ItalyxReader: JoyfulJoyful: Feeling, causing, or displaying joy.ItalyxReader: Joyful3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I don't understand, how is he always so happy. Does he not see the pain, suffering and poverty around him? Or does he just choose to ignore it and continue forward? He always greets me with a warm smile and a hug whenever I see him. As much as I want to yell at him about it, I can't help but admit to myself just how much I enjoy having him around. His cheerfulness is extremely infectious, so much so you just cant help but smile.
"Ve~~ (name), smile! C'mon Bella, it's beautiful outside!" Feliciano exclaimed, taking me by the hand and leading me out of the darkness of my home into the beautiful light.
After all this time spent together, Feliciano has been one of the few to break down my shell and see my true personality. I want to thank him so much, but I don't know how to thank him. How can I thank someone who has allowed me to truly feel joyful again? Feliciano is like my personal guardian angel.
GermanyxReaderHe slaved away at the task in front of him. The strong hands that once held a revolver now tinkered on the multiple bird houses in front of him. "Damn France for making me work on this, all to pay him back! Vhy dos he need so many bird houses anyway?" Germany thought.GermanyxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Germany's house was always so tidy, everything was perfect. I always wished I was as tidy as Germany. Being one of the fifty states (Ohio), I lived under America's roof, not to say I didn't like it, but I just wanted a change. America was a nice guy, really, he was just extremely boisterous and scatter brained. Personally, I was just tired of living in that crazy house, all I wanted was a nice and quiet place where I could focus on my tasks or read a good book. To America I was kind of like a puzzle, I was American but I liked to drink tea and read a good novel every now and then. Alfred thought I should be more American, eat McDonald's (how I despise their food) and hate all things British.
When Alfred told me