Infidelity [ Cheater!Romano x Reader ]

Hypocrite

You forgot to cover the curtain of your window that gave an opportunity to let shimmering sunlight glow lazily upon your exhausted face.

Nevertheless, it woke you up from you deep slumber as you sensed your vision slowly fade from slumber into the reality that you are lived in.

You wandered off at a distance into the back of your mind when the memories fled like sea waves as you arrive at your home, you opened door to find the unthinkable that turned his image upside down.

You had not slept enough which the thoughts of you finding your fiance cheating made you toss and turn; the allured aurora of the morning's orange hue broke you off from your lure distraction.

 Gazing out with a dull vision, you held the fluffy blanket for extra warmth as you got up and let a quick sigh escape your lips while you looked outside from the bedroom's window.

You look down and muttered yourself, as you ruffle your hair to put it in place and lifted your head, you got up as you held the bed frame for extra balance.

As you stand up, your bare feet brushed on the soft wool carpet that was lying on the cold marble floor, you reached and grabbed your phone from the wooden oak table stand.

As you open your phone and check the current time, on the front screen showed 21 miscalls, voice calls and text.

You opened one of the voice calls, as you heard the bastard's voice beaming from your screen.

Mia amour, 've I made a mistake, she doesn't mean anything, call me,''

sent at 1:21 am

You couldn't bring yourself to answer him nor forgive this action that left you in the dark, your eyes were glued to your screen as the tears collected from your lashes and start pooling from your swollen eyes, you rubbed your eyes with the sleeve of your hoodie and finally managed to delete the missed calls and voice call.

Opening the text, with a dozen texts, you hesitated to answer this statement you ultimately responded to Italian's latest text.

''Perfavour, don't hurt yourself because of me''

sent at 2:19 am

What makes you say that? I'll not hurt myself because of your mistake, please do not text me nor let me see your hypocrite face ever again''

sent at 1:49 pm

''Idiot'' you uttered under your breath, you decided to block the said Italian's number while turning off your phone and laid it on the wooden oak.

you took a couple of quick deep breath to collect yourself as it took you a lot of efforts to get up and stumble to the full-body sized mirror in the room.

As you slept with the same clothing you were wearing when you found out the incident, you exchange glares with your reflection as the familiar swollen eyes met yours, the neat thread of hair that was perfectly prepared is now unrecognisable turns into a carpet hair, the same a f/c suspender pants were now folds with material with the equally appealing ribbon bow hoodie.

. . .

It's been a couple of years later as time passed since the incident happened, you've got a large promotion and your boss let you work at home one you deserved it.

you cupped your face with your hands as you nervously smiled to yourself on how much you improved in a couple of years, you were living comfortably.