Confessions of a Nation (Hetalia fanfic)

Romano

"Fucking hell, why me?" Romano scoffed. "Fucking bottle."

He scratched the back of his neck and sighed heavily.

"Gah, fuck..." He groaned.

"Ve, fr-fratello..." Italy whimpered. "Stop cussing out loud, please."

Romano turned to his brother and slightly gasped.

"So, I guess Romano doesn't have anything to say?" America shrugged.

"No, I do." Romano said sternly. "I-a never wanted to-a say this, but-a fuck it."

He caressed his brother's back and whispered, "I'm sorry, fratellino".

He smooched a small kiss on Italy's head.

He ruffled Italy's auburn hair and smiled softly.

"Okay..." Romano cleared his throat. "I had-a sex with my-a brother."

Germany choked on his beer while Spain yelled in surprise.

"You wHAT?!" They yelled at Romano. "ITALY??!!"

Italy gulped and looked away from their eyes. "Uhm...si... I-a did."

He looked up at Romano and giggled.

"It-a only happened-a once though." He added.

Romano blushed and ruffled Italy's hair again.

"How did zhat happen?" France asked. "You had sex once, and yet it seems so natural to you two, mon Dieu."

Italy looked up at Romano with small puppy eyes. "Are you going to-a tell them-a?"

Romano blushed darkly. "If its okay-a."

Italy nodded and giggled.

Romano nodded back and cleared his throat.

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"So... It's-a actually our-a first time to-a have sex this-a year. We-a used to have-a sex before-a, so, its natural to-a us a bit. So, there you-a go."

~~~

Romano smiled at Italy and kissed him softly.

Spain had a major nosebleed while Germany stared at the siblings.

"Vhat sexy incest." He muttered.

Romano pulled away and smirked.

"Ti amo, mio fratellino." He whispered.

"Ti amo anch'io, mio fratello." Italy replied back.

They kissed again while Romano spun the bottle.

Spain, on the other hand, had fainted.