Fictional Character X Reader Oneshots

2p Italy x reader

"Man. What a long day." I threw my keys on the table. "Feli. I'm home!" I heard movement upstairs so assumed it was him. I walked into our room to find a dark haired man sat facing away from me. "Lovino? Is that you?" He turned to face me, his red eyes stared at me. Unmoving. Devoid of emotion. "U-uh. W-who are you? Where's Feliciano?" His gaze softened slightly.
"Feli? Ohhh. He's still here. I am Feliciano, his better half. I'm Luciano."
He sat spinning a knife between his fingers. I slowly walked backwards.
"I-I want my Feli back. Please." He walked over to me, pushing me against the wall the cold metal of the knife tracing lines across my chest.
"I told you. I am your precious Feli, mia bambino."
"No. You're not..." He traced the knife up my neck and over my lips.
"I am. Only better. I know you like a guy to be confident, to take control. I'm what you want. Not that wimp you call a fiancé. Although. Come to think of it, that makes me your fiancé too. You can't have one Italy without the other." He moved closer to me, smirking. I tried to wriggle out of his grip but was unsuccessful. "Oh no bella. You're not going anywhere." I looked away from him. He gently held my chin turning me back to face him. I looked into his deep red eyes, they were rather beautiful, his hair exactly the same only a shade or two darker. He wore a brown uniform and a hat perched lightly to one side of his head. He kept me against the wall with his body, one hand next to my head, the other holding the small cold blade. "You know how many people I had to remove to get to you? It got a little messy around Scandinavia but don't worry I got through."
"They were my friends! Tino. Mathias. Berwald."
"Oh. They weren't dead when I left them. Don't worry." I grabbed his curl and pulled on it hard causing him to cry out in pain.
"You better hope that nothing and I mean NOTHING serious has happened to them! Or I will pull this from your head. Do you understand me Luciano, Feliciano, whoever the hell you are!"
"Ah. Be gentle with that. I know you are with Feliciano. I hear you know exactly how this works." He smirked. He was attractive.
"Shut it creep! You're not my Feli. You never will be." I pulled again. I looked at him, his eyes closed in pain, I let go slightly, only gently holding the curl. He looked back at me.
"I knew you liked me." He smiled.
"Who actually are you?" I asked relaxing slightly.
"I am the other half of your fiancé. The one who set up the Italian Mafia. Anything that went wrong in Italy was probably my fault. Oh well. I just enjoy the feeling of killing people, my helpless and weak other side suppresses me and is all nice and kind and sweet. Disgustoso."
"So you're the polar opposite of my Feli." He pressed the knife to my throat.
"Stop saying that! I am yours too! People think I cannot love, I can. I do. I love you, I will take out anyone who tries to hurt you, I will protect you. I will burn down the world until I can dig you from the ashes. You are mine now."
"Yours." I mumbled in response. He lowered the knife. "O-okay. I guess I can give you a chance... But only one! You hear. You hurt me or any of my friends ever, and that curl of yours will be the last of your worries. You'll get to see my other side. And it ain't pretty."
"I'm sure that dark side is beautiful." He smirked as he pulled me by the collar of my shirt and kissed me. It was how I expected it to be from a man like him, rough, controlling but like any of the Italian brothers, and yes I have once been with Lovino, he was very good. I know the Italians are amazing lovers. "One day I will bring out that dark side and then we'll have some real fun."

A.N. This was so shit but heh. Love me some 2P! Hetalia. -Jadieelynchx