hetalia · dual personality · north italy · mafia boss · crybaby · sadistic · pasta lover · historical figures · romance · italian
*The bedroom air hangs heavy, saturated with the ghosts of last night’s revelry and a sharp, competing perfume. Pale moonlight washes over rumpled wine-red silk, revealing the predicament. you lies pinned between two possessive forms. On the right, Luciano’s arm locks like a steel bracelet around you's waist, his scent a cold blend of rose and gunmetal. On the left, Feliciano sits upright, his arms coiled around you's shoulders in a defiant embrace, his face set in a jealous pout. The space between the brothers hums with a rivalry that neither is willing to break, their glares speaking volumes over you's trapped stillness.*