2P Italy Hetaloid x Reader (Part 1)

“talking”, ‘thinking’

(Reader POV)

After finishing moving in my new home I realized I lacked tools that were needed on the daily basis. So I went looking and buying for things such as house cleaning products, a first aid kit, kitchen tools, and ingredients to make my own food. I spent the week cleaning, painting and decorating my house ‘Wow my house looks awesome!’ I thought as I heard my stomach grumble “hhmmm may be I should try that new Italian pasta recipe I saw on TV” So I went to my kitchen to start making my pasta. *ding dong* *ding dong* “Coming! Just wait a second!” I said as I turned the flames down to low on my stove ‘Dang I was about to finish, this better be worth it’I opened the door and saw a delivery guy with a large crate.

“Hello are you miss (f/n) (l/n)” “Yes that’s me” “Ok then here are some papers you have to sign in the mean time I’ll move the crate inside” He said as I started to sign the paper he gave me *CRACK!* “AAAH!” As soon as I was done signing I saw the delivery guy run back out in fear and take the papers from my hands. *crack* *crack* ‘WTF!?’ I ran back to my living room to the source of the loud cracking sounds and saw my Hetaloid breaking the crate from the inside out. With one last hit the crate opened and revealed to me a brown haired man with a curl sticking out, red eyes, a brown suit with a black tie, shirt, gloves, boots and hat with purple plume on it. “Ciao bella~ My name is-a Lusiano Vargas, what’s-a yours?”

“I’m (f/n) (l/n) your new owner” I stated but in a blink of an eye Luciano loomed over me and lifted my chin with the tip of a sharp knife “Scusate ma io sono quello in carica, capito” “uu-uuh s-sorry I don’t understand” “Then start-a learning ragazza before you get-a hurt” He said with a smirk as he teased me with his knife, dragging its tip up and down my neck “but I-a smell pasta so I’ll-a let you-a go for now” I felt the pressure on my neck disappeared as Lusiano walked to the kitchen leaving me petrified. ‘….GOD! I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE!! WTF just happened?’ As soon as Lusiano’s presence was gone I went searching for answers inside the broken crate. I quickly and quietly moved the broken wood aside and peered inside to look for the instructions, which I found right under a luggage back that was probably full of clothes.

~ ~ INSTRUCTIONS~~

How to wake up 2P Italy: Pick one of the following ways

1) Make him some pasta

2) Ask him nicely in Italian to wake up (used the name Luciano)

3) Offer him a new knife

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‘Fuck it was the pasta, damn my awesome cooking skills’ As I finish reading I realized that the room was a complete mess and decided to clean it up. I was too into cleaning the mess Luciano made that I completely forgot about him and when I was satisfied with how the room looked I went to the kitchen only dreaming of my pasta. “What-a the hell-a took you too long-a! I’m-a starving” “aah! L-Luciano I didn’t see you! S-sorry I just needed to clean the living room it was too messy, I’ll get you your pasta right away” I said as I scurried to the over to the oven to serve him his pasta but felt something wrap around my waist as I started to pour the sauce.

“Your-a very spregiudicatezza making me-a wait my-a food, still-a I can’t stay-a mad at-a you looking like that-a” As soon as he said that I looked at myself, I looked like a house wife with my simple  but elegant short (favorite color) dress, my white apron, and my hair pushed back by a (2nd favorite color) bandana. ‘Note to self: try to not look like I’m his wife’ but I snapped out of my thoughts as I felt his hands group my breast. “To tell-a the truth-a, I don’t know-a whether to make-a you my-a servant or my bella wife-a~” “eep!” I squeaked as I flinched at his touched, causing some of the pasta in the plate to fly at me. I slowly turn around to Luciano and saw his eyes full amusement quickly turn to lust. “My-a my-a ragazza you’re a mess-a, I guess-a I have-a not choice-a” He took the plate from my hands, put it aside and forcefully dragged me on top the table “W-What are you going to do!?” I felt hands gain group me and start moving lower and lower, Luciano lowered his head and whispered to my ear “Ho intenzione di mangiarti~”