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Hetalia {Happy Birthday!~August} (Romano)

++++Written for me on quizilla++++

You rang the doorbell to Romano’s house, wondering why he had invited you over anyway. He was constantly rude to you, arguing with you over trivial things and doing things just to annoy you. Despite that, the two of you were good friends. Was there a slim chance that he had remembered that it was your birthday today? Probably not. You were surprised then, when Spain opened the front door with a large grin plastered on his face.

“(Name)! Come in, I’m glad that you could make it.” He chirped as he stood aside to let you pass.

“Thanks, do you know why-“you stepped in but were cut off at the sight in front of you.

There was a colourful banner strung across the living room and a large cake laid out on the table. A single large fireworks candle was on the cake but your attention was drawn more to the large crowd around it. Had the entire Hetalia crew been invited? They ushered you to the cake and began to sing. You smiled as they finished their song and began clapping.

“Thanks guys.” You said, slightly embarrassed but pleasantly surprised that someone would have organized this for you.

The fireworks candle was lit and a column of sparks shot up. When it finally died out, Romano carefully removed it from the cake and threw it out. Your gaze followed him briefly but he didn’t look your way. You cut the cake and handed out the slices before moving to get some space and chat to the other guests.

“Happy birthday (Name) ~” cried Italy before embracing you tightly.

“Thanks Italy, do you know who organized this? I would like to thank them.” You replied, slightly uncomfortable from the close contact.

“Oh! I think that it was-“

“Hey! What are you doing? You can’t just go around hugging people like that!” came a familiar voice.

Romano stormed up and pulled a pouting Italy off you.

“Just because it’s your birthday doesn’t mean that you can expect special treatment either!” he shot at you.

“Having a lovely day as usual?” you replied sarcastically with a patronizing smirk.

He merely glared at you but refrained from saying anything.

“Thanks for the invite though, I really appreciate everyone showing up.” You said, dropping the hostility level.

“Yeah, yeah…they forced me to host it here…” he muttered.

“And being the agreeable gentleman that you are, you decided to let them didn’t you?” you teased, running off to grab a drink before he could retaliate.

“What part of “forced me into it” did you not understand?!” he shouted after you in an agitated tone.

You took a sip from the cup in your hand and walked back to the living room, where the guests were gathering again. You took a seat next to America who was standing up and trying to be heard over the chatter.

“I’m bored!” you heard Prussia say.

“That’s why we’re playing a game!” America replied, pulling out a hat from who knows where.

He walked around and collected slips of paper from most of the guests. But you noticed that he only collected papers from the guys, so it was pretty easy to work out what he had planned to play.

“How about we let the birthday girl choose first?” he said, offering you the hat with a grin.

“No thank you, “7 minutes in heaven” isn’t really my type of game.” you said skeptically.