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You stared incredulously at the text on your phone, it was Rinko asking you to go out and get groceries before you came in to work tomorrow. You looked at the time, it was 8pm on a Sunday, you groaned. “Why didn’t she realize we were out of this stuff sooner?? I was just about to wash up and go to bed.” Seeing as you started preparing for the 7am open at 6am, there was no way you could go to the store in the morning. “The store is even about to close, ugh.” You grabbed your purse, threw on a baggy hoodie with a cute image of your favorite animal on it, and headed out the door with a grumpy huff. “Ooof!&

The pleasant chime of the bell that reached your ears signified a customer entering the café, and guarding your eyes against the bright sunshine of the morning that managed to infiltrate the quaint little shop, you were graced with the sight of Lukas' familiar, stoic face. “Let me guess,” you mused as he approached the counter, “A black coffee with a dash of sugar and cream along with a slice of lemon bread?” “Hm.” As usual, Lukas only made a small hum that could only mean yes before turning around, making his way towards his usual seat in the corner of the café. Biting back a smile, you tu

“(Name)!” Lovino, (Name)’s boyfriend of six years, called her out for the millionth time. (Name) was actually busy reading fanfics and didn’t want to be disturbed right now. She kept ignoring the Italian’s calls for her, until she grew tired of hearing her name more than a millionth time. She grumpily stomped downstairs; annoyed that she was disturbed, even if it was her boyfriend. “What?” “You know what (Name)? I really don’t like your name.” Lovino complained at her. Her brow twitched and her blood starts to boil. HE INTERRUPTED HER JUST FOR THAT?! She just breathed in and tried

Final Part : Affection Touch A/N: Germany's POV, 'till the end!    It was really awkward by the time I and _____ arrived at my home.    Before, I had stopped by 24-hours mini market so that she could buy some things she needed, such as tooth paste and tooth brush, and woman’s needs… Then now, after I had welcomed her into my house, I realized that it would be rude to let her sleep on the couch. When I told her that she could use my room, she refused it. “I’m grateful enough that you let me stay here for a while,” she said with her humble smile. “You’re the host, so you’re supposed to have a

Part 2 : ~Brothers Time In Bar~ A/N: Still Germany's POV    That night, I had a drink in a bar with my brother, Gilbert. “Yo, West! How ya doing?” he greeted me as we met each other at the bar. He often called me ‘West’, because before I born, my family was lived somewhere in east region of Germany. I was born right a few month after they moved to west region of Germany.    “I’m fine, Bruder,” I replied him. After we ordered some beer, we traded some news of ourselves. I asked him whether he had any luck finding a job. Finding a job was somewhat difficult for him. The first was because of his att

You were off for some afternoon stroll, when suddenly, you noticed some familiar figure was walking of ahead you. Racognized who that person was, you fasten your step to approach that guy, and gave a tap on his shoulder while saying, "Hey, Lovino!" Lovino jumped a little because of your touch, then he turned to you with an annoyed face, "_-_____?! Dammit, you fucking shocked me, you know!" You smirked a little from his side, "How can such little touch scared you? Quite a chicken, aren't you?" "That's not true, dammit!" You just laughed a little to his reaction. Since the first time you befriend this guy as your neighbour, you just couldn'

Ding! The clear ring of the door bell sang through the calm restaurant, indicating that another customer has entered. "Ah! Big Brother Antonio! Welcome!" Feliciano greeted from the counter, waving at the familiar figure. Antonio chirped, sitting himself by the counter table. "Ah, Feli! Do you mind getting me lasagne and sangria please?" "Of course not, sir!" Feliciano beamed, he called to his older brother who was washing the dishes in the kitchen, "Ve~ Brother, there isn't many people here now. I can do Antonio's order, you can take a break~!" "Okay. Good. I'm tired." Lovino sighed, wiping his hands dry and swiftly taking his apron off,

"No, no, no! Not this again!" Italy whimpered, seeing his eye colour change in the mirror. "Oi, fratello!" Romano called from downstairs, "Hurry up, we'll be late for the next world meeting!" He decided to keep his mouth shut, act like nothing was wrong, and endure the agonizing thought of his other self coming out. "S-sì fratello!" He yelled back, his voice still trembling, "I'll be down in a minute!" -(Time Skip)- In the grand meeting room, having to listen to the nations' petty arguments with each other, you turned your head and silently sighed. You gazed outside the window which took up a great chunk of the hall, sending plenty

((WARNING: This contains mentions of suicide and cursing. Seriously, It's Lovino, what're you gonna do? If you Don't like it, don't read! I really don't want to have to put a filter thing on it, but if anyone's overtly worried about it, then sent me a note about it, and I'll put one up, alright? If I did my job, prepare to cry. That Is All.)) My legs are dangling off the edge, The bottom of the bottle is my only friend, I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone. My legs are dangling off the edge, A stomach full of pills didn't work again, I'll put a bullet in my head and I'm gone, gone, gone, gone. (Y/n) sighed

James never really had the intention to adopt a child. But, what was he going to do that day? He was just taking a walk, he was on the phone with his brother, Jason. He was completely bored, until he noticed what appeared to be a man hitting a three year old girl. "You little bitch! It's your fault your mom is dead!" The man shouted. "I think I'll have to call you back." James said before hanging up. While James was often seen as a tough scary guy, he had a secret soft spot for children. He tapped on the mans shoulder before punching him in the stomach, picking up the child, and running home. ~one year later~ James sighed as he talked to