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Where on earth is that lovable idiot? bạn wondered as bạn paced impatiently, eventually throwing yourself onto the couch. He better not forgot that today is our anniversary. bạn smiled half-heartedly. No, he’d never forget, not him. Sure, he pretends to forget sometimes, but he never does. Seriously though, bạn frowned, where is he?
The clock struck seven.
He was a một phút late.
Folding your arms, a chill traced your bare skin so bạn slid off the đi văng to throw on a shawl, handbag clinging to you. You’d dressed for tonight because Feliciano đã đưa ý kiến he’d take bạn out dancing; not only was your dress picked out perfectly for the occasion, but your hair was curled and makeup done simply but beautifully. bạn scowled as bạn trucked into your room, passing bởi a clock.
Two phút late.
Wait, why am I being so anal about the time? Gah! I can’t help it!
Blushing, bạn admitted that although the lovable Italian sometimes made bạn wait, bạn loved him thêm than anyone. His gentility and careful nature was perfect for you; sure, bạn were tough and it wasn’t just an act, but where affairs of the tim, trái tim were concerned, one wrong di chuyển could break you. Pulling a khăn choàng cổ, khăn choàng, shawl from your closet, bạn pulled it around your shoulders and wished his arms would take its place.
Soon, they would.
Reentering the elegant living room, bạn noticed that the front door was open. Glare touching your eyes, scowl giving way to suspicion, bạn strode past a carefully placed box of chocolates to close the damn door. It was winter; there was no way bạn were letting any frigid air in! Slamming the door with a huff, assuming the wind blew it open, bạn turned around only to have Feliciano spring upon bạn and tackle bạn into the door, smothering bạn with kisses.
“Ve! I’m home! Kiss me! Kiss me!”
Flushing, surprised and caught off guard, bạn exclaimed, “Hey! Y-you! You!” bạn sputtered, trying to remove his romantic lips from yours—if bạn weren’t careful, he would Kiss away your grimace. “Where have bạn been? You’re five minutes,” bạn glanced at the clock to be sure, “late!”
“I know!” He gave bạn that stupid, heart-melting smile. “But I had to wait for something!”
“Wait for what?” bạn growled, giving him an unimpressed glower.
Golden-brown eyes puzzled, your little Italian smiled nonetheless. It was a good thing he didn’t take bạn too seriously. “For the storm!” Feliciano pointed out the window. Snow piled around the windowpane, white specks the only thing bạn could see in the black abyss.
Ah, bạn understood, I had forgotten about the weather. Looks like a blizzard out there—it’s terrible!
Suddenly apologetic and embarrassed, your cheeks lit up and bạn fell silent. Giggling, Feliciano took your chin in his hand and pulled your face phía trước, chuyển tiếp for a sweet kiss. “Smile! Sei molto carina!” (You are very cute!) As his lips pressed pleasantly against yours, bạn surrendered to his charm and hugged him tightly. Even when bạn were wrong, he would forgive bạn because he knew how much bạn cared.
Hands sensually roving your body, he kissed your neck in earnest adoration and happy excitement. Embracing bạn against his chest, he nuzzled your cheek with his nose and hummed something in Italian that bạn didn’t quite catch. Looking into his joyful face, bạn couldn’t help but to smile.
“I tình yêu you, Feliciano,” bạn whispered against his lips, kissing him, “I’m happy you’re safe.”
“Mmm,” Feliciano pulled away, face mock-serious, “but I’ll only forgive bạn on one condition!”
This piqued your curiosity. “One condition?” One eyebrow descended and your jaw hardened. What was he on about? Absentmindedly crossing your arms, bạn waited as he gestured towards bạn expectantly. An airheaded grin passed over his lips.
“Reach into your handbag and say yes!”
Frowning, bạn glanced at your handbag and noticed it was propped open. Cautiously reaching in, uncertainties overwhelming, your fingers brushed a box and bạn seized it, pulling it out. A ring box, bạn noted, and your mind kicked into hyper drive, causing your cheeks to flare as bạn opened it.
No way! This is—this is—!
“My yêu thích gem!” bạn exclaimed. “How did bạn know?”
Feliciano laughed knowingly. “Silly, it’s thêm than just that! Read the inscription!” Glancing back to the box, bạn read the messily scrawled but adorable nevertheless words: “Io ti amo. Marry me, bella?” (I tình yêu you. Marry me, beautiful?). Feliciano grinned at bạn expectantly, rocking on his heels as exultant as could be. Knowing enough Italian to translate, bạn met his easygoing smile.
“F-Feliciano!” bạn reached for him, catching him and hugging him. Burying your face in his chest, bạn exclaimed, “Yes! Of course I’ll m-m,” the words caught on your lips, voice thick with choked bliss, “marry you!” His laugh sounded about your head, a pleasant, tinkling sound, and when bạn looked up at him, his mouth met yours as he delivered another heart-stopping kiss.“I tình yêu you.”
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Where on earth is that lovable idiot? bạn wondered as bạn paced impatiently, eventually throwing yourself onto the couch. He better not forgot that today is our anniversary. bạn smiled half-heartedly. No, he’d never forget, not him. Sure, he pretends to forget sometimes, but he never does. Seriously though, bạn frowned, where is he?
The clock struck seven.
He was a một phút late.
Folding your arms, a chill traced your bare skin so bạn slid off the đi văng to throw on a shawl, handbag clinging to you. You’d dressed for tonight because Feliciano đã đưa ý kiến he’d take bạn out dancing; not only was your dress picked out perfectly for the occasion, but your hair was curled and makeup done simply but beautifully. bạn scowled as bạn trucked into your room, passing bởi a clock.
Two phút late.
Wait, why am I being so anal about the time? Gah! I can’t help it!
Blushing, bạn admitted that although the lovable Italian sometimes made bạn wait, bạn loved him thêm than anyone. His gentility and careful nature was perfect for you; sure, bạn were tough and it wasn’t just an act, but where affairs of the tim, trái tim were concerned, one wrong di chuyển could break you. Pulling a khăn choàng cổ, khăn choàng, shawl from your closet, bạn pulled it around your shoulders and wished his arms would take its place.
Soon, they would.
Reentering the elegant living room, bạn noticed that the front door was open. Glare touching your eyes, scowl giving way to suspicion, bạn strode past a carefully placed box of chocolates to close the damn door. It was winter; there was no way bạn were letting any frigid air in! Slamming the door with a huff, assuming the wind blew it open, bạn turned around only to have Feliciano spring upon bạn and tackle bạn into the door, smothering bạn with kisses.
“Ve! I’m home! Kiss me! Kiss me!”
Flushing, surprised and caught off guard, bạn exclaimed, “Hey! Y-you! You!” bạn sputtered, trying to remove his romantic lips from yours—if bạn weren’t careful, he would Kiss away your grimace. “Where have bạn been? You’re five minutes,” bạn glanced at the clock to be sure, “late!”
“I know!” He gave bạn that stupid, heart-melting smile. “But I had to wait for something!”
“Wait for what?” bạn growled, giving him an unimpressed glower.
Golden-brown eyes puzzled, your little Italian smiled nonetheless. It was a good thing he didn’t take bạn too seriously. “For the storm!” Feliciano pointed out the window. Snow piled around the windowpane, white specks the only thing bạn could see in the black abyss.
Ah, bạn understood, I had forgotten about the weather. Looks like a blizzard out there—it’s terrible!
Suddenly apologetic and embarrassed, your cheeks lit up and bạn fell silent. Giggling, Feliciano took your chin in his hand and pulled your face phía trước, chuyển tiếp for a sweet kiss. “Smile! Sei molto carina!” (You are very cute!) As his lips pressed pleasantly against yours, bạn surrendered to his charm and hugged him tightly. Even when bạn were wrong, he would forgive bạn because he knew how much bạn cared.
Hands sensually roving your body, he kissed your neck in earnest adoration and happy excitement. Embracing bạn against his chest, he nuzzled your cheek with his nose and hummed something in Italian that bạn didn’t quite catch. Looking into his joyful face, bạn couldn’t help but to smile.
“I tình yêu you, Feliciano,” bạn whispered against his lips, kissing him, “I’m happy you’re safe.”
“Mmm,” Feliciano pulled away, face mock-serious, “but I’ll only forgive bạn on one condition!”
This piqued your curiosity. “One condition?” One eyebrow descended and your jaw hardened. What was he on about? Absentmindedly crossing your arms, bạn waited as he gestured towards bạn expectantly. An airheaded grin passed over his lips.
“Reach into your handbag and say yes!”
Frowning, bạn glanced at your handbag and noticed it was propped open. Cautiously reaching in, uncertainties overwhelming, your fingers brushed a box and bạn seized it, pulling it out. A ring box, bạn noted, and your mind kicked into hyper drive, causing your cheeks to flare as bạn opened it.
No way! This is—this is—!
“My yêu thích gem!” bạn exclaimed. “How did bạn know?”
Feliciano laughed knowingly. “Silly, it’s thêm than just that! Read the inscription!” Glancing back to the box, bạn read the messily scrawled but adorable nevertheless words: “Io ti amo. Marry me, bella?” (I tình yêu you. Marry me, beautiful?). Feliciano grinned at bạn expectantly, rocking on his heels as exultant as could be. Knowing enough Italian to translate, bạn met his easygoing smile.
“F-Feliciano!” bạn reached for him, catching him and hugging him. Burying your face in his chest, bạn exclaimed, “Yes! Of course I’ll m-m,” the words caught on your lips, voice thick with choked bliss, “marry you!” His laugh sounded about your head, a pleasant, tinkling sound, and when bạn looked up at him, his mouth met yours as he delivered another heart-stopping kiss.“I tình yêu you.”
