Torture (2p! Italy X Reader) (DISCONTINUED!!!)

XXVI - The Fake Smiles of Flavio

Let's just give this guy more love, please. XD

He's just as lonely as I am IRL. XD

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Flavio sobbed in his hands in his room as Luciano and (y/n) slept in their room.

"I'm just-a so jealous-a..." He sobbed. "Why am-a I alone-a?"

He clenched his fists and wiped his tears.

"Oh, let's not-a forget that-a I'm going-a to disappear-a!!" He cried again. "Does fate-a hate me-a that much-a?!"

(y/n) awoke to hear Flavio yell and cry in his room, whilst Luciano was still asleep.

She walked outside and knocked on Flavio's door. "Flavi?"

Flavio gasped and wiped his tears. "C-Come on-a in!"

(y/n) went in and saw Flavio sit on his bed in his designer outfit as he looked down at his feet.

"Why are you crying?" (y/n) asked, approaching him.

"Me?" Flavio scoffed. "Crying? Hey, I-a may be-a wimp, but-a I don't-a cry!"

(y/n) sat next to him who scooted away and messed with his hands.

"Flavio." (y/n) said sternly. "Tell me this instant.

"You-a must be-a hearing things-a." Flavio laughed. "I only-a cry when-a Luciano insults-a me!"

(y/n), who had had enough, slapped Flavio across his face very hard, surprising him.

"You jerk, tell me!" She demanded. "I'm sorry I slapped you, but you deserved it since you're being a liar!"

Flavio may have been slapped, but for the first time, he didn't cry nor whimper or even look at who slapped him to complain, he simply kept his mouth shut and looked away.

"Flavio Vargas, tell me!" (y/n) demanded.

"Why-a should I-a?" Flavio scoffed. "You don't-a need to-a worry about-a me. And-a don't mind-a the yelling-a, I yell-a when I'm-a  nervous."

He looked up at (y/n), a soft smile on his lips.

"I'm-a okay, really-a." He added.

(y/n) frowned, knowing he was lying.

"Okay then, Flavio." She said.

She pecked a kiss on his cheek before leaving.

And before she left, she picked up a crumpled piece of paper on the floor, luckily, Flavio didn't notice.

As she went out, she opened the paper up and saw what was scribbled on it.

In a normal size and font, it said "I'm OK", but around it in a bold lettering, it said "I'm broken".

I'm
BROKEN

"Flavio..." (y/n) frowned sadly as she stared at the door to his room.

And soon, some memories flashed before her eyes.

They were of Flavio and his smiles.

Were they fake, or did they turn fake somehow in the future?

"I've done enough. Arrivedercci."

"Is he...jealous?" (y/n) thought out loud. "No, he can't be..."

"You-a just stole my-a first kiss... Oh... Oh, dear!"
"I'm so sorry!!"
"Ahaha, its okay, bella! I-a never  saved it-a for someone-a..."
"Oh, why is that?"
"No one loves-a me anyways-a. So, you can-a see why."

"Flavio, you poor bastard..." (y/n) sighed heavily, before entering his room again.

Flavio laid on his bed, sniffing as he sobbed softly onto his sheets.

(y/n) sat next to him and caressed his cheek.

"Don't-a touch me, (y/n)..." Flavio sobbed. "Please-a..."

He turned around and looked up at her.

(y/n) embraced him tightly and grasped onto his suit.

"Please tell me, Flavi..." She whispered, on the verge of tears. "You're jealous, aren't you?"

Flavio pushed her away gently and looked away, tears sliding out his fuchsia eyes.

"Please leave-a me be..." He cried. "I'm-a sorry..."

(y/n) soon began to sob softly, so Flavio took her in his arms.

"When I-a go," he whispered. "Please-a don't forget-a me... That's-a the only favor I-a ask of-a you..."

(y/n) nodded as her tears stained Flavio's suit. "I promise you, I won't forget you!"

Flavio hugged her tightly and sobbed on her shoulder. "Grazie... Bella..."

He tried to stop crying, but its too hard for him.

"Please, don't leave me alone with people I don't know..." (y/n) cried softly, her grasp tightening.

"They're-a as good as-a us, believe me." Flavio said. "They're-a only different-a people, but-a deep down, they're-a still us."

He gently pushed (y/n) away and smiled softly. "People are-a not as-a bad as they-a seem, si?"

(y/n) looked up at Flavio and his sweet loving smile.

It was sad to see him smile even though he was broken and lonely.

How can he easily wear that mask to hide his pain and sadness. No one can easily do that.

"Please-a smile for-a me." Flavio begged. "Please, (nickname)?"

(y/n) tried to, and eventually she did.

"Grazie." Flavio smiled softly again.

He chuckled and ruffled (y/n)'s hair. "That's good."

(y/n) held Flavio's hand.

"Please tell me everything that hurts you." She said.

"When the-a time is-a right, I-a will." Flavio smiled. "I
-a promise you-a."

(y/n) decided to ask no more, so.she simply giggled and nodded. "Okay!"

And because of this, Flavio has never been this happy.

But he still isn't happy enough.