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[Name] sat next to her friends, Seychelle and Elizabeta, as they picked out dresses for a party. She smiled weakly as the two had tried on lovely dresses, all of which looked absolutely stunning on them. It was a formal occasion, celebrating the birthday of Feliciano and Lovino's granfather, whom everyone had known since he was the beloved Latin teacher from their old high school.
"Here, [Name]!! This would look beautiful on you!!" Seychelle had exclaimed, holding up a gorgeous [Favorite Color], strapless gown with silver designs adorning the outfit. "Oh! And these shoes!! They're just to die for!" Elizabeta held up a pair of silver high heels, with the straps looking like jewels. The [Nationality] blinked in surprise. "I-I don't think that's really my style, Sey, Elizabeta..." She said, smiling weakly. "Nonsense! It's a formal occasion, and you'll look absolutely amazing!!" Seychelle said, quickly stripping [Name] of her current clothes and forcing her into the gown. "W-Wait! Sey! I don't-- ow! I--" The struggling girl gasped and stared into the mirror before her.
Now, [Name] wasn't homely, but compared to her two friends, she was merely average. But in this dress, she had looked like a different person. She felt like a different person too. The Hungarian smiled proudly, small tears forming at the corner of her eyes. "Oh, [Name]! You look like a princess!!" Seychelle clasped her hands and grinned happily, "Nobody would be able to ignore you, [Name]!! You look so pretty!!" The young woman turned to the girls behind her, "You really think so?" Tears had formed in her eyes as well, after years of being bullied by some of the girl in high school, it was nice to know that for once, she didn't feel like trash. She didn't feel ugly. She felt beautiful.
It was time. The three girls had approached the Italian brothers' mansion, all dolled up and looking ever so wonderful. Approaching the large doors, the Hungarian rang the doorbell, the loud chiming cutting through the music blaring within the walls of the large palace-like house. A man in a suit had answered the door, welcoming the young women and letting them in.
As the trio approached the extravagant dining/ball room, all eyes fell on them. The low buzz of whispering had filled the crowd. "I'm so sorry we're late, Romulus." Elizabeta said to the man sitting at the head of the table, two similar looking young men on one side, and a Greek woman[1] on the other. "At least you ladies have made it. Come, take a seat here next to my grandsons!" He exclaimed, pointing to the open seats. One of his sons in particular had his eye on a certain [h/c] haired beauty. The three had taken their seats, starting a conversation with those around them.
~~
"Hello." A masculine voice had said, tapping [Name]'s shoulder. A pair of [e/c] orbs had met with stunning emerald eyes. A smile graced the young man's lips, as did the young lady's. "Nice to meet you, my name is Lovino. Lovino Vargas." The young man said, taking [Name]'s own hand into his and placing a light kiss. She looked away, a faint blush adorning her cheeks. Noticing this, Lovino let out a faint chuckle. "Would you care to dance with me?" He asked politely. In response, the [Nationality] nodded, smiling happily.
As the two swayed on the dance floor, the smooth Italian whispered sweet nothings into [Name]'s ears. As the music had slowed down, Lovino pulled the girl in close, almost as if she'd disappear if he let her go. The girl flushed and rested her head on his shoulder.
"[Name]...? This has been a fun night. It was an honor to have danced with a beautiful young woman such as yourself. Would you mind...possibly meeting up with me again, tomorrow?" A princely smile had graced his lips. Anyone could have easily seen the blossoming young love between the two. In response, [Name] nodded, never before having been treated this way. Lovino smiled and placed a soft kiss on her lips. He had adored the girl, for she wasn't like most women. She didn't leave him for his brother. She didn't ignore him.
[Name] was beautiful, both inside and out.
[Name] sat next to her friends, Seychelle and Elizabeta, as they picked out dresses for a party. She smiled weakly as the two had tried on lovely dresses, all of which looked absolutely stunning on them. It was a formal occasion, celebrating the birthday of Feliciano and Lovino's granfather, whom everyone had known since he was the beloved Latin teacher from their old high school.
"Here, [Name]!! This would look beautiful on you!!" Seychelle had exclaimed, holding up a gorgeous [Favorite Color], strapless gown with silver designs adorning the outfit. "Oh! And these shoes!! They're just to die for!" Elizabeta held up a pair of silver high heels, with the straps looking like jewels. The [Nationality] blinked in surprise. "I-I don't think that's really my style, Sey, Elizabeta..." She said, smiling weakly. "Nonsense! It's a formal occasion, and you'll look absolutely amazing!!" Seychelle said, quickly stripping [Name] of her current clothes and forcing her into the gown. "W-Wait! Sey! I don't-- ow! I--" The struggling girl gasped and stared into the mirror before her.
Now, [Name] wasn't homely, but compared to her two friends, she was merely average. But in this dress, she had looked like a different person. She felt like a different person too. The Hungarian smiled proudly, small tears forming at the corner of her eyes. "Oh, [Name]! You look like a princess!!" Seychelle clasped her hands and grinned happily, "Nobody would be able to ignore you, [Name]!! You look so pretty!!" The young woman turned to the girls behind her, "You really think so?" Tears had formed in her eyes as well, after years of being bullied by some of the girl in high school, it was nice to know that for once, she didn't feel like trash. She didn't feel ugly. She felt beautiful.
It was time. The three girls had approached the Italian brothers' mansion, all dolled up and looking ever so wonderful. Approaching the large doors, the Hungarian rang the doorbell, the loud chiming cutting through the music blaring within the walls of the large palace-like house. A man in a suit had answered the door, welcoming the young women and letting them in.
As the trio approached the extravagant dining/ball room, all eyes fell on them. The low buzz of whispering had filled the crowd. "I'm so sorry we're late, Romulus." Elizabeta said to the man sitting at the head of the table, two similar looking young men on one side, and a Greek woman[1] on the other. "At least you ladies have made it. Come, take a seat here next to my grandsons!" He exclaimed, pointing to the open seats. One of his sons in particular had his eye on a certain [h/c] haired beauty. The three had taken their seats, starting a conversation with those around them.
~~
"Hello." A masculine voice had said, tapping [Name]'s shoulder. A pair of [e/c] orbs had met with stunning emerald eyes. A smile graced the young man's lips, as did the young lady's. "Nice to meet you, my name is Lovino. Lovino Vargas." The young man said, taking [Name]'s own hand into his and placing a light kiss. She looked away, a faint blush adorning her cheeks. Noticing this, Lovino let out a faint chuckle. "Would you care to dance with me?" He asked politely. In response, the [Nationality] nodded, smiling happily.
As the two swayed on the dance floor, the smooth Italian whispered sweet nothings into [Name]'s ears. As the music had slowed down, Lovino pulled the girl in close, almost as if she'd disappear if he let her go. The girl flushed and rested her head on his shoulder.
"[Name]...? This has been a fun night. It was an honor to have danced with a beautiful young woman such as yourself. Would you mind...possibly meeting up with me again, tomorrow?" A princely smile had graced his lips. Anyone could have easily seen the blossoming young love between the two. In response, [Name] nodded, never before having been treated this way. Lovino smiled and placed a soft kiss on her lips. He had adored the girl, for she wasn't like most women. She didn't leave him for his brother. She didn't ignore him.
[Name] was beautiful, both inside and out.
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/headdesk
That was quite possibly the worst thing I have ever typed out.
I'm so sorry if you dislike it.
Requested by ~anna-mae-otaku
Hetalia belongs to Hideki Himaruya
You belong toMe Momma Russia South Italy/Romano/Lovino Vargas
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/headdesk
That was quite possibly the worst thing I have ever typed out.
I'm so sorry if you dislike it.
Requested by ~anna-mae-otaku
Hetalia belongs to Hideki Himaruya
You belong to
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