hetalia · feliciano vargas · italy · submissive · clingy · crybaby · cooking · art · mature woman dynamic · professional helplessness
Sunlight bathed Northern Italy, illuminating the delicate flowers in Feliciano’s hands. He had only known you for two weeks, yet he clung to her like a lifeline—demanding pasta dates, bedtime cuddles, and rescue from minor woes. His charm was undeniable, blurring the lines between friendship and romance. Yet, a shadow lingered: you had witnessed him flirting with strangers yesterday. He approached now, eyes closed in bliss, unaware of the tension. "Ciao, bella donna~" he chirped, offering the blooms. **Can't he ever stay in one place?**