sundress billowed around your knees, your soft hair gently brushing against your sunkissed shoulders. You stopped, looking through windows at gorgeous dresses and pretty hair accesories. Suddenly, an irresistable smell drifted past your nose and you closed your eyes; Pasta. You opened your eyes and scanned the streets until you saw a cute little restaurant. Without hesitating, you began to run through the crowd, weaving between people as you made your way to the Italian restaurant. Just as you were approaching the shop, you collided right into someone; you were sent sprawling onto the ground, but remained un-hurt.
"Oh! Sorry, Tesoro(1)!" You looked up into the eyes of a cute brown-eyed, brown haired Italian guy who had a cute stray lock of hair curling off the left side of his head; he extended a hand for you, and you gladly took it, blushing slightly. "I'm Feliciano, by the way," he adds in a sweet Italian accented voice. You introduced yourself in response as he helped you back onto your feet. "Pleased to meet you!" He continued cheerfully. You nodded. "You too!" He smiled at you. "So, were you going in...?" he asked, gesturing to the restaurant. You nodded. "Yes, I love Italian food!" You exclaimed. He laughed. "I thought so..." He smiled warmly at you. "To make up for the collision, why not I take you...? I can pay!" He bubbled. You smiled, pink dusting your cheeks. "Thank you, but you don't have to.. It was my fault, re-" He interrupted you by grabbing your hand, pulling you towards the restaurant. "No, I insist! Besides, I would love to bring someone nice like you to one of my favourite places...!" You smiled widely, blushing a little darker at his compliment. "Thank you!" You exclaimed. "That's very kind of you..." He chuckled. "It's my pleasure!" He opened the door for you, and you gratefully walked in. The restaurant was loud and happy sounding, and smelled of pizza, pasta sauce and tomatoes. You inhaled deeply.
Oh, how you loved Italian food! Suddenly, a scene of Lady and the Tramp flashed through your mind... where the two dogs had shared a spaghetti strand, meeting in the center with a kiss... You blushed, deep in thought of you and Feliciano doing the same... "Where should we sit?" he asked, interrupting your thoughts. "Hmm?" You turned ot him. "Oh, whereever is fine for me..." He laughed, and took your hand, leading you to a small table for two in the corner. You smiled, sitting down. Moments later, a waiter came, and he quickly ordered for the two of you in complicated Italian. You sat there, stunned. Moments later, you had just been outside window-shopping... Now, you were sitting in a fancy Italian restaurant with some cute Italian guy. He smiled, turning to you as the waiter whisked away to the kitchen. "So..." Feliciano said. "Tell me a little about yourself! For example, why are you here, to begin with?" You smiled, and explained to him that you were in Italy for a month for your summer break; From that, you went to favourite season, and from that... well, favourite everything. Movie, book, band, singer, food... Your conversation was suddenly interrupted as your food arrived; Two big plates of spaghetti, meatballs and pasta sauce, along with red wine. You let out a squeal of excitement, swirling some pasta around your fork; it was delicious.
"Good?" he asked you with a grin. You nodded enthusiastically.
"Delicious!" You two continued to chat about family and life, eating in between. The sun slowly began to sink. It was getting late. The two of you finished eating, and exited the restaurant, Feliciano leaving a big tip for an awesome meal. The two of you talked on, walking down the streets and down to the river-side, where he sweetly bought you an ice-cream. The sun slowly set, and you were slowly getting tired. He walked you to your hotel; it had been a wonderful day! "Goodbye!" He called. "You have my number... Call me any time! It was a great night!" You smiled and blushed, giving him a hug. "And you call me when you want! I had a great night... Thank you!" He laughed and pulled away from you, then gently leaned in and brushed his lips against yours. Your eyes widened in surprise, but you kissed back. "Goodnight!" he murmured, turning and walking away. "Goodnight, Feliciano!" You called after him, blushing, before you turned and walked into the hotel.
1: Tesoro = Dear, Darling
Yeah, I know. Shitty. But I had no other ideas... Sorry! If there are any more requests, just tell me!
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I was such a weeb, forgive me k bye I shall continue editing more of these weeby chapters
