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Italy Bros x Reader x German Bros-Faded Stars (2)

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“Und zhis vill be jour room.” Ludwig said, opening a plain, white door, to that lead into a somehow plainer, white room. He'd just given you a quick tour of the house, while Gilbert went into the basement, the area of the house he lived in.

Carrying your suitcase into the room, you sat on the bed, which gave a low creak. You stayed silent, as you had not spoken since the flight to Germany.

Ludwig wavered by the door, unsure of weather to give you your space, or talk with you. But then again, he reminded himself you were still stranger to him, and you probably wouldn't want to talk to him. “Vell, if jou need anything come und find me or mein bruder, ja?”

“Che cosa mai... (Whatever...).” You muttered under your breath.

“Vhat vas that?” Ludwig raised an eyebrow, and although he was obviously trying to maintain his calm demeanor, his blue orbs, unsaid, dared you to say anything more.

“Nothing.”

“Ja.” He took one last look over you, before swiftly exiting the room, closing the door behind him with a soft, dull 'clunk'. You waited a few minutes, until you were certain he was gone, to get your phone out of your pocket.

You had three text messages, two from Feli and one from Lovi. First you read the ones from Feli.

'Mio sorella, I understand your mad but we think this is for the best.'

The next was sent a few hours after the first.

'You may be mad at us, be we did it because we want our sorella back.'

You sat on the bed in confusion, fighting back tears. It was contradictory, he wants his sister back, but he sends her away? You swallowed the lump in your throat and moved on to Lovi's message.

'______, I don't care if you hate me for it, I already hate myself leaving you with those bastards, but Feli trusts them so I do too. But only because I fucking miss mio bambina sorella, the one who used to be so freaking happy all the time! What happened to you?'

Too shocked to react, you stared at at the screen for a few solid minutes, maybe even longer., reading the message over and over until you knew it by heart. He..missed you?

If that was the case, why hadn't he just said so? You wanted to go home right now, and maybe you could, maybe this was your chance to finally set things right. You sent him a text.

'Please let me come home. I hate it here, I miss home.'

It only took a short minute for him to reply.

'No! You have to stay okay? It's only for a month. I can't chance you suddenly going back to locking yourself in your room. This might be my only chance to get you back.'

Only a month? Only?!

In a flurry of rage and fury you launched your phone across the room, and as soon as it made contact with the wall it smashed into pieces. “S-shit!” You cried out, rushing over to it, realizing what you'd done. Collecting the parts in your hands, you mentally cursed yourself. You hadn't meant to do it, you just...did it!

Rapid footsteps approached your room, and the door swung open, revealing Gilbert and Ludwig. They were panting, as both stared at you and your phone (or at least the remains of it) in disbelief. Once again, you lost control of your actions due to your anger, and were scarcely aware of yourself screaming at the two to get out.

“Frau calm down!” A pair of muscular arms wrapped around you, bringing you back to reality.

Gilbert was kneeling beside you on the floor, hugging you tightly with his chin on top of your head. Relaxing in his arms, he released you slowly. “Are jou okay?”

Nodding shakily, he cast his gaze to the broken glass of your phone screen. “Vhy did jou...?”

“It-a was an accident!” You snapped, starting to pick up the glass, collecting it in your palm.

“Vait, jou're going to hurt jourself, let me get jou a brush und pan.” Ludwig offered, concern portrayed in his frown.

“N-No, I got it-” You began, but cut yourself off with a hiss of pain as the glass in your palm slit it open.

“Vest, jou clean zhis room up vhile I go und clean her cut.” Gilbert ordered, and grabbed your hand that wasn't bleeding, leading you out of the room and into the corridor. He took you somewhere that seemed to be an infirmary, and got a first aid kit out of one of the cupboards, while you waited, sitting on a chair.

Gilbert came to you with a pair of tweezers, disinfectant, and bandages. “Is zhere any glass still in it?” He asked, and you shrugged, a little too squeamish to find out. “Vell, zhis is zhe quickest way to find out.” Surprisingly gentle, he took your hand, that now had a small pool of blood in it, cleaned it with a rag, and then brought it to his mouth. Running his tongue over the wound, very slowly. You went stiff at his touch.

“What are you...?!”

He raised his ruby eyes to your (e/c) ones, his orbs holding confidence, and they seemed to say 'trust me'. So you did. Understanding, you relaxed, letting him continue, Soon enough, he finished, pulling away.

“Sorry but zhat is zhe easiest way to find out. Und ja, zhere is still glass in it.” he confirmed, bringing the tweezers to the wound. “I used to have to do zhat for Vest vhen he was little. Kesese~.”

“O-oh...” You said, wincing as the tweezers pulled a small shard of glass out of your cut.

“Zhere! Now zhe disinfectant, which vill hurt by zhe vay.” He warned you, and you nodded, bracing yourself. As soon as the substance went into the cut, you squeezed your eyes shut and bit your lips, the stinging sensation shockingly awful. Fortunately, the pain ebbed away quickly, and Gilbert started wrapping the bandages around your palm. “So...Why did you break jour phone?”

“It-a was an accident!”

“Jour telling me jou randomly decided to throw it...by accident?” He stuck his bottom lip out quizzically, voice dripping with sarcasm.

“No, it's just...I don't want to-a be here but mio fratello won't let me go home.” You complained, “They-a fucking kicked me out.”

“Nein.” Gilbert was smiling up as you as he finished with the bandages. “Zhey are vorried about jou, zhey are doing it out of love. Zhe same vay I'd do if it vas Ludwig.”

“It's not out of love!” You spat bitterly, voice cracking.

“Ja, it is. Trust me frau. Jour bruders vere heartbroken vhen zhey told me- us, zhat jou vere...different.” His eyes flashed with sympathy, and he carefully patted the top of your head. “Zhey miss zheir old sister, und I vant to meet zhe girl zhey spoke so highly of, so you better introduce me to her by zhe end of zhis month.” He wholeheartedly said.

You were speechless. Did he really mean it?!

“Come on, frau, dinner should be ready by now.” Gil took your hand once more, and lead you to the dining room. It was a large hall with a round wooden table in the center. On the wall hung a large, painting of a younger Gil, in his teen years, holding a toddler Ludwig in his arms. It was very charming and you marveled at it for a short amount of time.

“So, um...Do you by any chance serve-a pasta?” You asked nervously, causing Gil to chuckle.

“Kesese~, you sound just like Ita!” He exclaimed.

“Well, do-a you?” You persisted as Gil pulled out a chair for you to sit in.

“Nein, ve serve German food, it's awesome!” He told you, pushing your chair in after you sat down, and then sitting beside you. Not too long later, Ludwig entered, carrying three plates of Wurst and mashed potatoes. He set them down, and both the German brothers started eating. You however played with your food with your fork.

“Don't play with jour food!” Ludwig scolded, pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

“Well I've-a never had Wurst before a Lovi says-”

“Frau, Romano has never had Vurst. Just try it!” Gil persuaded.

Glancing at the German sausage distastefully, you stabbed you fork into one, and took a dainty bite. After chewing it slowly, you were pleasantly surprised to find out it wasn't so bad.

“So, vhat do you think?” Ludwig asked.

“Italian food is better...” You commented, but carried on eating anyway. When everyone was finished, Ludwig picked up the empty plates to take into the kitchen but you stopped him.

“L-let me do it...” You offered, taking the plates from him and carrying them into the kitchen (you knew where it was from Ludwig's earlier tour). As well as that, you cleaned them in the sink, unaware of the two brothers watching you. When you were done, you were surprised to hear Ludwig speaking, and jumped in shock.

“Danke, Venice.” He said gratefully, Gil nodding in agreement. You gave the two a small smile.

“It's ______.”

“Hm?” Gil tilted his head to the side.

“My name, it's _______.”

“Oh, vell, danke ______.” Ludwig said, a hint of happiness in his eyes.

“No problem.” You said, smile extending to a grin, the first time you'd done such in years.

“______,” Gil said, thinking about it. “It's nice, it suits you.”
Sorry if the writing seems lazy guys, I really did try... :(

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I've never had wurst either ;n;