Quel idiota italiana (Romano X Reader Lemon)

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"He really isn't so bad once you get to know him." Is the most common sentence you heard whenever somebody mentioned the name Lovino Vargas to your best friend. It was well known that Ludwig and Lovino didn't get along well, why you didn't know. They acted civil around each other for Feliciano's sake, but you couldn't call them friends. Or even acquaintances. As you sat with Ludwig, his brother Gilbert and Francis, Ludwig sighed deeply as Gilbert told him about Antonio's message he recieved earlier that day.
"Come on! You have to come, you know what great parties Antonio throws!" Gilbert said to his younger brother, who was currently sitting like a child who had been scolded by his parents: his arms were folded across his broad chest and he was pouting, making Francis laugh.
"Exactly! Don't you remember that one April Fools party he threw?" Francis asked as he draped his arm over Gilbert's shoulder, the other took the French man's hand in his and nodded with a smile.
"I do!" You replied, both men turned to you and smiled, saying they knew why you remembered the particular party.
"If I go then I have to talk to Lovino." Ludwig replied, the three of you all groaned when the German spoke.
"But think how happy Feliciano will be if you get to go! You only have to speak to Lovino for 10 minutes and then when you get home I'm sure Feliciano will be grateful." Gilbert commented as he nudged Francis in the ribs with his elbow and winked to you, making you both laugh as Ludwig sighed deeply again.
"If I do agree to go will you stop talking about my sex life?" He asked, the three of you all nodded and smiled. With a sigh of defeat, the German nodded. "I'll tell Feliciano when he gets back."
"Well, I think we should go and get ready for tonight! We'll see you guys later!" Francis said as he and Gilbert stood from the couch, they both kissed your hair before they left the German's house. Ludwig groaned deeply and slid down his chair, making you laugh.
"Come on, like the guys said, just speak to Lovino for 10 minutes then walk away!" You said as you stood and grabbed both of you a beer from his fridge before you sat crossed legged on the couch again. As he opened the beer and took a drink, he sighed deeply again.
"You haven't met Lovino Vargas! He's what us German's call ein echter Schmerz in den Arsch.*" Ludwig told you, you laughed as you took a drink and shook your head. When the door opened and closed and Feliciano walked into the room he wrapped his arms around your shoulders and said hello to you both. When Ludwig told you about Antonio's party that night, the younger man squealed in delight, making you laugh as you held onto his arms and turned to look up at him. He smiled down to you before he climbed over the back of the couch and took a drink from your beer.
"What time do we have to be there? Oh! Is Lovino going?" He asked as he linked his arm in yours. You shot a smirk to Ludwig, seeing him nod as he drank his beer before looking out of the window. "Of course he will he if it's Antonio. Oh! Bella, do you have something to wear?"
"I'll probably head home to find something and meet you guys there." You replied, laughing as Feliciano took another drink from your beer, you decided to stand and get yourself another from the fridge. You stayed at Feliciano and Ludwig's place about 3 times a week and had your own room along with some clothes there. As you made your way back to the couch, Feliciano put his beer down on the table and stood, taking your hand in his as he pulled you down the corridor.
"Nonsense! You probably have something here to wear! Let's take a look!" The Italian said as he walked into your room and opened your closet.
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"I look ridiculous." You told Feliciano as you climbed out of Ludwig's car, the two men climbed out from the front and Feliciano instantly linked his hand in yours and began to walk up to Antonio's house, when he knocked on the door he turned and smiled to you. Feliciano had picked out an old blouse of yours that was at their place, along with some jeans and boots. It was far from your usual style, but Feliciano told you it suited you. When the door opened, Antonio smiled to you all as he hugged you and kissed your cheeks.
"Welcome! Welcome! Please, come inside! Some people are already here, help yourselves to a drink." He said, you thanked him and walked into the main room, saying hello to Gilbert, Francis, Matthew, Arthur, Alfred and Ivan as they sat talking and drinking. When Ludwig walked over to you and handed you a glass of wine, you thanked him and took a drink. He seemed even more miserable now that he was here, you nudged him with your elbow and told him to smile, however he simply pulled a face to you and took a drink from his beer. You were stood talking with Ludwig, Gilbert and Ivan when you heard a loud shout come from the hallway, causing you all to turn around and look for the source of the sound. Ludwig was the only one who didn't turn around, instead he quickly finished his full beer and sighed deeply, causing Ivan to look at you with a confused expression. When Feliciano and Antonio walked into the room followed by a smaller man with dark brown hair behind them. He looked just as happy to be here as Ludwig did, when Feliciano stood beside you and smiled brightly, you understood who it was.
"(name)! This is my brother Lovino! Lovino, this is (name)! Ludwig's best friend." Feliciano said, you smiled and shook the mans hand, he shook it back but didn't smile.
"Nice to meet you. Antonio, got any nice wine? Not that shit that tastes like vinegar you had the last time I was here." He said before he walked away, the Spaniard followed him as you stood on the spot, a little bewildered by what just happened. As Feliciano went to speak to somebody he knew, you turned to look at Ludwig and took a drink from the new glass of wine he handed you.
"See what I mean?" Was all he said as he took a drink from his beer.