Violetta One Shots!

Si sono fottutamente bello | Fedeletta | /102/

For LeenDabaja  *** - translation at the end.

VIOLETTA POV

I close my diary, tracing the patterns on the cover, when my laptop dings. I leap for it, throwing it open.

He was requesting a Skype video talk.

Federico -my boyfriend- and I were both international pop stars, so we both had tours. This time, at the same time. Ten months without seeing each other, without getting one of his hugs or kisses. Ten months and no physical contact.

It was mentally killing me.

I press accept and rest my back against the wall behind my bed. I had a reasonable size room on my tour bus, I was happy with it. Federico comes to the screen and my face immediately breaks into a smile at the sight of his handsome face.

"Ciao amore mio,(***) " He greets and I blush. When he spoke in Italian his voice got deeper, and made my heart beat faster.

"Ciao bellezza,"

Yes, he taught me Italian. We had a lot of time together before we went on tours. I still remember the day he asked me. We were at the keyboard in my room, Federico on the guitar. My room was our favorite place, we would sing together, talk, it was our place pretty much.

"You know what I've realized," Federico speaks up, breaking the silence in the room.

He puts the guitar down, and I look at him. He sits down with me on the bed. He takes my hands in his, and caresses my knuckles softly, studying them.

"Fede, don't leave me hanging," I tease after a minute of us sitting in silence. His eyes widen as he remembers he was going to say something.

"I really like your eyes, they match your complexion, your eyes glow you know, when we are in the sun. And your hair, it's like it shines, it also matches your complexion. Everything just fits together like a puzzle," Federico trails off, looking me in the eye.

The intensity of his gaze, and the words he had just said, made me blush. My cheeks got hot and I had to look away. He chuckled, and I could practically feel the smirk radiating off him, he tilts my chin so I'm looking back at him. My eyes linger on his smirk and it widens.

"You're staring...at my lips," Federico teases and I blush again, but this time I couldn't even look away.

"I think you look really pretty when you blush,"

"No, beautiful in fact," He corrects himself.

"I uh," I struggled to find words and he shushed me with his finger.

"You don't have to say anything, you just have to reciprocate," He reassures me and I give him a confused expression.

Before I can ask him, his lips are on mine. I kiss him back instinctively, thoughtlessly. He kisses me feverishly, cupping my face in his big hands, my hands finding their place on his back. We break away after a few minutes, he licks his lips tantalizingly  and I groan softly. He pecks my lips and a smile graces its way onto my face.

"Vilu, you still there?" Federico takes me out of the memory, and I'm staring at the screen again.

"I want to touch you," I complain and he sighs softly,  a sad look appearing in his brown eyes.