ItalyxReaderxRomano -Pt 1-More Like This
"Italy! Stop squirming so I can finish!" You complained, wiping away the sweat with one arm while using the other to work.
The Italian's eyes were brimming with fresh tears,"But bella, you're hurting me!"
Romano grabbed Italy and held him still as you continued to wrap the white gauze around his wounds. "Thank you Romano. And Italy, how do you manage to get hurt all the time?"
"B-because whenever I train with Germany, I always fall- OW!" He squealed as tears fell from his eyes as you tightened the bandages on his scraped knees.
"Shut up fratello!" Romano complained as he held his sobbing, writhing brother still,"And if you're complaining so much, then stop hanging around the damned potato bastard!"
"But Germany's my friend- OW!!!" His arm broke free for his brother's grasp and quickly went onto the wound you had just applied alcohol to. "Bella...you're hurting me..."
Pulling his head closer and kissing his forehead, you laughed a bit,"Do