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Author's note: For this you either need to be a boy or pretend to be a boy and give yourself a guy's name. Kthxbai (oh and by the way, reader-chan isn't actually gay. You'll see.)

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"Goddammit Feli, move!" You growled, trying to look around your friend as he walked past the TV screen yet again. You were in the middle of playing your favourite game, and you were doing quite well at the minute, too.

"But (name), I'm bored!" He whined, flopping down next to you.

"You should know better than to come over when I'm going to be playing (favourite game)!" You didn't take your eyes off the screen for a second as you growled at him.

"I'm sorry... But I was bored at home too! Fratello was just being mean again." You didn't have to look at him to tell he was pouting.

"That damned brother of yours does nothing but be mean. I'd've thought you'd've learned to accept that by now." You muttered, your tongue sticking out of the corner of your mouth as you concentrated.

"Me too. But he wouldn't share his tomatoes with me! And Antonio brought over fresh ones too!" He whined.

"Ugh, just shut up whining!" You growled, presently blowing something up by accident in your game. And effectively killing yourself by standing too close. "Look what you made me do, are you happy now?"

"I'm sorry (name)!" He cried, leaning back a little.

"Alright fine. Now I'm dead I may as well give up." You left the game paused and put down the controller. "What's the matter with you?"

"I just wanted somebody to talk to!" Right. He didn't cope well on his own. "With Ludwig being back in Germany for the summer, I'm all lonely!" You felt a stab of anger at the fact he only came to you when Ludwig was away. Though you didn't let it show.

"Well, I'm talking to you now, aren't I?"

"Yep! And I'm happy now, too!" He beamed at you, before going on to incoherently babble in his usual way. Through his babbling, you couldn't help smiling. You got like this every time, just unable to stop smiling. He might not even be telling you something funny, but you never listened to what he was saying anyway. It would probably give you a headache if you tried. Though you forced yourself to stop smiling. What was there to be grinning at? You should be angry with him for interrupting your game time, but it was just impossible. He was just so bubbly and happy, and cute.

Wait... What?

Cute? Where the hell did that come from? You shivered inwardly at your own use of girly language. Next minute you'd be jumping about shouting 'Kawaii desu~' at the top of your lungs, making sideways 'v' signs over your eyes and winking. You openly shuddered at that image, unable to stop yourself. Big mistake.

"Huh? Are you cold (name)? I'll warm you up!" Feliciano beamed, throwing his arms around you in a bear-hug. Your cheeks lit up and you squirmed.

"What the hell? Get off me!" You cried, pushing him away. Instantly, he looked depressed.

"Oh. Okay." He pouted again. "You don't like hugs?"

"W- I..." You couldn't exactly lie to the innocent Italian and say no, secretly, you loved hugs. But nobody knew about that execpt you and your dogs Deisel and Axel. Actually... "Now you're here, do you want to help me walk the dogs?" You asked, both changing the subject and hopefully coming up with an activity for the two of you to do.

"But your dogs scare me!" He cried, looking alarmed.

"Axel doesn't." You muttered, calling for the dogs. There were two loud thuds from upstairs and the drumming of pawsteps. Feli shrank back, and practically jumped into your lap as both a large Rottweiler and a fluffy Husky ran into the room, tongues lolling out. The Rottweiler jumped up at you, knocking you back onto the couch with its large size. The Husky stayed on the floor and shook out its lengthy fur, barking at you. Feliciano flinched. "Feli, the only danger from these two is them licking you to death. You know that."

"Mm... Big dogs are scary..." He muttered, gingerly reaching out to pat the Husky's head. "H-hey puppy..." You rolled your eyes. The sooner you got outside, the better.

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This was more like it. Out in the sunshine walking dogs. Just like every other couple you could see. Okay, where the hell did that come from?

"(name)?" You heard Feliciano's voice ask. You blinked and looked at him. "Oh. You spaced out for a second there!" He grinned. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." You nodded. Suddenly, the Husky in Feli's grip barked and started to pull as he saw a cat near a bush.

"Eeep! Axel, stop it!" He didn't have much strength, so the poor Italian was leaning his whole body into pulling the large dog back. Rolling your eyes, you grabbed the leash and pulled back, making poor Feli stagger backwards and almost end up landing on his backside. He swallowed and looked at you, grinning nervously and rubbing the back of his neck.

"Come on." You said gruffly, turning and continuing to walk. What was it about him that got you so- Your attention was pulled by two passing beauties walking a pair of Dalmations. "Hey Feli, wingman me." You nudged him with your elbow. He grinned. That much he could do. Especially since Axel seemed to want to say hello to one of the Dalmations. The Italian was pulled over helplessly.

"U-uh, scusate, belle ragazze!" He grinned nervously, trying to pull Axel away.

"Feli, what are you-?" You started to ask, heading over. "-oh. Hey." You smiled at the two girls. "Sorry about my dog." You aplogised, grabbing Axel's lead and pulling him away again.

"Your dog?" One of them asked, looking between Axel, Deisel and you.

"They're both mine. My friend here is just helping me walk them." You replied with a smile. Meanwhile, Feli had started to speak to the other girl. "So like I said, sorry about him. He has a bit of a thing for bitches." You nodded at her dog.

"Oh... Well, that's okay. Sarah?" The other girl turned. "We're going to be late."

"Aw... Ciao Feli~!" Sarah gave your Italian friend a cute little wave and the two moved on.

"They were pretty!" Feli cooed, that odd little curl of his formed into a heart shape. You sighed in annoyance and flicked the strand of hair, making him yelp and flush bright red, covering his mouth with both his hands, Axel's lead still clutched in his right.

"Get your head together, they weren't interested." You grunted.

"Sarah was! She said I was cute!"

"You are cute, that doesn't prove anything." Only after you'd finished did you realise what you'd said. Seriously, what the hell is up with you today?

"Aw, grazie (name)~!" He hugged you breifly, bouncing on ahead. Shaking your head to clear the fuzziness, you followed him. Though the fuzzies weren't only in your head. They seemed to have taken over your chest, too.

After returning home with you, Feliciano took his leave and went to his own home. This left you sat on the couch with the dogs, watching TV in silence. Though you were quickly drifting off to sleep, though you kept waking yourself up again. So that was probably why you purely could not be bothered to change the channel when some boring science-y program came on about the difference in sexualities.

Your eyelids were so very nearly closed completely when something reached your ears about 'Exceptions'. For some unknown reason, you woke up a little more and started to listen.

"A person may be completely straight, for example, but like another of the same gender. See, our hearts and heads have a set of what are commonly known as 'standards'. A perfectly heterosexual male may find that another male fits all of these standards, and may develop an attraction towards him. It does not mean he is gay."

Something clicked in your head. That was it! Feliciano was your exeption! That explained the fuzzies you had earlier on, and why you blushed so madly when he hugged you! Maybe now you could stop living in denial, because you weren't gay! You wanted to call him right away, but there was no chance he'd wake up to hear the phone ringing. But now you were too awake to fall asleep, thinking about all the times you'd had little slip ups around him. Stumbling over your words the first time you'd met him, flushing whenever he touched you, thinking he was cute... In a sudden movement, you squeaked and hugged Deisel, burying your face in his short black fur and grinning to yourself like an infatuated schoolgirl.

It was going to be a long night.

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Sleep had seemed to evade you last night, but you didn't mind. You seemed to have endless amounts of energy, smiling non-stop from the moment you woke. At some point, you had rung Feli and asked him if he wanted to come over, but that seemed both ages ago and seconds ago at the same time.

Sitting down on the couch, you slapped yourself round the face, telling yourself to get it together. There was no point in being like this, you'd known the guy well over a year. But you had to act like nothing was wrong. And to do that, you had to calm down. As if on cue, the doorbell rang. You jumped, then shook your head and stood up to answer it. But before you answered it, you turned on your games console, so hopefully it might look like you were playing a game before he arrived. Then you went to open the door, a sudden calm feeling washing over you.

"Ciao (name)!" The Italian grinned, glomping you as soon as you opened the door.

"Yeah, hi." You muttered, patting his back. He let go and let you close the door.

"So what's up?" He beamed.

"Nothing, I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out again today." Wow, you were amazing yourself at your own calmness.

"Yay~!" He cheered.

"Just let me finish this level first, okay?" You said, leading him back through to your front room. Only... You hadn't booted up the game yet. Thinking quickly, you turned to your dogs. "Which one of you exited my game?" You improvised, picking up the controller. They looked at you, tails thumping on the floor. Shaking your head, you sat down and started the game, thinking you could just clear a level and everything would be okay. Feli sighed and sat down beside you, resting his elbows on his knees and his head on his hands. "Aw, I'm sorry Feli. I'll make it up to you, okay?" You offered, starting to play. He perked up slightly.

"Can I sit in your lap then?"

"What?" You looked at him blankly.

"Please?"

"U-uh, okay fine..." You muttered, shifting back a little and parting your legs, allowing the Italian to settle between them. Your cheeks were flaming, but at least he couldn't see as you put your arms around him to hold the controller by his stomach, resting your chin on his left shoulder. The way your TV was positioned meant that you couldn't see from his right.

"Eep! Not that side (name)!" He cried, leaning away from you.

"But I can't see from the other side." You told him, blinking.

"W-well... Just be careful then."

"Why?" You asked, resting your chin on his shoulder.

"It's a long story..." He muttered.

"Huh. Okay." You were curious, but not really that bothered about it, so you didn't press the matter further.

The two of you sat in the surprisingly comfortable position as you played your way through the level, and you learned to ignore the slight twitching of his arm every time you exhaled. Though soon came the boss. The boss at the end of the level was the hardest you'd faced yet, and it didn't help that Feliciano was snuggling himself into you, resting the back of his head on your shoulder. Your chin was still over his shoulder, and without even realising, you stuck your tongue out of the corner of your mouth in concentration. Suddenly, Feli yelped and you jumped, pausing the game without even meaning to as you sat up straighter.

"What the hell happened?!" You asked, looking at him. He didn't look at you, but his ear had gone red, so you knew he was blushing.

"N-nothing! Sorry!" He trilled, laughing nervously as he settled himself again. Shaking your head slightly, you unpaused the game and continued fighting the boss, but now he was wriggling slightly against you.

"Sit still!" You hissed. He tried, whining slightly as you sighed. Pulling your head back slightly, you took a second to look at his shoulder. It wasn't exactly his shoulder that was by your mouth, it was that odd hair curl of his. Resting your chin on his shoulder again, you wanted to know once and for all if that was the problem. So, parting your lips, you took the odd strand of hair in your mouth, curling your tongue around it to pull it further in.

"AH!" He started to squirm. "N-no! (name), c-cosa stai facendo?! S-smettila!" His already high-pitched voice cracked twice as he wriggled against you. You let go.

"Jesus, what the hell?" You'd long since died and given up on the game by this point. He tried to get up, but you threw the controller to one side and wrapped your arms around his middle, switching your head to his right side. "What's the matter with you?!" He didn't reply, just gave a little moan and relaxed into you, eyes closed.

"Y-you shouldn't do that (n-name)..." He panted, smiling slightly. "D-do you think you could lean over my shoulder a bit further, per favore?" Confused, you leaned a little further. "Little more." Furrowing your brows, you pressed your neck against his shoulder, head slightly turned towards him as you waited for him to explain. Turning his own head, he pressed his lips to yours. Instinctively, you pulled away, inhaling sharply. "That curl is my erogenous zone." He explained calmly, closing his eyes and smiling slightly.

"Wh-what?" You leaned back, something just not connecting in your head. Erogenous zone...?

"Everybody has one, (name). Some are just more obvious than others." He turned in your loosened grip, twisting his body around and kissing you again. But again you pulled away. He pouted at you cutely. "You can't do that to me then not face the consequences. Especially when I know you like me."

"Huh?" You blinked at him blankly. This was an entirely different Feliciano than the one you knew. He didn't seem so happy-go-lucky, and there was a degree of lust in his amber eyes. Gone was the innocence and air-headedness. This was an Italian who knew the difference of love and lust.

"Tripping over your words in front of me?" He pulled away your hands and turned completely, kneeling on the couch over your legs. "Blushing when I make contact?" He placed his hands on your shoulders and pushed you back into the cushions, lighting your cheeks on fire. "Calling me cute?" He was straddling your waist and pinning you down, helpless under him. "As if those weren't obvious enough, you have showed them to an Italian, and we're known as the world's best lovers." Leaning down, he pressed his lips to yours once again. And this time you didn't fight it. Letting your eyes slide closed, you allowed your lips to respond to the gentle coaxing movements he was delivering. Letting go of his shoulders, his fingers intertwined with yours on both hands, pushing them against the bottom cushions of the couch.

Something in the back of your mind told you that this should feel wrong. You'd never kissed another guy before! But no. Instead, this felt more right than any girl you'd kissed. His slick muscle slid gently over your lower lip, and you parted your lips slightly to allow him access. His tongue slipped into your mouth and coaxed yours into a dance, the two of you breathing through your noses to avoid the need to break the needy kiss.

Eventually he had to pull away, leaving the two of you connected for a moment with a string of saliva. The lust in his eyes had somewhat faded, replaced by the warmer look of love. You couldn't help grinning, though Feliciano's smile was a gentle one.

"Ti amo..." He said gently, still holding onto your hands.

"I love you too..." You muttered. "My exception."