Request: RomanoxReader 2

You bit your lip in anticipation. It was finally the day that you and your family were going to visit your Grandparents in Venice. You smiled as you sat down in your plane seat, your mother sat beside you.

This was always your favorite part of summer.

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You stepped outside your Grandparent's house the next morning.  You breathed in the air. You always loved Venice. You smiled and walked down the sidewalk toward one of the many bridges in Venice. This certain bridge was your favorite, because of what happened there many years ago….

You skipped down the sidewalk to the bridge. You paused when you reached it. A little boy was sitting on the edge. You grinned. Maybe he would want to play! You skipped over and sat beside him. "Ciao, cosa stai facendo?" you asked, proud of your Italian skills. It was your second language and all. The boy jumped and looked up. Your breath hitched. You've seen all of the Disney movies back at home and you always wanted to meet a prince charming, this boy looked like a small version of what you imagined.

"Che cosa volete?!" he snapped. Your little mouth frowned. That wasn't nice, but you weren't going to be mean back, because your Nonna taught you better than that. You stuck your nose in the air and got up again. "Aspetta!" he said. You looked down and he was looking away. "Si può rimanere, mi dispiace…" he mumbled. You grinned and sat back down….

You chuckled at the memory. The little boy's name was Lovino Vargas. He was upset because his nonno was ignoring him again. You smiled as you thought of his flashing amber eyes and his little curl on the right side of his head. You became friends with Lovino that day. You spent the rest of the day with him. He said a bunch of words that children shouldn't have known then but he was adorable to you. He became your friend you hung around with when you visited every summer. You haven't seen him for a long time now. I wonder where he is now, you thought as you walked.

You approached the bridge and you halted in surprise.

Someone was already there.

You walked closer. The man had dark, auburn hair. And you could tell that he was handsome from where you stood. You walked even closer. Then you saw the curl. It was on the right side of his head. You took a deep breath. "Lovino?" He whipped his head around and he looked at you. Sure enough, it was him. Only he had eyes like that. He probably doesn't remember me, you thought. "______?" You stiffened in surprise. He did remember you!

"How have you been, Lovino?" you asked as you walked over to him. He ran his fingers through his hair. "Fine, you?" You smiled and replied, "I've been good." You both stood in an awkward silence. You sat down on the edge of the bridge, just like when you were kids. He slowly sat down beside you.

You looked at him out of the corner of your eyes. He really was handsome now. You blushed and looked away. You perked up when you remembered what you used to do to him all the time. You nudged his shoulder with yours. You started to whistle innocently when he frowned at you. He nudged you back. You grinned and nudged him again.

"Do I have to push you into the damn water again?" he huffed.

You laughed. He did accidently push you in one year. You shook your head and smiled at him. His frown lifted into a small grin. He looked away. Your smile got bigger and you felt like your heart was about to burst. Things didn't change between the two of you. You poked his cheek.

"That's it! I'm tired of this crap!"

You squealed with laughter as he grabbed your wrists and held them tight. "Lovi! Let me go!"

"No! You'll poke me again dammit!"

You made puppy dog eyes at him. This was another routine of yours. He grinned evilly. "You remember." he said. You giggled and kissed his cheek. He didn't let go of your wrists. You looked at him in surprise. He was supposed to let go now, that's how it happened when you were younger at least.

"Lovi?" you asked.

He looked into your eyes. You forgot how to breathe.

"Ho sempre curato di te, bella." he said huskily. You gulped. You understood every word. "Really?" you asked. He nodded and leaned in.

It was the first kiss you always imagined from him.