Prumano Secret Santa"AHHHHH! Why is this so hard?" It was Gilberts birthday today and Lovino wanted to do something special for the albino. They had been going out for six months now and it was the first time that Lovino had ever gotten him a present. Currently he was at the mall trying to find him the perfect present.More Like This
"Damn it! Why does that bastard have to be so fucking hard to shop for! Why can't he be as easy as Feli or Antonio?" It was the eighth store he's entered and he still couldn't find something for Gilbert. He decides that it was time to go home, and he would figure something out once he was there.
On the car ride home from the mall he did some thinking, about Gilbert and what he could possibly want for his birthday. Damn, what could he possibly want?!?! If I was as good at painting as Feli I could make him a picture, but I'm not so that won't work, well there's always that thing... When Lovino arrived at home he knew what he was going to do, and he gathered the necessary materials.
Wedding Bells (Prumano VS Germano) Chapter OneMore Like This
As I watched the Italian man leave the conference room, I couldn't help but smirk. "He's cute." And it was true. His tan skin seemed flawless, and the expression he made when he was flustered.. I laughed to myself, turning from the area; my mind still on Romano Vargas.
It wasn't just the fact that I was feeling a little lonely in the bedroom. I wanted to get to know him better. Besides, didn't Ludw- "Bruder." I jumped out of my thoughts, almost running into Ludwig; my younger yet taller... more muscular.. brother. His usual scowl was plastered on his face, making me shiver unconsciously.
"Where were you?" He questioned, the only change in his expression was a slight eyebrow twitch. He probably needed to itch it. I waved him off, stepping to the side and continuing my walk to the car. "I was doing something of no importance to you." He grabbed my arm, making me turn and glare at him.
"Let go of my awesome ar
Prumano: Kiss and Make-upRomano hardly showed his feelings towards anyone in public. Well, he had the times he lost his temper and these were one of his days. A gloomy day, really. He hid the pained expression on his face as he left the house and towards his own, curled up into a ball and softly sobbing to the voices and the stringing patch on his cheek. He pressed a hand towards it, but confusion swept away his sadness. Why? He wondered.More Like This
Prussia knew what he had done after a moment's worth of comprehension. He sent Romano into a frenzy and drove him away from the group. His own red eyes lowered towards the hand which he felt needed more than a scolding and then towards the wedding ring idly lying on the floor.
He looked towards his brothers for advice, but they said nothing - worry crossed their faces and it grew more obvious of what he had done.
It dawned upon him he needed to fix it. He didn't mean to get violent and they both never gotten physical. He cursed himself for being such a fool and pon
OH JUST SOME PRUMANO.:January 13:.More Like This
Lovino Vargas sat at home, sitting in this big dark red chair in the living room. The chair was pretty big, and he fit right in. But he felt horribly lonely. No television was on, or no lights, but it was the afternoon anyway. The afternoon someone extremely close to him had to go out to war.
He had to go out to war for his brother, Ludwig and fight for Germany. Leaving Lovino alone. He huffed. It was only going to be.. What. 12 months? Yeah. A year of being alone. Antonio allowed Lovino to come out and stay whenever and how long he wants. Though Lovino was a bit afraid to, he didn't want to be totally lonely.
Today was Alfred's birthday. Gil was still out to war and would've most likely been invited but he was gone. So were some others involved in the war. But Lovino was invited to Alfred's huge party so he went. But he never ate or drank anything. It just wasn't the same. Antonio had noticed poor Lovino sitting in a corner, watching