Yandere!2p!Italy x Male!Reader
A noice in the stomach could be heard.
The rightful owner was (M/n), who was blushing from the outburst.
~End of Flashback~
(M/n) was just eating-specifically, gobbling, up nearly 3 plates of Luciano's freshly home-made spaghetti. The answer to how you were even consuming such amount was spectacular to Luciano, but he couldn't careless about the mess you were making right now.
You glanced up at Luciano to have a glimpse of his appearance. Although, when you did, his magenta-coloured eyes were staring right at you. You could feel an electrifying tingle down your spine as your body shocked, which Luciano noticed completely. His usual poker face suddenly transformed with his lips curving into a smirk, and his eyes half-lidded. It's almost as if he fully knew what was inside your mind.
After seeing Luciano's face, you felt your cheeks burning up immediately. Your eyes stared right at the plate you were eating, with your mouth full of spaghetti. All you could think about was his appearance.
Dark brown hair.
Why did it feel as if you were somehow familiar with this man? Was there even a connection between the both of you? And why was he wearing a uniform that looks like it was from World War 2?
These thoughts were making your head throb painfully, so you decided to stop thinking about it and finally ask him the important question.
"L-Luciano-k-kun, what happened to m-me..?" (M/n) asked with his lips and teeth trembling.
"..hm? Oh, that-a? Don't-a worry, my-a amore! You-a just woke-a up from a car accident. It's nothing to-a worry about!" Luciano reassured me. His smirk never faltering while his eyes slowly widened with insanity whirling inside his dark pink eyes. No, wait, they've suddenly turned red.
You smiled cheekily just as you were swallowing your last bite of spaghetti. You kept thinking why you couldn't remember anything at all despite the fact that you knew time would be the only solution, or so you thought.
The only way is for me to trust this man because he seems nice...I guess.. (M/n) wondered.
You jumped a bit from your seat when you heard a sudden chuckle from the man in front of you.
"(M/n), oh-a, (M/n). I told-a you NOT to worry about-a it. And you can trust-a me, you-a know? Why -a are you so-a hesitant? I'm just-a a nice and-a caring close friend of-a yours. I-a promise you that-a I'll protect you from-a any harm. There's no need to be afraid of me."
Wait, were you saying that loud enough for him to hear or did he just read your mind? That last line made you confused because there was no Italian accent at all, but you decided to shrug it off. I mean, he did say that he was your close friend right? It's normal for friends to trust each other, no matter what the cost is.
So, you smiled happily for the first time after the accident from the "car crash" and gladly accepted him as your friend by shaking hands bowing to him. When you were shaking his hand, you could feel a shiver from him.
Luciano was just smiling like how he normally do-a sadistic and insane smile. How lucky was he? Finally touching his (M/n)...Oh, the thought of touching him in bed would be marvelous for him! But he should wait for the right moment at the right time. Besides, good things happened to those who wait, correct? Yes, good things will happen to him.
Everything will always be according to plan, just as how Luciano likes it to be formed.
After shaking his hand, you stopped mid-way. Why did it feel so familiar to you? Have this happened before in your lifetime? You couldn't feel anything from your waist to the legs anymore so you came crashing down the hard and solid wood. However, before your head got injured again, arms suddenly surrounded your waist as someone kept shouting your name repeatedly.
You fell unconscious, again.
(M/n) walked inside the tall building, trying to build up enough courage so that he wouldn't faint. Why, you ask? Amongst the thousands and thousands of applications people gave to them, they chose his. They thought that his was the best, although, (M/n) could not believe it. He was bewildered!-but, relieved and happy. He would finally get his dream job at last!
What is his dream job? Well, his dream job is to work as a boss of a big-no, HUGE company. It seemed to good to be true, as if it was just another miracle to come by. That if he walked away, this would've never happened tomorrow. (M/n) shook his head, and faintly smiled.
He was almost there to his office, so there's no time to lose.
I need to do this! He thought, and well, ran towards the office.
He should've stopped running when he saw a much bigger shadowy body than his in front of him. He should've just speed-walked rather than run impatiently. He should've just avoid his own cruel fate, so that they won't even meet or know each other.
But it was inevitable.
"O-ouchhh...O-oh my g-glob! A-are you okay, s-sir? D-did I hurt y-you in any way? I'm s-so sorry!" (M/n) teared up, fearing the worst. He really hoped that the man wasn't injured.
"WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOIN-O-oh, hello-a t-there, bella! What-a seems to-a be the problem?" The man wearing a uniform asked nicely, quickly hiding the sharp and shiny knife.
He was going to stab you because you crashed into him, but he decided to stop as there was a cute girl in front of him!
You, on the other hand, were confused of his language. You didn't understand Italian, that's for sure. So you looked up at him, your eyes widening from staring right at his eyes.
I-I think I l-like him...
I-a think I-a love her...