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Where on earth is that lovable idiot? anda wondered as anda paced impatiently, eventually throwing yourself onto the couch. He better not forgot that today is our anniversary. anda smiled half-heartedly. No, he’d never forget, not him. Sure, he pretends to forget sometimes, but he never does. Seriously though, anda frowned, where is he?
The clock struck seven.
He was a minit late.
Folding your arms, a chill traced your bare skin so anda slid off the sofa, kerusi panjang to throw on a shawl, handbag clinging to you. You’d dressed for tonight because Feliciano berkata he’d take anda out dancing; not only was your dress picked out perfectly for the occasion, but your hair was curled and makeup done simply but beautifully. anda scowled as anda trucked into your room, passing sejak a clock.
Two minit late.
Wait, why am I being so anal about the time? Gah! I can’t help it!
Blushing, anda admitted that although the lovable Italian sometimes made anda wait, anda loved him lebih than anyone. His gentility and careful nature was perfect for you; sure, anda were tough and it wasn’t just an act, but where affairs of the hati, tengah-tengah were concerned, one wrong alih could break you. Pulling a selendang, shawl from your closet, anda pulled it around your shoulders and wished his arms would take its place.
Soon, they would.
Reentering the elegant living room, anda noticed that the front door was open. Glare touching your eyes, scowl giving way to suspicion, anda strode past a carefully placed box of chocolates to close the damn door. It was winter; there was no way anda were letting any frigid air in! Slamming the door with a huff, assuming the wind blew it open, anda turned around only to have Feliciano spring upon anda and tackle anda into the door, smothering anda with kisses.
“Ve! I’m home! Ciuman me! Ciuman me!”
Flushing, surprised and caught off guard, anda exclaimed, “Hey! Y-you! You!” anda sputtered, trying to remove his romantic lips from yours—if anda weren’t careful, he would Ciuman away your grimace. “Where have anda been? You’re five minutes,” anda glanced at the clock to be sure, “late!”
“I know!” He gave anda that stupid, heart-melting smile. “But I had to wait for something!”
“Wait for what?” anda growled, giving him an unimpressed glower.
Golden-brown eyes puzzled, your little Italian smiled nonetheless. It was a good thing he didn’t take anda too seriously. “For the storm!” Feliciano pointed out the window. Snow piled around the windowpane, white specks the only thing anda could see in the black abyss.
Ah, anda understood, I had forgotten about the weather. Looks like a blizzard out there—it’s terrible!
Suddenly apologetic and embarrassed, your cheeks lit up and anda fell silent. Giggling, Feliciano took your chin in his hand and pulled your face ke hadapan for a sweet kiss. “Smile! Sei molto carina!” (You are very cute!) As his lips pressed pleasantly against yours, anda surrendered to his charm and hugged him tightly. Even when anda were wrong, he would forgive anda because he knew how much anda cared.
Hands sensually roving your body, he kissed your neck in earnest adoration and happy excitement. Embracing anda against his chest, he nuzzled your cheek with his nose and hummed something in Italian that anda didn’t quite catch. Looking into his joyful face, anda couldn’t help but to smile.
“I Cinta you, Feliciano,” anda whispered against his lips, Ciuman him, “I’m happy you’re safe.”
“Mmm,” Feliciano pulled away, face mock-serious, “but I’ll only forgive anda on one condition!”
This piqued your curiosity. “One condition?” One eyebrow descended and your jaw hardened. What was he on about? Absentmindedly crossing your arms, anda waited as he gestured towards anda expectantly. An airheaded grin passed over his lips.
“Reach into your handbag and say yes!”
Frowning, anda glanced at your handbag and noticed it was propped open. Cautiously reaching in, uncertainties overwhelming, your fingers brushed a box and anda seized it, pulling it out. A ring box, anda noted, and your mind kicked into hyper drive, causing your cheeks to flare as anda opened it.
No way! This is—this is—!
“My kegemaran gem!” anda exclaimed. “How did anda know?”
Feliciano laughed knowingly. “Silly, it’s lebih than just that! Read the inscription!” Glancing back to the box, anda read the messily scrawled but adorable nevertheless words: “Io ti amo. Marry me, bella?” (I Cinta you. Marry me, beautiful?). Feliciano grinned at anda expectantly, rocking on his heels as exultant as could be. Knowing enough Italian to translate, anda met his easygoing smile.
“F-Feliciano!” anda reached for him, catching him and hugging him. Burying your face in his chest, anda exclaimed, “Yes! Of course I’ll m-m,” the words caught on your lips, voice thick with choked bliss, “marry you!” His laugh sounded about your head, a pleasant, tinkling sound, and when anda looked up at him, his mouth met yours as he delivered another heart-stopping kiss.“I Cinta you.”
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Where on earth is that lovable idiot? anda wondered as anda paced impatiently, eventually throwing yourself onto the couch. He better not forgot that today is our anniversary. anda smiled half-heartedly. No, he’d never forget, not him. Sure, he pretends to forget sometimes, but he never does. Seriously though, anda frowned, where is he?
The clock struck seven.
He was a minit late.
Folding your arms, a chill traced your bare skin so anda slid off the sofa, kerusi panjang to throw on a shawl, handbag clinging to you. You’d dressed for tonight because Feliciano berkata he’d take anda out dancing; not only was your dress picked out perfectly for the occasion, but your hair was curled and makeup done simply but beautifully. anda scowled as anda trucked into your room, passing sejak a clock.
Two minit late.
Wait, why am I being so anal about the time? Gah! I can’t help it!
Blushing, anda admitted that although the lovable Italian sometimes made anda wait, anda loved him lebih than anyone. His gentility and careful nature was perfect for you; sure, anda were tough and it wasn’t just an act, but where affairs of the hati, tengah-tengah were concerned, one wrong alih could break you. Pulling a selendang, shawl from your closet, anda pulled it around your shoulders and wished his arms would take its place.
Soon, they would.
Reentering the elegant living room, anda noticed that the front door was open. Glare touching your eyes, scowl giving way to suspicion, anda strode past a carefully placed box of chocolates to close the damn door. It was winter; there was no way anda were letting any frigid air in! Slamming the door with a huff, assuming the wind blew it open, anda turned around only to have Feliciano spring upon anda and tackle anda into the door, smothering anda with kisses.
“Ve! I’m home! Ciuman me! Ciuman me!”
Flushing, surprised and caught off guard, anda exclaimed, “Hey! Y-you! You!” anda sputtered, trying to remove his romantic lips from yours—if anda weren’t careful, he would Ciuman away your grimace. “Where have anda been? You’re five minutes,” anda glanced at the clock to be sure, “late!”
“I know!” He gave anda that stupid, heart-melting smile. “But I had to wait for something!”
“Wait for what?” anda growled, giving him an unimpressed glower.
Golden-brown eyes puzzled, your little Italian smiled nonetheless. It was a good thing he didn’t take anda too seriously. “For the storm!” Feliciano pointed out the window. Snow piled around the windowpane, white specks the only thing anda could see in the black abyss.
Ah, anda understood, I had forgotten about the weather. Looks like a blizzard out there—it’s terrible!
Suddenly apologetic and embarrassed, your cheeks lit up and anda fell silent. Giggling, Feliciano took your chin in his hand and pulled your face ke hadapan for a sweet kiss. “Smile! Sei molto carina!” (You are very cute!) As his lips pressed pleasantly against yours, anda surrendered to his charm and hugged him tightly. Even when anda were wrong, he would forgive anda because he knew how much anda cared.
Hands sensually roving your body, he kissed your neck in earnest adoration and happy excitement. Embracing anda against his chest, he nuzzled your cheek with his nose and hummed something in Italian that anda didn’t quite catch. Looking into his joyful face, anda couldn’t help but to smile.
“I Cinta you, Feliciano,” anda whispered against his lips, Ciuman him, “I’m happy you’re safe.”
“Mmm,” Feliciano pulled away, face mock-serious, “but I’ll only forgive anda on one condition!”
This piqued your curiosity. “One condition?” One eyebrow descended and your jaw hardened. What was he on about? Absentmindedly crossing your arms, anda waited as he gestured towards anda expectantly. An airheaded grin passed over his lips.
“Reach into your handbag and say yes!”
Frowning, anda glanced at your handbag and noticed it was propped open. Cautiously reaching in, uncertainties overwhelming, your fingers brushed a box and anda seized it, pulling it out. A ring box, anda noted, and your mind kicked into hyper drive, causing your cheeks to flare as anda opened it.
No way! This is—this is—!
“My kegemaran gem!” anda exclaimed. “How did anda know?”
Feliciano laughed knowingly. “Silly, it’s lebih than just that! Read the inscription!” Glancing back to the box, anda read the messily scrawled but adorable nevertheless words: “Io ti amo. Marry me, bella?” (I Cinta you. Marry me, beautiful?). Feliciano grinned at anda expectantly, rocking on his heels as exultant as could be. Knowing enough Italian to translate, anda met his easygoing smile.
“F-Feliciano!” anda reached for him, catching him and hugging him. Burying your face in his chest, anda exclaimed, “Yes! Of course I’ll m-m,” the words caught on your lips, voice thick with choked bliss, “marry you!” His laugh sounded about your head, a pleasant, tinkling sound, and when anda looked up at him, his mouth met yours as he delivered another heart-stopping kiss.“I Cinta you.”