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Seven Minutes in Heaven (Rome)You excitedly reach your hand into the hat, wondering who you would get of the handsome men around you. Well, you did hope for a certain one, not that you'd ever tell anyone. Blushing already, you pulled out an...
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"Ah, shit," an Italian voice says, "Vene, did you invite Grandpa?"
"Grand... pa?" you whisper at Prussia who just laughs quietly. Then, somebody picked you up, bridal style.
"Ah, I get this beautiful girl all to myself for seven minutes!" another Italian voice cheers but this one different from either of the Italy twins. "I am the great Rome and you must be the beautiful Venus!" he laughs, stepping into the dark closet and closing the door.
"Erm, I hate to disappoint, but I'm not your goddess and I really prefer to stay on the ground." you assured flatly, shaking your legs.
"But a woman like you should never have to touch the ground."
"Just stop with the flirting and put me the hell down!" you shout, kicking hard so the he drops you onto y
Grandpa Rome x Reader Remember Me?Arsenius' eyes fluttered open, greeted quickly by a dull light. He blinked rapidly, just lying beneath the sheets for a moment. The room was silent, save for the metronome hitting against his window. His ears pricked at a faint sound. He could've sworn he'd hear a bubbly giggle just then, but it was surely the leftover thoughts lingering from his rather pleasurable dream. He sighed lovingly as his mind relived the night. Though, the pleasant recollection was easily punched full of holes as his lethargic mind finally began to register just exactly what he was thinking about.
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He wasn't sure why, but there was a nagging feeling in the back of his mind. As he groggily pushed the duvet back off of his perfectly sculpted body, his mind was, for once, off of what he was going to prepare for breakfast, or what he was going to do for the rest of the day. He looked to the window, discovering that the faint drumming sound pounding into his ears was the pitter patter of rain dribbling down the pan
Coffee love |Rome x Shy!Reader|If anyone would have said, true love could be found underneath a table in a little café _______ would have laughed at them.
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Two years later, she wasn’t so sure anymore, if to laugh or to cry… or maybe both.
To explain the situation, she was in, right now, a little. _______ didn’t know what to do when she got out of college. Her scores in her finals weren’t the best, but not bad either, so she had a few opportunities. But to be exact, doing a nine to five job in the office, all day sitting at the computer or the telephone, wasn’t what would describe a job, in _______’s eyes.
Then she had her looks. She didn’t look bad, to be precise, if she would throw on some dresses or a little bit of makeup, and if she would do her hair, she would look absolutely adorable. But that was all.
Being adorable isn’t really something what does a good number on one’s personality.
So _______ was shy.
And she was working in a café as a waitr