Romano X Reader: Mr GrumpyPants Says Something

  "But it's been maybe FOREVER since we've hung out. You keep avoiding me and what-not. So let's go somewhere!" you raved into the phone. Of course,Romano did just as much "raving" as you did.
"Why can't you just order a movie?I don't feel like going anywhere today." he groans.
"Because it's a beautiful June day and the weather is marvelous. You need to get out of the house and I'm dying for boredom...Please?" It's silent on his end for a moment,you almost think that he's hung up,but then he sighs and says quietly,"I'll be there in 5 minutes." then he hangs up. You aren't sure why he changed his mind ever-so quickly,but you jump off of your bed and smile. You were already dressed because you knew he'd give in...in the end. And after all of that insisting,you finally got him to cooperate. This was rare,but you had a good feeling about it today. You spruce up your (i/c) hair and apply a thin layer of lip gloss. Then you hear a knock at your door.
"Coming!" You grab up your small purse and fling the door open. Romano's standing there,his hands in his jean pockets. He's wearing a black collar shirt and a small frown.
"Well look who's here!If it isn't Mr.Grumpy Pants!" You poke him in the arm. He doesn't respond to that,but mumbles,"There's a carnival that Spain told me about in the area. He's already there,so I guess that's where I'll take you..."
You grin,"Great!But...why do you look so...sad?"
"I'm fine."
"Really?"You eye him suspiciously.
"Honestly." He says flatly. You decide to let it go before you make him mad.

"Hola, mis amigos!!!" Spain attacks you with the usual hug,which you lightly return,then continues,"Glad you guys came!What changed your mind about coming,Romano?"
"N-nothing.Shut up." his face gains a barely noticeable pink tint. Perhaps Spain has super-vision,because he snickers a little,"Oh,I get it!"
You don't have a clue about this and your eyes begin to venture off to the portable roller coasters that twirl and arc the riders who are screaming with delight...and terror. You're anxious to join them.
"Guys,can we go in now?" your excitement has reached his peak.
"OF COURSE!" Spain sings and walks over to the ticket booth. You follow just as quickly with South Italy lagging behind,arms crossed,seeming to be brewing in his own thoughts. So much so that he's been quiet and lacking profanity. It's completely out of the ordinary.

A young Italian is working the booth in red a and white pin-stripped collar shirt and red tie. You recognized him instantly.
"ITALY!!" You run to the booth. It's been a really long time since you've seen him. Your joyful friend gave off one of his silly smiles.
"Caio!It's good to see you three again! What a fantastic turn of events!Ve~!" he rushes out of the booth and hugs you with more energy than Spain could ever hope to muster.
"Hola!" Spain smiles similar to Italy. Italy lets go quickly and waves.
So full of energy...Doesn't he ever get tired...? you think. But it's wonderful that you get to see him again.
"Romano! It's good to see you again,big brother!"
Romano doesn't say anything,he just shrugs and looks away.
No insult...Something is definitely wrong. You turn to him like a bolt of lighting.
"LOVINO. What's wrong with you!?"
"Nothing,alright!"
"Liar!" You grab his hand and drag him away to the nearest private location. In the isolation,you let go of his hand and face him,asking gently,"Tell me what's wrong. You aren't being yourself..."
He looks at you with his hazel eyes,but says nothing at all.
Irritated,you pull that attractive curl that defies all gravity on his head.
Now you get a reaction.

His face turns tomato red and he flinches,but still no words. You blink. This normally drives him nuts. You pull it again,harder this time. He doesn't flinch,but keeps his eyes locked on yours.
"Seriously,Lovi,what's with you?" you whine. He just blinks.
Before you can react,he wraps his arms around you tightly,pulling you into a warm embrace. You're surprised. Romano never did things like this. He never even touched you. You slowly began to hug him back,almost afraid for some reason.
"R-Romano...did someone die...?" He shakes his head and whispers,"(Y/N)...?"
"Yeah,Lovi?" you ask nervously.
"I-I think..." he stammers. He groans and says with a steady voice,"I love you."
Shock.
Romano?Love?You?All in one sentence?!Was it possible?
"Love me?"
"Yes...I think I have for a while...but I've never had the balls to tell you until now..."
"Oh,Romano..." for a reason you're not sure of,you begin to tear up and sob softly. He lets go and looks into your eyes again.
"Please don't cry. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything." he wipes away your droplets of tears softly. He looks...sorrowful now.
"No," you shake your head,"It's just...I love you,too,Lovi."
He blinks,obviously surprised,but he smiles warmly. A smile you don't think you can say you've seen before. He pushes your hair from your face and asks quietly,"Is that true?"
"What would I gain by lying?"
Romano's eyes close and he leans forward to kiss your lips. You let him. You've wanted this for who-knows how long. The kiss is short,tender and sweet. Much different than what you imagined it be like...of course,you enjoyed it.
He slowly pulls away and your eyes flutter open. His face is now redder than a tomato...if that's even possible. You could probably bake one of Germany's potatoes on his cheeks*.
"This means you're my woman."
"Of course,Lovino." He grabs you up in another hug. You hug him back,feeling warm to the core.
"You know,"you laugh a little,"you don't have to act weird to tell me your feelings."
"I wasn't. I was thinking about how I should tell you. But you made my job easier." he laughs softly.