Ti amo: a RomanoXOC fanfiction

Ti do il mio cuore: you have my heart.

"Feli," I asked the cheery Italian, who was eating several slices of pizza. "Who are you and Lovino? Really." 

"What do you mean, bella?" he replied after finishing his first slice. "I am Feliciano, of course! And Lovino is Lovino!" 

"Well, I know that, but..." I paused for a moment, considering my next words carefully. "You know what I mean! What's your real identity?! When I first met you, I could've sworn I'd seen you guys on the Internet before! It was a cartoon or something... Aaarg! What was it!" I slammed my fist against the table, gritting my teeth in frustration. 

"Calmi Giù, Silvia!" Lovino said, gripping my shoulder. "Calm down before you break my f*cking table!" 

I spun around, biting my lip. Lovi wasn't glaring at me(for once), but the unnatural calmness of his gaze still unnerved me. Maybe the way his amber eyes were fixed on me so intensely that made me avert my gaze to the ground. 

"Well, sooorry, Lovino," I apologized sarcastically. "Didn't mean to damage your precious tavolo!" 

I stood up, ready to storm away, but Lovino kept a firm grip on my shoulder. 

"Silvia," he sighed, turning me around to face him. "What's got you so pissed off?" 

"I-" I replied, ripping away from him. "I don't know!" 

I ran up the stairs and slammed the door to the guest room closed. 

~•~ 

I was sitting upside-down in one of the airmchairs, reading the Hunger Games(or at least trying to. It's a little hard reading a book upside-down) when Lovino pulled open the door to my room. I looked over my book(also a bit complicated to do upside-down) and frowned at him. 

"You know," I said. "I could've been naked, for all you know. You can't just barge in here like that." 

"It doesn't matter if I see you naked now," he replied, walking over and sitting on the floor in front of me so that his face was level with mine. "I'd see you in the nude eventually, cara mia." 

"You're creeping me out, stupido," I laughed nervously, trying to lean away from him(another hard thing to do when you're upside-down). "What's up with you today, pervetito?" 

"Shut up and kiss me, allready," he said, pressing his lips against mine before I could protest. I raised my hand and managed to push his face away from mine, but not without rolling onto the floor first. Lovino tilted his head to look at me and smiled.  

"What's the matter with you, stupido?!" I shouted. "You're pazzo! Feliciano! Help!" 

No one answered. 

"Sei il grande amore della mia vita," Lovino whispered in my ear. He kissed the side of my head. "Ti amo, Silvia." 

~•~ 

I woke up the next morning with sweat pouring down my face. I sighed with releif. 

A dream, I thought. It was all a dream. 

After knocking on my door, Lovino walked in. 

"Hey, Silvia," he asked. "Is my phone in here somewhere?" 

"No!" I shouted. He looked at me strangely. 

"Is something wrong, Silvia?" he said. "Or have you just gone pazza?" 

"No," I repeated. "Just... no." 

"Okay, ragazza stupida," he replied, walking over to me. He hooked his finger under my chin and pulled my face up to look at it. "You've been crying. What's wrong? Did you have a bad dream?" 

I looked up at him and nodded. He sighed, and sat down at the edge of my bed. He reached out his hand at touched the side of my face. 

"Do you remember what it was about?" he asked. I felt my cheeks warm up. "Your blushing. Was it sexual?" 

"No!" I replied. "I mean - sort of? Maybe... Yeah." 

"In that case," Lovino stood and walked to the door. "I don't wanna hear about it. See you downstairs, pazza." 

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So how was that? Dirty enough for ya? 

I am currently learning how to swear in Italian, so whenever you learn a new foreign curse word, feel free to use it!