Coffee Coated Storm (Italy x Reader)

Coffee Coated Storm (Italy x Reader)

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~~~(Your Name) POV~~~


You ran through the darkening streets, jumping over the occasional puddle as you made a bee-line towards a nearby café. Swiftly pushing open the glass door you step inside, a light jingle from the bell that hung loosely above the door announcing your arrival.

The smell of freshly ground coffee and coco beans instantly found your nose as the atmosphere of the café began clouding your senses, a sigh of relief escaping your lungs as another deep roar of thunder echoed outside.

As you began walking towards the till you take in your surroundings, weary eyed costumers sat at tables lined in rows, enclosed by cosy looking chairs.The occasional quiet thank you and muffled chesty cough along with the clanking of cutlery added to the calming atmosphere of the café.

Your eyes continued to roam around the place until they landed on a figure slouched in the corner in an almost fearful manner, as if they were trying to hide from something.

Straining your eyes in an attempt to see the figure clearer you noticed that it was a man with light brown hair that seemed to shine in the dimly lit room with what appeared to be a curl on the left side of his head, but you couldn't be sure from this distance.

Your attention was brought back in front of you as the lady behind the till asked you what you would like. As you ordered a coffee with whip cream and caramel you failed to notice the previous brown haired male with the unusual curl was now staring at you.



~~~Italy’s POV~~~
     
‘Wow’ was all I could think, “She’s-a Beautiful” I murmur to myself, a smile spreading across my face as I continued to watch her order a drink.

She was a gorgeous (Hair Colour) haired woman in a white blouse with a black flat collar along with black skinny jeans complimented by some ankle high heels and a black jacket.

She turned around revelling shimmering (Eye Colour) eyes looking directly into my own, her skin seemed to be glowing giving her a graceful and angelic aura.

I was so caught up in admiring her I didn't seem to notice her making her way towards me, her drink in hand.



~~~(Your Name) POV~~~

Finally getting your drink you say a quiet thank you and pay before turning around only to find a pair of alluring hazel eyes looking back into your glistening (Eye Colour) ones.

Before you knew it you were being pulled in that direction by an unknown force, your legs having a mind of their own as you gradually got closer until you were right in front of the said pair of eyes and their owner.

You looked down at him for a few brief seconds, studying him, ‘He’s cute, Wait what you've only just seen this guy, heck you don’t even know him!’ You pushed your thoughts aside shaking your head a little in the process.

He must be deep in thought because he hadn't seemed to notice you yet. You clutch your drink bringing it closer to your chest before speaking up,

“Excuse me?” He jumped slightly before looking up at you, a light pink dusting his cheeks before a smile replaced his slightly shocked expression.

“Ve~ Yes bella?” A thick yet joyful Italian accent coated his words as he closed his eyes and tipped his head to the side in an adorable manner.

“M-may I sit with you?” You asked as sweetly as possible doing your best not to stutter. He was about to reply when a sharp light tore through the sky reflecting off the rain stained window.

He let out a barely audible cry as he began to tremble slightly before glancing back over to you, a nervous smile plastered on his face.

“You’re not scared of thunder and lightning are you?” You lightly teased followed by a light chuckle that caused the auburn haired male to turn a deep red and begin flaring his arms about in a defensive way.
 
“W-what? Me-a scared of-a a little thunder and-a light-“His sentence was cut short by a deep rumble of thunder that travelled through the sky.

He let out a girly shriek and clung onto your jacket hiding his face in it whimpering slightly. You stood there frozen, your cheeks turning a deeper shade of pink as the man clung to you.

A ping of guilt ran through your body as you looked down at the shivering male.

“Who-a I’m I-a kidding” He voice was slightly muffled by your jacket, “I’m-a wimp, a coward, a poor-a excuse for-a man!” he cried, burying his face deeper in the soft material.  

That ping of guilt turned into a wave that crashed into you like a tun of bricks and without a second thought you placed your hand on his back rubbing it soothingly, as you slid into the chair next to him, placing your drink on the table.

“Hey its ok, everyone’s scared of something, even big strong men” you spoke in the gentlest voice you could.

He peaked through your jacket looking up at you with tears in his shimmering eyes, “Really?” He whispered causing you to smile softly.

“Really” you replied.

Sitting up he beamed a smile at you, the curl on the side of his head bouncing slightly and the tears in his eyes somehow magically disappeared, “My-a name is-a Feliciano by-a the way, Feliciano Vargas, But-a you can-a call me Feli”

You smiled, brushing a stay strand of hair behind your ear before replying “It’s nice to meet you Feli, my name is (Name), (First Name) (Last Name)”

“(Name)”, He mused, “Ve~ that’s a pretty name, it-a suits you”

His joyful demeanour returned almost instantly, but just as quick as it came it disappeared as another shot of vibrant light painted the sky white followed by the deep growl of thunder.

He jumped and latched onto you burying his face in the crook of your neck mumbling words you couldn’t make out into your skin.

Instead of freaking out and pushing him off you, you embraced him with one arm him whispering soothing word into his ear trying to calm him down.

After some time he regained his confident and sat up but still held you in a firm grip.

“Thanks Bella~” He smiled that precious closed eyed smile of his before pressing his head against yours and slightly opened his eyes, gazing sweetly into your own.

He chuckled happily pulling you into a soft hug and holding you there for a few brief moments before pulling away.  

“Were-a friends now sì?”

You smile widely “Sì!” you mimicked picking up your coffee and taking a well needed sip, practically moaning from the taste.

In the process of drinking the heavenly beverage you managed to smear some of the whip cream onto your cheek near the corner of your mouth. Just as you were about to wipe it off with your hand you felt a soft surface come in contact with your cheek followed by a wet one.

Your eyes widened as you glance to the side seeing Feliciano face close to yours before he sat back up into his original position.

“You-a had some cream on-a your-a face bella~” He chimed, not having the slightest clue on what that brief contact did to you apart from the that your now represented a ripe tomato.

“F-FELI” You said louder than expected causing the Italian beside you to yet again jump, “You can’t just lick someone’s face!”  Your voice was very high pitched at this point and sounded more like a squeak then a shout.

“A-ah sorry bella, Please-a don’t-a hurt me!” He cried drawing the attention of a few nearby customers. You sighed “I’m not going to hurt you Feli”.

You put down your coffee before being tackled in a tight hug and almost falling out of your chair, “Ve~ Thank you-a bella you’re-a so nice, just as-a nice as-a pasta”, you were slightly confused by the unusual complement but lightly blushed anyway.
 
When Feli finally decided to let go you both began to talk, getting to know each other better in the process as well as the occasional hug, compliment that usually caused you to blush and that cute ‘Ve~’ sound that would pass through his soft lips every now and then.

As the convocation carried on the storm began to pass and the rain had stopped, it took you both a while but you eventually noticed.

“Looks like the storm blew over” You stated with a small smile, “Sì, It seems it has” You looked at him a sad smile playing at the corners of your lips, “I guess I should get going”.

You sighed, standing up getting and ready to leave as Feliciano looked at you with a slightly bewildered expression as you began to exit the café.

“Bye Feli, It was nice meeting you” You said over your shoulder, looking softly into his eyes before pushing open the glass door once again and stepping outside. Just as the small jingle from the bell reached Feli’s ears he snapped out of his small trance and shot up from his seat, grabbing a small napkin of one of the tables and running after you.

By the time he had exited the shop you were about to cross the road down the street, “B-bella! Wait!” He shouted in a desperate voice causing you to halt in your tracks and turn around. By the time Feliciano got to you the traffic light had turned red and cars had begun to pass blocking your way across the road.

“F-Feli?”  You gasped, surprised that he had followed you.

“Sì bella, I need to tell you something” He blurted out, waving his arms about to imply that it was important. As a sign of your curiosity you tipped your head to the side before asking “What do you need to tell me?”

“I-I….uh…err...need-a to t-tell-a you-a that…” A crimson flush began to make its way up from under his collar as he began to fidget nervously before taking a deep breath. He pulled out a pen and a napkin from his coat pocket and wrote something down on it quickly.

He looked up at you, a light blush still dusting his cheeks and his lips were pulled up in an unsure smile, as he took a step forward holding out the napkin for you. You reached out to grab it and just as you were about to take it you felt a gentle hand on the side of your face before a warm pair of lips fell upon your own.

Your eyes widened at the foreign feeling as it sent little sparks of pleasure down your spine and before you had the time to react he pulled away, a graceful smile adoring his handsome features as he gave you one last ‘Ve~’ before turning and hurriedly walking down the street.

Astonished you stood there for a few moments before glancing down at your hand where a napkin had been carefully pushed into it.

Unfolding it, you began to read what was written on it;


<sub>‘Ciao Bella, I think you’re really pretty and kind, please call me:

034 0945 9049

Love from Feli <3

P.S. you really are as nice as pasta ^ω^’</sub>



You smiled with rosy cheeks whilst thinking to yourself ‘what a cutie’.    






The End   (= ヮ= )೨ –“PASTA!”