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Adorable Snorer ~ Romano x Reader ~
-Adorable Snorer -
Romano x Reader
Oh God this isn't happening..
You bit your lip, trying to conceal all the squeals you wanted to let out.
This was too adorable..
Your boyfriend, Lovino Vargas, one of the most stubborn angry men you knew, was snoring. Not only that,his tired eyes flutter once in a while, his soft squishy cheeks flushed.
You just wanted to squish and hug him!
However you resisted, knowing how tired he was from the day before, making delicious pasta and picking up fresh juicy tomatoes from both your shared garden.
You began to whine, he was really too adorable for words. Secretly, you thought he was more adorable than his younger brother when he wasn't cursing everyone off.
You cuddled closer to his chest, hearing his heart beats faster and faster.
"Lovi~" You whispered in his skin,Lovino shivere
Our Song (Spain x Reader)
I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on my heart
I look around, turn the radio down
He says, Baby is something wrong?
I say, Nothing I was just thinking
How we don't have a song and he says
The wind blew my hair back from where I was sitting shotgun in my boyfriend Antonio’s car. We were having a cross-country road trip and we were on our way to Los Angeles.
I laughed out loud, feeling the wind on my face, and heard another laugh beside me. I looked over to Toni, on hand on the steering wheel, the other holding my hand—and ultimately holding my heart.
The radio was playing Alfred’s HERO song, “Hero/Heroine” by Boys Like Girls. And then it hit me, as sudden as a ton of brick
Warm Fuzzies- Lovino x Reader
“Hey, idiota, It’s me!” you heard Lovino yell from outside.
You ran, feeling happy, to the front door. You hummed as you unlatched the lock and opened the door as quickly as you could. “Hi Lovi~!” you said cheerfully. You then stopped and looked at him suspiciously. You slowly closed the door and peeked at him through the doorway.
“What are you doing-”
You cut him off. “Who’s that little cutie?” you pointed at the baby he was holding. You then struck a dramatic pose, “Ha-have you been… cheating on me Lovino?”
He sighed and pushed open the door. “This is my Niece, Rosetta, you idiota!”
Rosetta cooed and held her arms out towards you. You smiled and took her from your boyfriend. “I knew you’d never do anything like that… but ohh she’s so cute! She looks like a girl you!” You nuzzled her soft, chubby cheek happily while Lovino took off his shoes.
He grunted and then wa
Lullaby For A Stormy Night EnglandxReaderYou awaken to soft crying coming from the other room. You nuzzle Arthur's neck, trying to wake him up. "Artie..." you whisper. "Mattie's crying again..."
Arthur groans and flips the pillow over his head. "But I got it last time..."
Another loud thunderclap rattles the walls and rain pounds fiercely against the windows. Another voice joins the chorus of wailing, this one much louder.
Sighing, you roll out of bed to check on your boys. Your feet hit the cold floor, making you instantly wish you could just stay in bed. Alas, even if you did, you wouldn't be able to sleep with the terrified whimpers of your sons. You tiredly make your way over to the wooden cradle where they slept, swaddled in blankets. Mattie is still wrapped in his, crying very softly.
Alfred, on the other hand, has kicked his blanket away, which now rests in a crumpled heap beside him. He flails and thrashes about wildly, crying profusely.
You shake your head, an amused smile playing on your lips. "For twins, you certai
EnglandxReader: Go to bed“_________, wake up!”
Your head rockets up from the desk and your eyes shoot open. “MOTHER!?” you shout, looking around before noticing your boyfriend right next to you. “Oh, hey Iggy,” you say tiredly, “What are you doing here?”
“I was just about to ask you the same thing…” England says, looking at the massive model on your desk, “I thought you were finished.”
“It’s almost finished… it’s gotta be perfect…” you say to him, trying to get back to work.
“It looks finished to me…”
“No, not yet… it HAS to be perfect…”
England notices the dark circles under your eyes, “_________, you’ve been awake for nearly a full week straight. If you don’t go to bed now, you’ll be too tired to present this in science class tomorrow.”
“But I’m not-“
“It’s fine; you worry