Why me? [2p! Italy x Reader]

Chapter 9

"So... how is everyone?", I (awkwardly) tried to make a conversation.

"They're fine."

"How have you been?"

"Fine. What about you? Why don't you tell us what happened?"

I looked at Luciano. He rolled his eyes and walked away.

"So, long story short: Alfred and me went to a prom, Luciano kidnapped me and I started to live with them. There, are you happy now?"

"...have you two...?", Lovino asked.

"For fuck's sake! No, we haven't!"

Lovino has always been protective over me, as if I was fucking fragile!

I'm grown up and I can take care of myself (at least that's what I think).

"It was just a fucking question, idiota!"

"Shut the fuck up! I can care for myself!"

Feliciano whispered something to Lovino.

"How should I know when she has her days!", Lovino yelled.

"I haven't got my days, what the fuck?!"

"Excuse me, aren't we allowed to ask a fucking question?!"

"Did I say you aren't?!"

"Hey-"

"Not now, Flavio!", Lovino and me hissed.

"Would you both shut the fuck up?", Luciano shouted.

I rolled my eyes. "Fine."

Lovino just "tched" and turned away.

"Everyone is always treating me like a glass doll", I muttered.

"Because they like you~", Flavio said.

"HEY! Don't creep up just from nowhere!!", I shouted.

"Sorry, I just wanted to give you an answer~" He winked.

I groaned and went upstairs to my room and locked my door.

Are all Italians so... annoying?

Someone knocked at my door.

"Go away", I hissed.

"Bella... I wanted to apologise for mio fratello.... anyways, I got pasta! Ve~"

"...I'm eating pasta everyday... but if it's you..."

I unlocked the door and let Feliciano it, but I locked the door right after.

He handed me a bowl of pasta.

"Thank you..."

"No need to thank me! Just eat!", he said, smiling. He handed me a fork.

I smiled back and took the fork.
Then I started to eat.

It tasted good, but it wasn't special. I've rarely eaten anything else but pasta since I'm here.

Pasta, pasta, pasta.

Am I in pasta hell?

I finished the bowl and put it on the desk.

"What are the... What are they doing?", I asked.

"Oh, Luciano is fighting with Lovino, so I just quickly took a bowl with pasta and got here, it's so loud!!", he exclaimed, scared and worried.