Adding a Mute to the Mix (2p! Italy x Mute! Reader x 2p! Romano)

Chapter Seven - Visitors On the Horizon

Boredom overwhelmed you as you sat in your provided room. You checked one of the clocks in the room and pulled a pillow over your face at the sight of 4:30. This marked being confined to the room for nearly three hours with nothing to do but read books and look out the windows. You did have snacks and something to drink thanks to Elizabeth. During the time of your captivity, you had committed her appearance to memory in hopes that you'd always be able to easily pick her out in a room.

She's wasn't exactly tall for a female, but she wasn't short either. Her hair was a dark brown with subtle blond highlights that went down to the middle of her back with it pulled into a low ponytail. Her eyes were green with what looked like a golden ring around her pupil. Her skin was slightly tanned. She wore a non-traditional maid outfit, most likely one of Flavio's own design. The dress went to about mid-thigh and alternated skirt ruffles between an initial color of white, then a thin section of black, then back to a longer section of white, and ended with another small ruffle of black. The shirt area of the dress, which was white and short sleeved, zipped up the front from the waist to the collar of the dress. Seven larger, decorative buttons held back two flaps of fabric on the shirt on either side of zipper and tapered off in width to a point. Underneath them towards the bottom were black pieces of fabric that formed a point that lined up with the point of the white above them before slowly going upward and back. The final piece of the dress included a black ruffle cravat to hide the zipper by the collar. The rest of her outfit consisted of black stockings and black Mary Jane shoes.

You sighed and grabbed another grape off of the tray Elizabeth had brought you and ate it. Your gaze was settled on the ceiling as you laid on your back on the couch with your feet hanging over the top of the backrest, your head slightly propped up by a stack of pillows you had made between the couch and the coffee table about a foot away from you. A knock them sounded on the door, causing you to remove the pillow and glance towards it to see who would enter. It was just a maid, but it wasn't Elizabeth. This maid was a raven haired woman with charcoal colored eyes and a darker complexion. She wore the same uniform though.

"Pardon the intrusion, Miss, but I was sent by Flavio to tell you that you'll be joined for dinner tonight by a few of his and his brother's friends."

        You recovered your face with the pillow. "Why? Why me?" You mentally groaned.

        "Another maid will be here shortly with some new clothing for you to wear to dinner. Would you like either of us to stay and help you get ready?"

        You removed the pillow a final time and shook your head. The maid nodded and left before the other maid she spoke of brought in a (f/c), knee length dress with matching ballet flats. They left soon after to allow you to get ready. You waited until possibly the last second to change and brush your hair again before a third maid came in to escort you to dinner. Once more you were the first to arrive to the dining room. You took your seat and waited as patiently as you could. You absentmindedly drummed your fingers on the table. Soon enough the brothers entered. Trailing behind them were four new men.

The first you noticed was a tanned male with dark brown, almost black hair with a white patch making up his bangs. You made note of the scar running across his lips on a diagonal. Flavio seemed extremely close with him, but the guy didn't look all too happy to be around him. The second man was much shorter than all of them. He was also on the paler side with a similar shade of hair to the first man, but his eyes were crimson instead a dark green like the man with the scar. The third male was a tall, buff blond. His hair was sort of messy with a slight wave to it. It seemed he used gel to poof it up a little though towards the front. He had a slight tan and a scar on his left cheek. His eyes were a stunning shade of violet. The final man, who was able to hide himself pretty well behind the tall blond, was the palest of them all. His hair, platinum blondish-white in color, was pulled back into a low ponytail with a gray ribbon. His bangs and a few loose strands of hair that were too short to be pulled back hang loosely by his face. His eyes were stunning bright red.

You took notice to how they all were in t-shirts, some kind of jeans or joggers, and boots, except for Flavio. This ticked you off. Why did you have to wear a dress while they could lounge comfortably during dinner in their t-shirts? It definitely wasn't fair to you, and you had half a mind to leave and change back into what you had on previously. The downfall in planning to do that was that the buff blond sat down on your open side, and you were pretty sure that if you tried to leave and one of the Italians told someone to keep you from leaving that he would restrain you no problem. So, you stayed put in your chair with a small pout. Not long after everyone was seated, dinner was brought out. The males conversed among themselves, except for the red eyes male. He was being awfully quiet.

        "You know, Gilen," said Flavio. "(Y/n) here is mute."

        The platinum blondish-white haired male looked towards you from around the blond between you and signed to you, but you barely understood him. He tried again but still had no luck. A third attempt was made, this time working. You nodded in response to his confirmation question.

        "Are you mute too?" you signed.

        "Selectively. It's usually when I'm in a room with someone new or there are just too many people. I'm more so partiality deaf, so signing is easiest in cases like this," he signed back before moving some hair out of the way for you to see his hearing aids.

"That has to suck sometimes, doesn't it?"

"Yes, but it's also a blessing because I can just turn my hearing aids off or take them out when I don't want to hear people talking. It's pretty great in instances like that."

"I didn't think of it that way, but that does sound great."

He nodded with a small smile before sitting back in his chair to finish eating. You did the same, now in a much better mood. Throughout the rest of dinner, you got to know everyone's names. Gilen you had figured out first. The blond male next to you, Lutz, was next, which you also found out that him and Gilen were brothers. The shortest male was named Kuro, and the tanned man was Andrés. You were a little weary of Andrés since he had the permanent look of agitation on his face and looked ready to murder anyone in the room. Kuro seemed nice, but he kept staring at you when he thought you weren't looking. Then there was Lutz. Lutz touched your shoulders a lot during dinner, whether that was placing a hand on one or slinging an arm around both of them. He was given a death glare by Luciano every time and usually removed himself from your premises within a couple minutes. Gilen was by far your favorite for obvious reasons.

Flavio asked everyone, except for you, if they wanted to spend the night so they could continue their discussions in the morning. Andrés seemed to be the only one to object to this, but you could tell that Flavio would force him to stay. Dinner was cleared away, and the entire table got up to leave the room. Luciano was joined by Kuro and Lutz to go off in one direction while Flavio and Andrés went in the other. That left Gilen with you, which you didn't mind. Perhaps this was your chance to obtain some information on the Italians? If it was, you would surely take advantage of it while you had the time.

~Author's Note~

DreamsForDays here! Finally I was able to make a slightly longer chapter. It's still on the shorter side, but it's still longer than a few of the previous chapters. And look everyone the rest of the 2p Axis and 2p Spain have made their first appearance! Yes, I decided to toy around with Gilen a bit. He'll be important later in the story. The dress at the top of the update is the maid outfit that I attempted to describe, but words can only do a picture so much justice. For those of you waiting for your headcanon requests to be published, I have eight of them to do, seven of which are from you guys and one of my own, but your requests take precedence. I'm going to be a little slow to getting to them since my school has midterms starting next week, but I'll try to work through them in my free time. There are no translations this chapter, so I'll end this update here. Thanks for reading! Feedback in the comments is always appreciated! Until next time!