((Not surprising. Look at the cover dammit. Lots of cussing from Romano, of course. Best part is someone actually suggested it too, when I was already working on it. Let's start))

Aw fuck this. Romano sighed as a world meeting full chaos went on around him. 'How can all these dipshits be so immature all at the same time? It's like a god damn daycare or something...' Lovino thought bitterly as he looked around still.

"Hey little Italian!" A loud, familiar voice said. At first Romano thought it was directed at Italy, his younger brother but then saw it was to him. He casually looked over his chair to Alfred, or America.

"The fuck you want asshole?"

"Heyyyyy, no need to be mean to heroes bro!!! I just wanted to ask for some pizza after the meeting." America said with a bright grin, but his eyes looked determined on what he wanted.

'But why?' Lovino's mind screamed and he wanted to ask but couldn't bring himself to it. After a pleading look from Alfred, he gave in.

"Fine. You have to let me go to your house though to make it, since I have no kitchen in the hotel." Romano sighed at the end of his words, hoping Alfred wouldn't want to deal with Lovino after that but of course, he hoped for no reason. Maybe if Alfred would've had to go to Lovino's house be would've backed down, but Lovino didn't.

"Sure! See ya then." America said chirpily, happy then went back to his seat.

Lovino gave himself the privilege of smiling softly at the bright happiness, but didn't let anyone see it.

((A timeskip to after the world meeting))

America rushed over to Romano and was bursting with energy "Hey Lovino! Let's go!".

"Why are you so fucking excited for damn pizza?" Romano questioned as they walked. America looked at Lovino calmly and grinned "Because you're making it. Apparently your pizza is supposed to be some awesome shit!".

Romano rolled his eyes and when they reached Al's house, Lovino saw it was a little messy, but okay. America quickly showed Lovino where everything was then asked "Can I help?". Lovino raised a eyebrow at the question but saw how happy America was, how he really wanted to help. "Fine you excited cazzo." Romano mumbled as he worked on the dough, after he washed his hands. Alfred did the same.

"Sweet." America said as he got handed a bowl with the sauce and spices in it from Lovino.
"Stir it, but don't spill it." Romano ordered as he put the dough on a tray, then started shredding the cheese into a bowl.

"Yesssss sir." Alfred commented playfully. He stirred the sauce throughly and he got a small nod of appreciation from Lovino, before the Italian took the bowl. Romano carefully spread the sauce on the dough as Al watched.

Romano felt a little jumpy with someone watching him work, he usually made things alone. Because of the jumpiness he spilled a little bit of the sauce on himself and mumbled a cuss word out of habit. Once Lovino put the bowl down Al lightly grabbed his wrist then got onto both knees in front of the brunette.

"Lemme clean you up." America stated when he saw the confused and flustered look from Lovino. Al pulled a rag from his jacket and expertly got the sauce off of Romano's shirt, lightly rubbing his stomach as he did it.

Romano awkwardly coughed while blushing as America stood up with a clueless smile. "Um... Sorry that you had to do that." Lovino turns back to the pizza, covering the blush with work.

Romano put the pizza in the oven, the happy American watching. "Okay, now we wait." Lovino mumbled and wondered what he should do.
"Okay. Let's go watch something till it's ready." Alfred said as he took Romano by the wrist again and lightly dragged him into the living room then sat down on the couch.

"Ugh. How do you stay so god damn energetic all the time?" Romano asked and partially complained as he sat down too.

"Um... A happy outlook on everything. Happy equals energy right?" America said as he flipped through channels and Lovino mentally checked on how long the pizza would be in the oven.

"Guess so..." Romano mumbled as he relaxed and they watched a random sitcom. It was the typical stupid family show, with a small kiss love scene between the teenage daughter and her crush.

"That's-a so fucking stupid. You can't just get the ones you like, just like that." Romano complained, snapping his fingers for emphasis.

"I could, if I had the nerve." America replied, pretty thoughtful.

"Bullshit. Usually people have crushes on people who they can never get." Lovino said sourly "In fact I bet you won't get your crush, at the rate your going. Shouldn't you have the nerve, hero?".

"Honestly.... I think the person who I like hates me down to the core." America said with a half-hearted shrug.

Lovino huffed "You don't know until you ask!" his voice softened up "Sometimes... People are afraid to show what they are really feeling.".

"You sound like you really know what you're talking about Romano, and you're right." America said with a small smile "I'll tell them today in fact, but first, pizza.".

"Oh shit, the pizza!" Lovino practically screamed as he rushed into the kitchen and got the pizza out of the oven right before it burned, not wanting to feel bad about anything or have bad thoughts. Like what if Alfred's crush accepted!? What if they started dating!? America soon followed and the two sat down on the couch, with plates of the new, hot pizza.

They both commented on what was happening on the TV while eating and Romano got sauce on his face a few times, but didn't care.

America did though.

And he was going to take a advantage.

He payed close attention to when Lovino turned his head to say something.

"Oh, Romano. You got something on your face dude." America said casually, then kissed the Italian, making Romano freeze up in absolute shock. Alfred then pulled away from the kiss and got the sauce off of the surprised brunettes face with a sheepish smile.

"There. It's gone." America commented as he freaked out internally at what Lovino was going to do.

"What. The. Fuck?" Lovino asked as he locked eyes with Alfred, blushing.

"Um .... You're my crush....." America finally mumbled after a awkward silence and the blond was hugged a second later.

"Could've said that instead of fucking randomly kissing me. Jackass.".
"My way is a good way, the hero way, and you know it!"