You walk in the apartment, soaking wet from the pouring rain. You could hear gentle snoring from his room, which told you that your roommate, Romano, was asleep. You decided not to announce your arrival in that case, because the Italian was extremely grumpy when woken up. You were so tired, you didn't even change out of your wet clothes, and you just plopped on your bed and fell asleep. You woke up the next morning feeling incredibly weak, with a horrible headache and a fever. You tried to shrug it off, shuffling into the living room to see Romano (obviously) eating a tomato and some cereal at the kitchen table.
When he saw you, he scowled. 'Oh no, what has the girl done to herself now?' he thought to himself.
You coughed, smiling shakily as you look at your friend and said casually, "Good morning, Lovino! How was your sleep?"
He gave you a steely glare and grumbled, "Fine. What have you done to yourself, bella?" You shrug your shoulders weakly, coughing again. He shook his head, standing up and pulling you out of your own seat.
"Well, you need to go back to bed or you'll get even worse," he said with a hint of concern laced in with all that grouchiness.
You cough-laughed, poking his cheek as you teased, "Why do you care, anyways? Do you loovee me Lovino?"
His face turned as red as a tomato as he shook his head roughly, lying. 'She can't know, she'll hate me if she finds out!' he thought to himself, frowning. You lay back onto your bed and he pulled the covers over you. You expected a more rough tuck in than you got, he was way more gentle than usual. It made you blush too.
"I'll go get you something to make you feel a little better
" he left the room, reappearing in ten minutes with a bowl of tomato soup. You smile warmly at him and you eat the delicious soup happily.
As you finish, he asked, "Feel any better?" You shrugged. You did feel a little better, but not much, and you loved him coddling you like that.
'Maybe I ought to get sick more often,' you thought to yourself, smiling.
He raised an eyebrow, mumbling, "What's with the silly smile, aren't you sick?"
You nodded, replying, "I am, but it's cute how you are being so sweet to me, seeing as you never have been so before."
His face turned red again and he stumbled over his words as he said, "W-well, I want you to get well, soon
" You smiled and sat up in your bed, hugging him as tightly as you can.
"Ti amo, Lovi~" you mumbled into his ear. He turned even redder, surprised at first, but it sank in eventually and he hugged you tightly in return, kissing your cheek and whispering, "Ti amo, (y/n)."
As you two pulled apart after a little while of just sitting and snuggling, you say, "Now I feel lots better. Thanks!"
He smiled and said sweetly, "I'm so glad, mi bella."