3rd person POV
Today that idiotic Italian was coming over to their house. (Y/N)'s mom wanted everything to be perfect, including (Y/N)'s appearance, as she wanted (Y/N) to be able to bond with the boy. As if. (Y/N) had seen him on the street before, with a German and a Japanese boy. She had to say that if she had to choose between the three of them, it would probably be the Japanese boy. He was way more quiet than his friends, but he never smiled, which could honestly be weird sometimes.
"(Y/N)! Come down! Feliciano and Uncle Vargas are waiting for you!"
Right. The boy. (Y/N) smoothed down her shirt and poked her head out the door.
"Coming!" Ugh, fine mom, but if I mess this up, it's YOUR fault, not mine. (Y/N) raged in her mind.
(Y/N) skipped down the stairs, pretending to be excited to see the boy, Feliciano.
"Oh, hey Feliciano! Morning, Uncle Vargas!"
That old man who was probably Feli's dad smiled at me, then returned to the heated discussion between him and my mom.
"But what if he..."
"Nonsense, madam! My dear boy..."
Feliciano whispered to me.
"Hey. We need to talk." He pulled me into a spare room, closed the door and turned to me.
"My father's like your mom. He wants my family to have descendants. My brother isn't interested in girls, so my father wants me to continue the family legacy. I don't want to let him down, but this is stupid. What do you think, if we PRETENDED to like each other, our parents won't have to worry. We can break up whenever we choose to, right? Like when we find someone we like better than each other."
(Y/N) thought about this. "Deal."
They shook pinkies, and went out of the room to find their parents seeming to have reached an agreement.
"All right, you two. We have agreed that (Y/N) can live at the Vargas' household. You can live in the same room as Feliciano." (Y/N)'s mom stated emotionlessly.
Uncle Vargas rummaged in his bag. "You'll need protection though." He pulled out two condoms.
"What! Dad! We won't need that! We're not going to..." Feli lunged for the offending objects.
"Well, you don't know when your desire might overload. Anyways, as much as I want to have grandkids I don't want you to have children before you're married. It's illegal."
(Y/N)'s mom pushed (Y/N) out the door. "Have fun sweetie, see you in a month!"
A MONTH? (Y/N) silently screamed in her head as she was pushed into the car with Feliciano. HOW WILL I COPE?!
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Poor (Y/N), she has to stay with Feli for a whole month XD. Next chapter is starring~you guessed it, it's JAPAN-senpai! It will be in his POV, so I hope y'all will like <3
Any comments pointing out mistakes are welcomed (doesn't mean I don't take compliments too!)
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Shy Boy (Hetalia Japan X Reader)
Fanfiction(Y/N)'s mom wants (Y/N) to find a boyfriend, fast. She hooks (Y/N) up with an Italian boy in her neighborhood. What happens when a Japanese boy starts falling for her but is too shy to tell her? PS. I don't own Japan or you or Hetalia. I'm not THAT...
