Hetalia x Male!Reader (Yaoi)

Happy Birthday ~ Romano x Male!Reader

That's the translation of my french version "Joyeux anniversaire". 

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     Today was the day before the birthday of the twins Lovino and Feliciano. (M/n) had already found a gift for the youngest, but not yet for the oldest, who was also his boyfriend. And everyone knows how much Lovino is a difficult one. If his present was too bad, he put himself to sulk and said nobody loves him, but when his present is too expensive, he screams it's too beautiful to him and to pay much attention to money spent. In short, to satisfy the young man, it was not easy.

     So (M/n) decided to make it not too low-end or too superficial. The next day would be a little party at Antonio's home until the evening. So, (M/n) had already planned their soirée. He would return home earlier than expected, saying he's sick, to pick the dish ordered from the caterer. Then, when the meal would heat up, he would set the table, he would prepare the bathroom and the bedroom with a romantic atmosphere. The end of the soirée would be in the bed covered with rose petals. After this, (M/n) would offer a beautiful watch to Lovino. Everything had to be perfect for this soirée.

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     The next day, everyone meet at Antonio's home. There was Francis and Gilbert, so the Bad Touch Trio was complete. Ludwig came with Feliciano, Elizabeta and Roderich and (M/n) with Lovino.

     The party was in a full swing, everyone laughed, sang and danced. They also ate a little, but, strangely, (M/n) insisted to his lover not to eat it too. Lovino didn't understand, but did not hesitate to disobey his boyfriend, which was, today, really annoying. When it was time to distribute gifts, the twins were really spoiled. But the elder Italian was very saddened to receive nothing from his lover. (M/n) said he had nothing to offer to him. He did not show it, but because (M/n) had forgotten to buy him a gift made Lovino very angry.

     When he as around 6 pm., (M/n) decided to leave to prepare the little party at his house. First he went to the caterer who had cooked a Milanese escalope to him and even offered him a bottle of good red wine. (M/n) thanked him a thousand times and hurried back home. As he began to warm the meal, he set a beautiful tablecloth, placed properly cutleries and placed in the center table an old chandelier. He installed a dim light in the room before prepare the bedroom. He changed the white blanket with a burgundy-colored and covered the bed and the ground with rose petals he had purchased earlier this day. Then he lit dozens of candles in the bathroom. He would prepare the bath later to prevent the water to be cold. Finally, he donned a gorgeous red dress and high heels before put on makeup slightly. He knew that Lovino would like him this way.

     He went down to the living room, went out the escalopes from the oven, but left them there so they can stay warm until Lovino comes. (M/n) looked at the time, it was nearly 7 pm. Lovino would soon come. 5, 10, 20 minutes went by. He still was not here. That was half an hour (M/n) waited. A little disappointed, the young man sat down on a chair and put his head on the table nicely decorated, but refrained from crying, in case his lover come back.

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One hour sooner

     While Lovino spoke with the beautiful Hungarian, he was in the corner of his eyes the door closed behind (M/n). A dull anger took him. This idiot dared not offer him anything, but he dared slip away from Lovino's birthday party without even telling anyone to. Lovino was really angry against his lover. For punishment, he was going to sulk.

     Even after the party was over and most of the guests were gone, Lovino asked Antonio if he could stay a little longer, which was accepted by the Spanish with joy.

     It was 7 pm and the Italian did not intend to go home for long.

Three hours later

     10:30 pm rang when Lovino insert the key into the lock of his house. When he entered, what surprised him the most was the fragrant odor in the air, but he paid no more attention. He went immediately in his room, hoping to find his boyfriend asleep. But when he opened the door, he was shocked by finding the bed empty, but even more, the rose petals slightly wilted lying on the bed and ground.

     He went to the bathroom next to the bedroom and had a twinge in heart when he discovered the perfumed bathroom with the smell of candles almost all extinct and half consumed.

     He slowly began to understand what he had done. Hurriedly, he went to the lower floor. He found in the kitchen oven, which was delicious Milanese escalopes if they were still warm. Finally, with a knot in his stomach, he entered the living-room, and his heart sank horribly when he saw, his head buried in his arms on a nice romantic table, dressed in a beautiful red dress, his sleeping lover.

     He felt tears come to his eyes when the reality hit him. If (M/n) didn't offer him his gift, if he had silently leave the party, it was because he had planned a romantic soirée for him. And he, poor idiot he was, had ruined everything by deciding not to return at home earlier.

     He slowly approached his lover and slightly shook his shoulder to wake him. When (M/n) looked up, it wasn't his sleepy puffy eyes that the Italian look at first, but the traces of old tears on his cheeks. The knot in his chest tightened again. He felt on his knees in front of his lover and buried his guilty face on (M/n)'s laps while sobbing softly. (M/n) was tenderized and began to stroke his lover's hair. The Italian then began a litany of excuses and tender words to (M/n) while insulting himself.

     The young man had already forgiven Lovino, but the brown-haired man couldn't. (M/n) take his hand and led him to their bedroom. He undressed them both, Lovino was too sad to do it himself. Then, the (h/c)-haired man installed his lover in their bed before join him. He whispered a thousand words of love and promises to calm him down and they both felt asleep with the perspective to postpone their romantic moment tomorrow.