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ItalyxReader: Thunderstorms

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  The thunder struck once more outside your window and once more, you were forced to cringe in fear with tears spilling from your (e/c) eyes as you clutched your (h/c) hair gently.Bringing your head to your knees, you shivered as more lightning lit up the room once more. 

  Thunderstorms. Your greatest fear in the world. No, it wasn't war or the dark, it was thunderstorms.

  The rain flew into the window as a gust of wind whipped followed by another clap of thunder that shook the house a bit and making you dive beneath the sheets of your bed.

  "Ve~ Bella, that's a nasty-" You heard the voice of your boss, Italy. He must've entered your room (invading personal boundaries as normal) and noticed you cowering under the bed sheets.

  Before you knew it, the sheets were thrown off of you and another loud clap of thunder flung you forward into a warm embrace. "V-Ve~? _-_______...? Are you scared of thunder?"

  "Y-yea..." You said weakly as you sat down on the bed and forcing your boss to let go of you as you did. You wiped your tears away and paying special attention to keeping your eyes closed. "I-I'm sorry if I woke you."

  The bed squeaked as Italy sat down beside you and pulled you close to him one more, forcing your head to rest on his shoulder. "It's okay. Do you need anything?"

  "I wanna be alone..." You muttered a bit,"I'll be fine...I swear..."

  But rather than leaving you, he pulled you closer,"No." He said a bit firmly, but in probably the cutest way ever. He was adorable when he tried being serious. "I can't just leave you alone."

  You tried breaking away from him a bit, but another loud clap of thunder caused you to burry your face in his shoulder as tears poured and your body shook like a leaf. Italy's hand inched up your head and through your (h/c) hair, intertwining a few (h/l) strands around his fingers. "I'm not leaving, okay?"
 
  You nodded with your face still in his shoulder. "J-just don't-" You shrieked a bit as another roar of thunder (which was quickly followed by the glow of lightning) became audible.

  "S-shh...b-bella...y-you're okay...okay?" His voice sounded a bit shaken as well now. He stroked your hair with much care as he tried calming you down. "H-hey...do you want me to make some pasta?"

  "I-it's like 2 in the morning..."

  He laughed a bit,"Ve~ if it makes you smile, I'll do it."

  Actually feeling a bit better, you nodded and followed him out of your room and into the kitchen. He flicked the lights on and closed all the blinds to hopefully calm you down slightly which it did.

  Clutching onto the back of his shirt, you watched and followed (if needed) as he created his best dish for you. Romano came down the stairs at one point, rubbing his brown eyes with sleepy tears in them. "What the hell are you two doing?"

  Italy turned around slightly as you hid a bit. "Ve~ _______ woke up scared and I'm trying to calm her down."

  He approached the two of you, peered over his brother's shoulder before sighing. "Whatever." This is what he said, but obviously craving the Italian cuisine went and set the table for three.

  A few moments after, all three of you sat down and dug in. The first few moments, everyone held complete silence which scared you even more, seeing as how you could hear the rain pouring on the roof and occasionally thunder which made you jump a bit.

  "So bella, do you like it?"

  You nodded slightly, but you shivered in fear anyway. "Y-y-yea..."

  "Fratello...?"

  "Better than that bastard Spain's shitty food." Romano mumbled with his face stuffed with pasta.

  At that point, all of you started talking about everyday life and just getting to know each other. You usually didn't see either of the Italy brothers much since they were usually off doing important stuff while you were left with all the chores.

  Truthfully, Romano had a really warm and caring heart, even though he tried to gloss it over by cursing like a sailor and acting like a stubborn child. Italy was also warm at heart and holds a love for cats which you thought was adorable. You completely forgot about the scene outside.

  After you finished, Romano went off to bed (in a bit of a huff) while you and Italy sat down on the couch, him holding you close and keeping you under a warm felt blanket. "_________, you should get some sleep bella..."

  You nodded in agreement, barely noticing the storm outside had already calmed down. The light sound of rain was actually quite soothing to you as you snuggled up to Italy slightly as his arm wrapped around you.

  "Hey...T-thanks boss..." You said, keeping yourself a bit more formal around him unlike the rest of the night where you were freaking out and trying to keep yourself safe.

  His hand rubbed against your shoulder as he pulled you closer again. "You don't need to call me 'boss' _________. We're friends, right?"

  "I-I guess..." You started,"B-but I'm still me and y-your still you."

  He looked at you a bit curiously, his beautiful eyes were shimmering in the lights that his brother neglected to shut off as he left. "Bella, what do you mean by that?"

  "W-well..." The words almost felt like they were beginning to get caught in your throat now. "Y-you're my boss...I-Italy...and well...I-I'm just a young nation..."

  As you began getting pulled inch by inch towards him, you felt your heartbeat picking up. At first, it was a slight increase, but soon it felt like your heart was going to burst right out of your chest.

  He didn't notice this though,"V-Ve~?! B-but we are friends _______! Maybe we just need to spend more time together!" He pulled your body down, making it so that you lay in front of him while both his arms were wrapped around your body.

  Again, you had barely taken notice that the storm was beginning to pick up again. "B-but Italy...! I'm not blaming you...! You're so busy all the time...I-I just thought..."

  "________." He pulled you into an air-tight hug, making you gasp for air. "Of course I like you! Why do you think I was trying to keep you away from big brother France?"

  Now, you were questioning what he was spitting out. "W-what do you mean Italy?"

  "Big brother France wanted to make you his own..." He said a bit upset so suddenly. "He thinks your really pretty but I knew what'd happen to you..."

  You were very self-aware about what goes down in France's home. But there was something else to this too. "Italy...you weren't jealous of France...were you?"

  It was silent and his grip tensed a bit. He let go of you before turning away,"L-look at the time...n-night bel-"

  A loud, eardrum shattering boom of thunder seemed to have hit outside of the home and you quickly gripped Italy in a death-glomp. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" You wailed out in fear as Italy turned himself back to face you.

  He pulled your head to his chest and you could easily tell his heartbeat was racing as fast as yours was not; if not, more. "It's okay...we're okay. Nothing happened...just try to get some sleep. Okay?"

   "Italy...I-I..." The words fell short and you sighed in dismay and surrender,"Good night..."

  He didn't let go of you and actually, it was comfortable laying beside him all warm and cozy. Eventually, he picked up the blanket and rested it on both of you before holding you close and snuggling with you like a stuffed animal.

  His heartbeat and breathing calmed you down randomly and tremendously as you drifted off into a nice and soothing sleep.

_______________

  Waking up, the room held almost a grayish tone to it. The rain had lightened up once more and the noise of it came as completely soothing. But what you really found calming was the Italian who was still holding onto you.

  He was still sleeping and peacefully 've'-ing in his sleep. His arms were still wrapped around you and the blanket had fallen off him slightly. You fixed this by tossing the felt cloth over his shoulder before putting your arms around him.

  "Ve...are you awake _______...?" He said drowsily as he pulled you slightly closer. "Bella...you're freezing..."

  "I'm okay..." You mumbled back. But you didn't let go either. "J-just...don't let go yet...you're warm..."

  "Bella...can I tell you something...?"Before you could even answer, he cupped your face and forced you to look him in the eyes. His face was red and he looked really nervous suddenly. "_-________...I-I wanted to tell you...t-that...t-that...!"

  "I-Italy...just say it. It won't change the way I look at you, I swear." You brushed a few (h/l) strands of. (h/c) hair out of your face before reassuringly smiling at him.

  His face grew a bit more red. "T-ti amo..." He nearly whispered it when he spoke and he looked like he was about to cry.

  "I-Italy...relax. I like you...no...I love you too." You corrected yourself while trying to calm him down.  You kissed his cheek gently,"Just relax Italy..."

  He smiled a bit and nodded. He brought your face up to his slowly and kissed your lips tenderly and sweetly. It took you about three seconds before you kissed him caringly back. After a short moment, you broke apart, looking at each other with a smile on either's faces.

  He kissed your forehead gently before relaxing once more. "Do you feel a bit warmer now...?"

  "Y-yea...thanks."
Hehe...
I wrote this like 2 days ago and never posted it. Hurp derp.

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Snakebird9's avatar
I run outdoors when I can see lightning overhead, I feel so out of place. X3
(The best way for me to be cured of my fears is to confront them head-on.)