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Alright! Requested by my friend Irl/ my Hungary, and also new to DA, her DA is lizzythehobo, she requested an ItalyxReader. Since my exams are done, I can finally write it. Enjoy Hungary!
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You sighed in exasperation as you threw the pot, filled with red tomato sauce, into the sink, pouring its contents down the drain. You couldn't do it. You were hosting a big party at your house that night, and you wanted to make a special pasta dish.
You had made many pasta dishes before, but nothing this complicated. Each time you tried making the sauce it always came out wrong. The first time you tried making it, it was too salty; the second time too sweet; and the third time, this time, too bitter.
You clunked your head against the counter. You were considering just giving up and telling everyone to just bring their own dishes, when your cell phone started playing a familiar tune.
"Draw a circle, there's the earth,
Draw a circle, there's the earth,
Draw a circle, there's the earth,
I am Hetalia!"
Only one person on your contacts list had that ring tone. You smiled slightly and picked up your phone. "Hey Feli." you said, trying to hide the glumness in your voice.
Unfortunately, Feliciano Vargas, your best friend since second grade, not to mention your secret crush since sixth grade, could tell something was up. "Ve~, ________, what's wrong bella? You sound so sad!" he said in his adorable Italian accented voice.
You sighed. "Well, you know how I'm having that big party tonight?" you asked, leaning your back against the counter. "Si bella! I remember!" he said. "Well, I was going to make this new dish for tonight, but I can't get it to taste right." you said.
"Is it pasta? If it is I can help~!" he said excitedly. You blinked in surprise. Of course! You could have Feliciano help you! He was a pasta expert! You giggled. "As a matter of fact, it just so happens that it is pasta! Can you please come and help me Feli?" you asked sweetly. "Ve~! I'll be right over!" he said cheerily, then hung up.
...
About ten minutes later, there was a knock at your door. You quickly got up and opened the door to find Feliciano, carrying a VERY large box in his hands. "V-Ve! B-bella help me! This is v-very heavy!" he said. You immediately took the other side of the box and helped him carry it inside.
He was right. The box felt like it weighed a ton! You both finally made it to the kitchen, and set the large box on a clean spot on the counter. "Jeez Feli, what the hell is in here?!" you asked, slightly panting from carrying the heavy box, and peered inside.
What you saw shocked you. In the large box, were many different scattered parts to one big contraption, and many unlabeled spices. "Well, you said you wanted help making your pasta dish taste molto delizioso, so I brought some spices I use in my sauce, plus my pasta maker!" he said.
You eyes widened and you broke out into a smile. "Oh Feli! You're going to help me make home-made pasta noddles?!" you asked excitedly. He nodded. "Ve~! That's right!" he said. You threw your arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. "You're the best Feli!" you said happily.
"And, I also brought these!" he said, and took off a knapsack that was slung over his shoulder, that you hadn't noticed until that moment. Inside the knapsack, were about a dozen bright red, ripe tomatoes. "It isn't really pasta sauce unless you make it from scratch! It never tastes right with that stuff from a can!" he said.
You looked down sheepishly. So that was why it didn't taste that great. You always used pasta sauce from a can. "Ve~! Well let's get started!" he said.
...
Feli and you spent about two hours rolling out the dough, making the noodles, crushing the tomatoes, adding onions, peppers, garlic, and the spices. Finally you finished. The party was to start in about two hours, and there was a VERY large amount of pasta sitting on the counter, ready to be made into a display.
Feli scooped some noodles and sauce into a bowl, and handed it to you. "Go ahead and try it _______!" he said. You mixed the noddles and the sauce together, and took a bite. Your eyes widened as the favors burst in your mouth. "Well bella? What do you think?" he asked.
Your eyes got all sparkly. "It's delicious!" you said finishing the little last bit left in the bowl. Suddenly Feliciano started laughing. You looked at him curiously. "What's so funny?" you asked.
He smiled. "Bella you have sauce on your lip." he said. "Oh," you said and you looked around for a napkin. "where the hell are all the napkins... I forgot to pick some up didn't I..." you mumbled to yourself.
Suddenly Feliciano grabbed your wrist and turned you around. "It's alright ________, I got it." he said. He leaned in and pressed his lips against yours. Your eyes grew wide and you felt your face heat up. Your heart was pounding, and you were almost certain Feliciano could hear it. ' my long-time crush is kissing me. My long-time crush is kissing me!' you thought.
After a bit, Feliciano broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against yours, his eyes actually open, revealing his chocolate brown irises. "Ti amo _______" he said, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you closer.
Your eyes widened. "H-how long-" "Fifth grade..." he said. You blushed. He's liked you longer than you had. You smiled, wrapped your arms around his neck, and pulled him into another kiss.
"I love you too."
Alright! Requested by my friend Irl/ my Hungary, and also new to DA, her DA is lizzythehobo, she requested an ItalyxReader. Since my exams are done, I can finally write it. Enjoy Hungary!
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You sighed in exasperation as you threw the pot, filled with red tomato sauce, into the sink, pouring its contents down the drain. You couldn't do it. You were hosting a big party at your house that night, and you wanted to make a special pasta dish.
You had made many pasta dishes before, but nothing this complicated. Each time you tried making the sauce it always came out wrong. The first time you tried making it, it was too salty; the second time too sweet; and the third time, this time, too bitter.
You clunked your head against the counter. You were considering just giving up and telling everyone to just bring their own dishes, when your cell phone started playing a familiar tune.
"Draw a circle, there's the earth,
Draw a circle, there's the earth,
Draw a circle, there's the earth,
I am Hetalia!"
Only one person on your contacts list had that ring tone. You smiled slightly and picked up your phone. "Hey Feli." you said, trying to hide the glumness in your voice.
Unfortunately, Feliciano Vargas, your best friend since second grade, not to mention your secret crush since sixth grade, could tell something was up. "Ve~, ________, what's wrong bella? You sound so sad!" he said in his adorable Italian accented voice.
You sighed. "Well, you know how I'm having that big party tonight?" you asked, leaning your back against the counter. "Si bella! I remember!" he said. "Well, I was going to make this new dish for tonight, but I can't get it to taste right." you said.
"Is it pasta? If it is I can help~!" he said excitedly. You blinked in surprise. Of course! You could have Feliciano help you! He was a pasta expert! You giggled. "As a matter of fact, it just so happens that it is pasta! Can you please come and help me Feli?" you asked sweetly. "Ve~! I'll be right over!" he said cheerily, then hung up.
...
About ten minutes later, there was a knock at your door. You quickly got up and opened the door to find Feliciano, carrying a VERY large box in his hands. "V-Ve! B-bella help me! This is v-very heavy!" he said. You immediately took the other side of the box and helped him carry it inside.
He was right. The box felt like it weighed a ton! You both finally made it to the kitchen, and set the large box on a clean spot on the counter. "Jeez Feli, what the hell is in here?!" you asked, slightly panting from carrying the heavy box, and peered inside.
What you saw shocked you. In the large box, were many different scattered parts to one big contraption, and many unlabeled spices. "Well, you said you wanted help making your pasta dish taste molto delizioso, so I brought some spices I use in my sauce, plus my pasta maker!" he said.
You eyes widened and you broke out into a smile. "Oh Feli! You're going to help me make home-made pasta noddles?!" you asked excitedly. He nodded. "Ve~! That's right!" he said. You threw your arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. "You're the best Feli!" you said happily.
"And, I also brought these!" he said, and took off a knapsack that was slung over his shoulder, that you hadn't noticed until that moment. Inside the knapsack, were about a dozen bright red, ripe tomatoes. "It isn't really pasta sauce unless you make it from scratch! It never tastes right with that stuff from a can!" he said.
You looked down sheepishly. So that was why it didn't taste that great. You always used pasta sauce from a can. "Ve~! Well let's get started!" he said.
...
Feli and you spent about two hours rolling out the dough, making the noodles, crushing the tomatoes, adding onions, peppers, garlic, and the spices. Finally you finished. The party was to start in about two hours, and there was a VERY large amount of pasta sitting on the counter, ready to be made into a display.
Feli scooped some noodles and sauce into a bowl, and handed it to you. "Go ahead and try it _______!" he said. You mixed the noddles and the sauce together, and took a bite. Your eyes widened as the favors burst in your mouth. "Well bella? What do you think?" he asked.
Your eyes got all sparkly. "It's delicious!" you said finishing the little last bit left in the bowl. Suddenly Feliciano started laughing. You looked at him curiously. "What's so funny?" you asked.
He smiled. "Bella you have sauce on your lip." he said. "Oh," you said and you looked around for a napkin. "where the hell are all the napkins... I forgot to pick some up didn't I..." you mumbled to yourself.
Suddenly Feliciano grabbed your wrist and turned you around. "It's alright ________, I got it." he said. He leaned in and pressed his lips against yours. Your eyes grew wide and you felt your face heat up. Your heart was pounding, and you were almost certain Feliciano could hear it. ' my long-time crush is kissing me. My long-time crush is kissing me!' you thought.
After a bit, Feliciano broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against yours, his eyes actually open, revealing his chocolate brown irises. "Ti amo _______" he said, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you closer.
Your eyes widened. "H-how long-" "Fifth grade..." he said. You blushed. He's liked you longer than you had. You smiled, wrapped your arms around his neck, and pulled him into another kiss.
"I love you too."
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Ohh wow, that's amazing xD