Pirate!Romano x Reader - Block and Deflect - Final

___________________Your POV______________________

I trembled and wanted to shoot straight up, just bandage my neck and forget anything ever happened. I shrieked once more as
Lovino poured more alcohol into my wound, his arm holding down both of my shoulders. My hand that had been holding the bed
sheet grabbed Lovino's arm, as my other hand already had. My nails were diggning in to his jacket, hitting his skin.

"I guess this is revenge for almost breaking your hand?" He joked. Trying to take my mind off the burning.

I went to shake my head, but held it stiff, knowing it would only hurt me more. The pain was reaching an excruciating level,
I feared the next bit of alcohol that I knew was sure to come eventually.

The tears that formed began to fall, rolling down my flushed cheeks. After one more pour I heard Lovino set the bottle on the
table next to the bed, but I kept my eyes shut tight. Next I felt the sharp tip of a needle beginning to sew the wound shut.
I only gave a small squeak of surprise at the cold metal, but it didn't exactly hurt. I chose not to speak or move to resist
blood flow.

After a few more stitches Lovino allowed me to turn my head slightly, I could now see his face as he worked. He looked in
total concentration, swift hand movements to stitch it up as soon as possible, yet carefully pulling it shut to not cause
pain. Whether he was doing that for me or to keep the blood from flowing to the area, I was unsure.

"Done." He said, snipping away the thread, the wiping a bit of blood off his head. I gave a small smile and sat up, he looked
alarmed at the fact I wasn't resting. I decided to flash an "Antonio Smile" to show him I was just fine.

"I'll stitch you now." I said, standing and gesturing toward my bed for him to lay.

He gave a slight sigh, but obediently laid down. I brushed his hair away from the wound, biting back my tongue so I wouldn't
ask him any questions. He was able to turn his head to see me, since the wound was on the opposite side.

"What's bothering you?" He asked as I picked up the alcohol bottle.

I thought quickly. "Just....worried about your head." I said before lightly tipping the bottle.

He grit his teeth and tensed. I placed my other hand in his.

"Don't break it." I whispered.

I swear I saw him give a slight smile before I poured on slightly more alcohol. I squeezed he hand lightly. I knew his wound
wasn't as bad as mine, and figured that would be all he needed. I set it on my desk and wiped off the needle with the edge of
my sash.

"I think you lied." He said with a slight smirk.

I was slightly startled by his statement and went to stitching. Damn it! He should know what's bothering me!

"No, I just want to fix your head." I clarified with yet another lie.

His smirk went into a flat line.

I sighed at his action. "I was just thinking about what you said." I couldn't help but start smiling. "If you love me, why do
you avoid me?" I finished off the last stitch and snipped away the remaining thread.

His cheek turned a deep shade of red as he sat up. I smiled wider at his blush of embarrassment.

"You don't have to, you know." I said, then added with a mumble, "I love you, too..."

His eyes went wide and I heard his breathing catch in his throat. I smirked now and watched his face go an even darker red.
Maybe becoming a pirate wasn't such a bad thing after all.

______________________Lovino's POV_________________________

I never even thought she would feel the same way. Just a common girl stolen out of her home. What the hell am I thinking she
was a damn swords-woman off the steets. I watched her smirk at my reaction to her words.

"You do?" I mumbled. She couldn't be fucking serious right?

Her smirk returned into a smile and she pulled me into a hug. I felt her rest her head on my shoulder. I gave a slight laugh.

"I'm going to change." I said pulling away and looking at my blood stained outfit.

"Not with your broken hinges." Her smirk returned and her eyes went bright. "Move into my cabin."

I gave a nod and she looked like she couldn't be happier. So, I got a new uniform to change to and moved into her cabin
permanently as she asked. The captain never question, but seemed to give me a smile that read, 'Well done, amigo.'