(Y/N)'s POV
Ugh. Finally don't have to face that idiot, I grumbled to myself as I went to the Vargas' house. I had hated my mom even more ever since she had pushed me to the car, which had assured me safe passage to the Vargas' family. As if I would ever 'have fun'! God, nearly every second was a complete nightmare. Romano was a jerk, and Uncle Vargas only wanted Feli and I to 'build up a healthy relationship'. God was it stupid.
The pretending was probably the worst. All day, kids in my school shipped us, called us the couple of the year, and other crap. We could only smile and pretend to actually be in love with each other, even when we were NOT.
*TIMESKIP*
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(Y/N)'s POV
"Uncle! I'm home!"
I slammed the door behind me the same time he said, "Welcome back! Where's Feliciano?"
"Training with Germany-senpai!"
"Come here and help me with something, ok?"
"What, Uncle?"
"You know how Feliciano's favorite food is pasta, right?"
I nodded.
"Well, it's his birthday today, and..."
WHAT? It's Feli's BIRTHDAY today? Nobody told me.
"And I want you to make him pasta."
Wait... What? I'm not his wife, I don't need to make him food! What, did I just become his personal chef or something?
Seeing the reaction on my face, Uncle Vargas said, "(Y/N), it won't be so bad. Think about the expression on Feli's face when he finds out that you made him pasta!"
Yep, right. Am I supposed to be all 'delighted' to see the expression of surprise on his face? 'Cause I sure wouldn't.
"Sure, Uncle." I replied.
"Great! If you finish making him pasta you can help with the decorations."
Yep, I thought. Not only Feli's personal chef, but also his maid and butler combined. Argh. As if I'm not busy enough with school. Just, great.
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Poor (Y/N), having to do everything for Feli XD
Next chapter will be in Japan's POV again, cuz I know all you fangirls want him back in the spotlight ^3^
Happy reading, and adios~
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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...
