hetalia_kink | Hetalia Kink meme part 15

Lovino Vargas wondered, not for the first time in his life, why all the good-looking ones were idiots. Himself excluded, of course. “Are you serious?” The good-looking idiot standing in front of him didn’t look serious so much as he looked slightly heartbroken. It was probably prolonged contact with the literary trash he was cradling in his arms.

“Yes.”

Dear God, Lovino hoped the man was joking. Maybe it was a sick form of flirting: ‘pretend to like the things the object of your affection hates with the deepest fiber of his being.’ …with a face like that, Lovino would play along. “So I bet you liked when the cowboy in that one,” Lovino pointed at the book he’d thrown, “made sweet passionate love to the Spanish princess, on a horse, in the middle of a field of flowers?”

The potential (not if he didn’t fucking buy anything in the next five minutes) customer scratched the back of his head. “That’s actually really hard to do, did you know?”

Lovino didn’t. And he didn’t want to. “Look, it’s a quarter past six already. If you’re going to buy something then buy something. Otherwise,” 'I’m going to have to ask you and your perfect smile to come upstairs and fuck me against my personal collection' no he couldn’t say that, fuck what was he thinking, this guy liked the Fernandez stuff. And Lovino had standards. “Otherwise I’m going to have to ask you to come back tomorrow. I open at nine.”

He’d meant to say ‘we open at nine.’ Maybe.

“You?”

If Lovino’s chest puffed up a little at his answer, then it deserved to. He was proud of his store, even if he hadn’t started it, despite all the little touches that made it look as though Feli ran the place. “I own this place with my brother. But he only takes care of the café side.”

Antonio couldn’t believe it. “You do?” But if that was true, then Lovino was more than just a cranky bookselling cashier: he was a cranky bookselling bookstore owner, and Antonio was swiftly coming to the conclusion that Lovino might not even believe in the power of love. And Antonio couldn’t let that happen. Even if Lovino was grumpy, and even if he frowned too much, he was kind of cute in his own way. Antonio would do him a favor, from one book person to another: he would write Lovino the best romance that had yet to ever happen to him. And he would make it last. “What I meant was, I think I’ll come back tomorrow. Will you be here?”

Lovino fidgeted. This guy didn’t know how to ask somebody out properly; first he was roundabout and then he was forward? But Lovino found himself blushing anyway. He felt like one of the girls in a Fernandez book. It made him uncomfortable. “It’s not like there’s anybody else…”

“I’ll come back tomorrow then!” Antonio carefully set the copy of Sunset on the Rhein back onto Lovino’s desk and prepared to leave. He wasn’t looking forward to riding home in the rain, but hopefully the start of a new story would warm him as he went. He wondered where he would find the right person for Lovino. Maybe Lovino already had another customer who came by often, too shy to speak up? And they always looked at each other but never spoke? Maybe this time, with Antonio there to lend his expertise, they would connect; there was already a café right next door where the mystery woman could spill her coffee all over Lovino’s shirt or where the mystery man could catch Lovino when he accidentally fell. It was perfect!

The customer started laughing to himself. Lovino would have been concerned if he hadn’t spent all his energy working up his courage to ask “What’s your name?”

Antonio spun around, confused. How did Lovino not know? And then it clicked: Lovino didn’t like his books. Lovino didn’t like love stories. It followed that Lovino didn’t know who Antonio was, the heavens must have ordered it, so Antonio could help Lovino find his own happy ending. Otherwise Lovino would be too busy grumpily protesting to properly fall in love! “I’m…A—ah, oh. You can,” Antonio realized it wouldn’t be very nice to the heavens to undo all of their difficult work. He couldn’t go and tell Lovino who he was. “You can call me Gilbert.”

He winked. Lovino forgot to breathe (‘I’m not this easy, it’s just been a really long time, I’m not this easy, I’m not…’).

“Oh, and by the way, do you sell journals?”

Lovino nodded wordlessly, and pointed at a small display sitting in front of the ‘Historical Fiction’ section. Hand-bound journals of all sizes and types were fanned out in an appealing swath of color. Some looked like they were bound in leather; others in decorative paper. Each was unique. “Feli, my brother, makes them in his spare time.” Because Feli was a bastard like that, and even though he woke up at six every day to start cooking, he still managed to find the time to make journals and re-bind Grandpa’s collection of old books and paint fucking masterpieces and have a social life and fuck his wife… and still be a lazy dumbshit whenever Lovino needed him to do something important.

Antonio could barely breathe in delight. The journals fit the store like a tailor-made suit; they would be just right for Antonio’s newest novel, starring a bitter bookstore owner who didn’t believe in love. The details would come later, as long as Antonio already had the mood. “They’re beautiful… See you tomorrow Lovino!” Without waiting for a reply he ran out into the rain. He’d need a lot of sleep in order to be fresh and ready and outside the bookstore’s glass door at eight thirty the next morning.

And they meet! Lovino already thinks Antonio has a thing for him; Antonio already thinks Lovino needs a visit from the Loooooove Doctor. But what does Feliciano think of all this???

Ari = Iceland

1non: ~~I’d buy every copy if he’d hand-deliver them~~. You do have a point, people and characters are shaped by their experiences and in an AU those experiences are obviously different. I just want to make sure I don’t get too crazy in making him… crazy. Thank you very much! Monaco and France will return, although the focus there will be more on France.

OP: I’m really happy you liked this!!! Especially happy that you like him good and eccentric, because I think it fits him a lot. ~~mmmmmm suits~~. And I’m glad you liked Monaco in there; I wasn’t sure about her at first, but in the end it was pretty fun playing her off France. In a way, they’re another version of ‘boss and his henchman.’ But France-ier. Yes. And there can never be too much BFT. Failtastic bros come best in threes. Lots and lots and zounds and a zillion pounds of love back to you OP! Thank you!

3non:

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH ADSFJ;AS;DLKFJASDFKJASDAGFJHFHHGHHHHHHHGGGGGGG I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS SO MUCH YOU DON'T EVEN UNDERSTAND

THE INCOHERENCE OF THIS COMMENT DOES NOTHING TO DEMONSTRATE MY SHEER LOVE FOR THIS HGGAGGAFDJGADFJAD;FSADADASDF

SO

MUCH

LOVE

~~Not OP by the way. But sooooo glad this story exists.~~

Authournon, this... this reader is looking forward to see where you go with this fic. It seems very interesting so far. :) This anon is as enthusiastic as all the other commenters, really, but it is the first time anon has delurked to comment on a fic as well as the first time anon has read a fic that has references to past pairings that are not the main pairing and anon never thought anon would read a fic with those but anon likes authournon's writing so much and loves the use of less popular countries/characters it's all really awesome and anon will shut up now. But anon loves your writing, really. And anon also really likes the fact that Spain isn't completely lovestruck by Romano the first time they meet and authournon's characterization of Spain in general, actually, and the humour in the narration and-

...Anon will leave it as anon likes a lot about authournon's writing. (and will shut up now, anon promises. Unless authournon doesn't mind? Because-)

I'm looking forward to more!

And I'm another fan of Monaco and France.

Nothing too original to say, since someone already did a keysmashPTGHMJSRFPHIJSKB (anything else I have at the back of the mind can be said at a more appropriate time).

I have to admit I steer clear of most romance novels. And yet I read "romantic" fanfiction on the internet. Thank you for being anonymous, kink meme.

Brilliant. Sreiously, this fic is fantastic. I'm falling for Antonio too! The apple-love strudel bit...XD

Brilliant! I love Antonio's eccentricities! It's actually a new headcanon for me. XD

And, like the OP, if I met someone like your Antonio (or Spain in general) I'd fall in love at first sight too. Even if he swept me off my feet with terrible purple prose! So, Lovi, TAP DAT ASS!

*giggles uncontrollably* Looking forward for the next update~

wow author!anon. I have to say when I first started reading this I was unsure if I was going to like it, but I love the way you characterize Spain and Romano in this update. So I'm totally looking forward to more.

Also I had never realize how much I needed someone to call Germany their apple-love strudel until I read this. Thank you author!anon for fulfilling this previously unknown desire of mine.

You updated! My day is complete ♥

Oh dear God, your Antonio continues to make me giggle, aaaaaaaw and fan myself. I look like a crazy person while reading this story!!!

He's just... oh God... his thoughts are so hilarious and cute and he's just so oblivious... xD And those books xDD I would probably hate them too, since I'm not so big on cheesy romance novels, but then again, they sound so unbelievably ridiculous, I would probably even end up enjoying them. I mean.. apple-love strudel??? That's so AWESOME!! What's also AWESOME, by the way, is that you included a past Toni/Ludwig relationship. I now find myself in dire need of reading something with those two. It makes sense, too! If Mallorca was Spain's vital regions, Germany would so own them!

I also laughed at Iceland being broke xD Love those little hints in AU's! Also, Ari is my favourite human name for Iceland <3

Lovino and his thoughts are fucking hot and I need more more more >.< Nice seeing him oblivious of something too, for once xD This whole misunderstanding is bound to deliver some really hilarious situations and I can't wait to read them xD Once more, you swept me off my feet with your awesome new chapter. I'll just reread and reread this every day for my daily portion of best-Spain-ever, until you update again. So much love!

♥

this non has suspicious about author's identity. /again/.
/feels creeper. //again//.

I love all the details about the store and Antonio's identification of other 'book people'. though lovino can't be a /true/ book person, because you don't /throw/ books, even if they're not ones /you/ like! *A*

ANON YOU ARE MY APPLE LOVE STRUDEL. (augh why isn't there a numberpad on my laptop so I could make that heart :( ) Lovino <3 and Antonio's eccentricness is fantastic and amazing and I love you and I love this fill ♥

other!anon was also going to fill this, but now I'm glad I didn't get much done!

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