But, I Like That Name (Romano x Reader)But, I Like That Name (Romano x Reader) by ~hetafan123
"No!" Lovino shouted for the millionth time. "I told you, I don't like that name."
"But, I think it's cute." You said, crossing your arms with a fake pout on your face.
Lovino clenched his fists tightly. "It's not cute." He growled, gritting his teeth together.
You have known Lovino since grade school. You did know that the name irritated him, but you didn't know it irritated him this much.
Dispute Lovino's attitude, you had fallen for this tsundere Italian.
"C'mon Lovi," you said. "Just this once."
"Don't call me that!" He snapped loudly, causing you to flinch back a bit. Lovino noticed this and adverted his gaze down to the ground. "I just like being called that." he said a bit more softly.
You looked to him. "Why?" you asked curiously, getting ready for s back-story.
"I just don't." He said bluntly.
You gave him a look that sent the message, 'seriously?' you sighed. He's never been this stubborn before. "There's no reason?" You asked, unamused.
"Yes, there is a fucking reason." he
France x Reader: All I GotFrance x Reader: All I Got by *threepinkdoors
France x Reader: All I Got
Request for MizureChan
The rain bombarded the window. It was hell outside, but inside it was warm. You sat on your couch, looking miserably at your unstarted cup of cocoa. Your eyes were red and your nose was runny. But you weren't sick. It was a simple matter, really--someone had just broken your heart, and their bonds to you. Your cellphone still had the text message he had sent you. "I'm breaking up with you. I found someone else who made me very happy last night. We can still be friends, right?"
Outside you could heard a car door slam. You ignored it, trying instead to focus on your misery. A rap on the window, and someone called your name. You looked up. A man with long blonde hair and pools of blue eyes stood in the rain, begging to be let in. You stood and walked to the door, leaning into it for a minute, pondering whether or not you were to let this man in. He was your best friend, though. When you opened the door, he was soaked from head to toe. But