Third person POV:

Half an hour passed and (Y/n) came out of the spare room and walked downstairs, only to see Luciano and Lovino in the kitchen. Flavio was sitting at the table with Feliancio, talking about school.

"Come on-a out bella~ Dinner is-a ready." Luciano called, not looking away from what he was doing.

"How did you know I was there?" (Y/n) asked, walking into the dining room.

"Bella! Sit next to me-a!" Feliancio cheered, patting the seat next to him. (Y/n) sat down, looking down at her shoes.

"You-a can say... Instinct." Luciano said, chuckling. Lovino rolled his eyes.

"Hey! Bastardo! This pizza won't-a serve itself!" Lovino stated, placing a pizza onto the table. "Stop-a trying to-a be cool and come help!"

"Aww~ Are you-a jealous?" Luciano teased. Lovino's cheeks turned red as he huffed.

"No-a way! Just leave me-a alone you-a pasta bastardo!" Lovino exclaimed, setting plates on the table and collapsing into a chair. Luciano set a second pizza on the table before sitting next to Lovino.

"You're-a going red Lovi!" Flavio teased, handing out the plates.

"I-a am not! Shut-a up fashion bastardo!"

"What's-a wrong with Lovi?" Feliancio asked as Luciano gave everyone a slice of pizza.

"He's in-a loooooooove~~~" Flavio teased some more.

"Love?" Feliancio asked. "Me too!" He cheered.

"Who does my-a little brother love?" Luciano asked.

"(Y/n)!" Feliancio cheered, giggling. (Y/n) choked on her pizza, punching her chest as she attempted to breath.

"Don't just say that so bluntly!" (Y/n) exclaimed once she was done choking.

"I-a can see why Feli. She is-a beautiful~" Flavio added. (Y/n)'s cheeks began to turn pink.

"Si. You-a might have some-a competition~" Luciano stated, winking at (Y/n). Lovino chuckled.

"Si. You-a can say that again." By this time, (Y/n)'s face was bright red.

"S-Shut up! All of you! Damn you smooth Italians!" (Y/n) exclaimed, looking away from they boys. They all laughed and continued eating their pizza.

"We were-a joking bella! Well... Mostly..." Flavio stated. (Y/n) huffed.

"F**king Italians...." She muttered, eating the rest of her pizza.

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Once dinner was finished and everything was clean, Flavio dragged (Y/n) into his room and forced her to stand on a stool with her arms out.

"Can I move? My  arm's are f**king stiff." (Y/n) grumbled as Flavio took some more measurements.

"Not-a yet bella. But I'm-a almost done." Flavio replied, writing something down on his clipboard.

"Ughhhhhh...." (Y/n) groaned. Flavio took some measurements before walking over to his desk.

"Alright. I'm-a done for now. But I'll-a need you to try on some-a things a little later."

"Si. Si." (Y/n) mumbled dismissively, letting her arms drop.

"You-a can wait in-a here. It-a won't take too long." Flavio added, already drawing sketches for clothes.

"Sure... Whatever." (Y/n) said before sitting down on the floor beside his bed. She rested her head on the side of his bed and closed her eyes, humming to herself quietly.

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Flavio looked up from his work and adjusted his glasses.

"It's-a been oddly quiet..." He mumbled to himself before looking around the room. (Y/n) was still sitting on the floor with her head resting on his bed. Her eyes were closed and her breaths were shallow and even.

"Ah, si è addormentata... Che carino!" Flavio gushed. He stood up and stretched, walking over to (Y/n). "Here we go." He mumbled, picking (Y/n) up so her head rested on his shoulder. He walked out of his room and into the spare room. Luciano was already sleeping there. He held papers in one hand and he was slumped on the bed awkwardly like he had fallen asleep and then fallen over. Flavio chuckled and set (Y/n) down on the bed, kissing her forehead before moving Luciano so he was lying down normally. He put the papers on the dresser and left the room.

"Buona notte fratello. Buona notte bella." Flavio whispered. "Be good fratello or I'll-a kill you." He added, smiling darkly before closing the door fully and walking back to his room to finish the clothing.

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(Y/n) yawned and opened her eyes slightly. She stretched, but her movements were restrained somewhat.

"What the f**k...?" (Y/n) asked sleepily. She looked to her side, only to see a sleeping Luciano. His arms were wrapped around (Y/n)'s waist and she was pulled close to his chest. "What the f**k do you think you're doing f**ker. I know you're not f**king asleep." (Y/n) hissed. Luciano's eye cracked open and he smirked.

"Ah, I-a was caught. But how can I-a help myself when I-a see a beauty such as yourself?" Luciano asked, hugging (Y/n) close again. "And I-a need to make my-a move before anyone else does. You-a know, you're-a pretty naughty to have all these boys falling for you-a." He stated.

"What the f**k do you mean?" (Y/n) asked. "And let me go!"

"You-a sure you want me to let you-a go? You-a seem to be enjoying yourself." Luciano teased, his face moving closer to (Y/n)'s, so his lips were touching her ear. (Y/n)'s ears turned bright red.

"No one would like being this close to you ya f**king smooth Italian! Now let me the f**k go!" (Y/n) exclaimed, struggling some more. Luciano chuckled and licked her ear before letting her go.

"You-a know you-a love me-a bella~ You'll fall for me-a soon." Luciano stated before getting up from the bed. (Y/n) sat up and narrowed her eyes at Luciano.

"Så det er sådan... To kan spille på det spil." She stated as Luciano left the room. (Y/n) stood up and grabbed some clothes from the dresser, quickly changing into them before walking out of the room and downstairs. Flavio was cooking, Luciano was talking on the phone, Lovino was eating a tomato and Feliancio was still in his room, sleeping.

"Guten Morgen!" (Y/n) mumbled before realising what language she spoke in. "Sorry. Good morning." She repeated when Lovino gave her a weird look.

"Morning..." Lovino muttered, his cheeks turning pink. He turned away and continued eating his tomato.

"Buongiorno bella! How was your-a sleep?" Flavio asked. (Y/n) groaned and sat down at the table.

"You mean besides waking up to see Luciano besides me and having my ear licked? Perfectly fine." (Y/n) stated. Luciano chuckled before responding to the person he was on the phone with, winking at (Y/n). (Y/n) turned away. "I'm getting you back for that by the way." She added.

"That pasta bastardo slept with-a you!?!" Lovino yelled, glaring at Luciano, who smirked.

"Si..." (Y/n) grumbled. Lovino growled and threw his tomato at Luciano before walking over to (Y/n), picking her up, and setting her on his lap.

"No one can-a touch you!" He stated, wrapping his arms around her waist and hiding his tomato red face in her back. "You're-a too good for-a them!"

"Ah! I'm-a hurt Lovi!" Flavio called, faking hurt as he chuckled. Luciano glared at Lovino as he wiped tomato from his face and phone.

"What are you-a going to do about it?" Luciano asked, putting his phone down on the table and standing up from his chair. He stood in front of (Y/n) and Lovino and leaned over them. His hands held onto the back of the chair Lovino was sitting in and his face was extremely close to (Y/n)'s, trapping them both in the chair.

"Hey! That's too f**king close!" (Y/n) exclaimed, leaning back against Lovino even more. Her ears were bright red and there was a light blush on her cheeks. Lovino's cheeks also got red. Luciano smirked and went a bit closer.

"You-a sure swear a lot ragazza. Someone should clean that-a dirty mouth of-a yours." Luciano stated.

"Hey! She-a said you-a were too close! Back off bastardo!" Lovino exclaimed, kicking Luciano's ankle. Luciano winced in pain but stayed put, a dark aura surrounding him.

"Do that again bastardo! You-a know I-a could beat you-a in a fight!" Luciano challenged.

"Fight me-a pasta bastardo!" Lovino challenged.

"I-'ll-a beat you to-a pulp! I-a needed a new flavor to my-a pasta sauce."

"I-a wasted my-a tomato on you-a and now you're-a making (Y/n) feel uncomfortable! I'll-a beat you-a at any means necessary!" A dark aura surrounded the two of them. Luciano straightened up and Lovino stood up, his chair falling over. (Y/n) fell to the floor, forgotten as the two argued in Italian. Flavio sighed and rubbed his forehead.

"Oh-a dear. They're at it-a again..." He said, mumbling something under his breath before walking over to (Y/n). "So sorry bella. Those two have a habit of getting into-a fights with each other. I think it's-a because they are-a so alike." Flavio said, helping (Y/n) up.

"But no-a matter. You-a can come eat and then try on some of your-a new clothes! I-a can't wait to see how they-a look on-a you!" Flavio cheered, offering (Y/n) a chair at the table and placing a plate of food in front of her. Luciano and Lovino were battling it out in a dance off in the living room, both too angry to be embarrassed.

"Thanks..." (Y/n) mumbled, looking over the food for a moment before slowly eating some. "Where's Feli? Shouldn't he be up by now?"

"Oh! I-a should go wake him! Stay-a here bella! I'll-a be right-a back!" Flavio called before skipping off. (Y/n) shrugged and continued to eat.

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si è addormentata - She fell asleep - Italian

che carino - So cute - Italian

buona notte - Good night - Italian

så det er sådan - So that's how it is - Danish

to kan spille på det spil - Two can play that game - Danish

Guten Morgen - Good morning - German