I never thought I would fall for someone like him. Gilbert Beilschmidt, the embodiment of Prussia, has managed to steal my heart in a way that no one else ever could. It's frustrating and exhilarating all at once.
Gilbert is annoyingly charismatic, with a cocky grin that never fails to make me roll my eyes. But beneath his bravado lies a vulnerability that he only shows when we're alone together. And it's those moments that make me feel something strange and warm deep inside.
We bicker constantly, our arguments filled with sharp words and heated glances. But there are also stolen glances across crowded rooms, touches that linger just a second too long, and whispered confessions in the dead of night.
I can't deny the attraction between us anymore. It's electric and undeniable, pulling me closer to him even as I try to push him away. Gilbert sees through my tough exterior, seeing the softer side of me that I rarely show anyone else.
But it scares me too - this growing connection between us feels dangerous somehow. What if he breaks my heart? Or worse yet, what if I break his?
Despite these doubts lingering in the back of my mind,I find myself unable to resist being drawn towards him like moth to flame.There is something about Gilbert Beilschmidt,a part hidden behind all those jokes,and antics...a part which makes Lovino Vargas wish things were simple;that they could be more than friends...
And so here we are,two stubborn souls dancing on thin ice,careful not tip over into deeper waters where feelings run wild.But maybe,it’s time for Romano,the proud Italian,to take chance on love,hoping against hope,Gilbert will catch before everything falls apart...