'Live your life as a series of obsessions'

I also loved Austria, I felt they were dealt badly done to not gonna lie but in between some other big moments they probably got a bit lost.

So here is your imagine for actual valentines day. It was supposed to go up so much earlier in the day than this but I ended up super busy. Sorryyyyy! This one was requested by @ninacolocha and I chose to do it with Gianluca seeing as I haven’t written one with him yet. I hope you enjoy it 😘

7)”They’ve been married 10 years and the babysitter canceled at the last minute on Valentine’s day. I said we’d look after her.”

You sat across the dining room table, scowling at Gianluca as he finished up his plate of food, graciously cooked by your lovely self, despite the fact you were in a mood. You couldn’t let him go hungry after all, you weren’t a complete monster. A smirk covered Gianluca’s features, growing by the second, much to your annoyance. He clearly wasn’t taking your mood seriously, but at the same time you couldn’t help but feel your ice cold heart melt a little at the look on his face. He was just too damn adorable, yet somehow devilishly sexy at the same time. It was a miracle and your downfall all at the same time.

When Gianluca eventually pushed his empty plate away and you realised the smirk was not going to leave his face any time soon and you noticed a twinkle in his eye, you allowed the battle-front to come down and your mood to soften as you let out a sigh. “We really have to go, don’t we?” you said, leaning your elbows on the table and resting your chin on your hands. Gianluca nodded, moving his body weight forward so he was leaning across the table slightly, so as to be closer to you. “I’m sorry babe, I know you just wanted to spend Valentines night relaxing, just the two of us, but I kind of promised them”. You pouted, nodding your head in defeat. You loved that Gianluca was the type of person to go to people’s aid and was so intent on keeping all of his promises, but you couldn’t help wishing tonight was an exception.

Gianluca moved his hand across the table, taking one of yours in his, removing it from under your chin. You let the other hand drop to the table with a thud, resting next to your other intertwined with Gianluca’s. “They’ve been married 10 years and the babysitter canceled at the last minute on Valentine’s day. I said we’d look after her.” He rubbed his thumb gently across your hand, a surprisingly soothing gesture, although you were already calmer as you had begun to feel a little bad about being all stroppy about having to babysit for your neighbours, considering the circumstances. “I’m really sorry, I just felt like it was the right thing to do and I figured it would be nicer if we did it together, seeing as it Valentines day. I didn’t want us to spend it apart if we are actually in the same country for once”. You nodded, smiling. “I didn’t know the circumstances, I just got moody as an immediate reaction, I should probably have asked for the full facts first. I actually feel kinda selfish for getting so stroppy… but you’re right, it was the right thing to do and it will probably be fun anyway. We get to spend time together and I swear that baby is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen”.

Gianluca laughed, leaning further across the table to place a soft kiss on your lips, lingering slightly longer than expected, not that you were complaining. “Thank you for understanding” he whispered, before moving back to his seat. “And you weren’t being selfish, it’s Valentines day, it makes sense, so don’t be hard on yourself about that”. You nodded, “as long as I get to spend it with you in some form, I’m happy” you said. Gianluca grinned, “speaking of the occasion though, before we go I guess I better give you your gift” he said, whilst reaching across to the set of draws next to the table. “GIAN! We said no gifts, remember??” Gianluca laughed, pushing a long line box across the table. “I know, I know, but I saw this in passing and I just couldn’t resist”. You glanced down. It didn’t take more than a glance. The aqua coloured box gave it away straight away.

“GIAN!!!” you shrieked, causing Gianluca to laugh again. It was a Tiffany’s box, the long length suggesting it was a necklace. “You do not see a Tiffany’s item ‘in passing’, you went to deliberately seek this out, didn’t you?” Gianluca smiled, a knowing smile. “I saw you admiring it on your laptop the other day, I couldn’t resist. So you could say I sought it out, but at the same time I technically saw you looking at it ‘in passing’”. You rolled your eyes, giggling with excitement as you opened the box. Bingo! That boy was a real life miracle. The exact necklace you had been looking at. He could only have seen it over your shoulder for a split second, so you truly applauded his eyesight and ability to commit images to memory. “Oh Gian! It’s beautiful, it’s genuinely even better that it looks online. Thank you so much!” It was your turn to lean over the table to kiss him now. “I love you ‘Y/N’” he said beneath your lips. “I love you too” you replied when you pulled away.

Back with another valentines imagine. This one was requested by @baronemelissa , I do hope you enjoy it ☺️ (You might be able to tell that it is based a little on my own feelings towards the ‘Valentines holiday’ ha!)

2)“That might just be the least romantic thing you’ve ever said to me.“

You sat together, snuggled into the cushions which were so big they pretty much dwarfed you, cosy and warm under the faux-fur throw which remained at its place of permeant residence - on the sofa. It was Valentines weekend and while the town would be packed to the rafters with couples and lovers pouring out of every restaurant, bar and club, you and Piero had decided to keep it normal and laid back and have a night in on the sofa with shit (but oh so entertaining) TV, terrible (but oh so delicious) food and each others company. You were both of the opinion that Valentines should be no different than any other day. You should show your love for someone every day of the year, so why make February 14th some major exception and go all out like you wouldn’t do normally? Why force yourselves to go and do something neither of you particularly wanted to do on a weekend? Your favourite thing to do was just chill out and relax - pyjamas on, no stress, no formalities. So that’s what Valentines weekend was consisting of just the two of you and the TV. And it was perfect.

You reached for the remote, turning up the sound a couple of notches as the opening credits for your favourite trash TV show began to roll. Piero laughed, shaking his head. “I honestly can’t believe you like this shit”. “Hey, you watch it with me so don’t tell me you don’t find it entertaining”. “Entertaining, yes, enjoyable…” he made a face, “it’s debatable” he finished. “See, it isn’t that bad then, you aren’t outright stating that you hate it”, “yes, but I am also not ‘outright stating’ that I enjoy it. You literally know every person on this show and their entire life story”. “It’s intense” you say, laughing as Piero rolls his eyes. “Just add it to the list of things you love about me” you said, sticking your tongue out at him and averting your eyes back to the TV screen.

“I do love you” Piero said, a slightly more serious tone to his voice now. You turned back to him, smiling. “I know”, you replied. “I probably don’t tell you enough, seeing as I’m away so much, and you know I hate that part as much as you, and seeing as our Valentines policy is that it should be the same as any other day of the year, I’m going to make a pact that, seeing as I feel like Valentines is a good time to express to you how much I love you, I’m going to make sure I do that on a daily basis from now on. I know you know I do, but you deserve to hear it a hell of a lot more often than you do currently”. You smiled, moving a hand to stroke his cheek gently, your fingers brushing against the roughness of his stubble. “I love you too Piero and as you say, I do know you love me, but if you’re making that pact then I’m going to make it too. It seems like something we could both remind ourselves to do when are work lives get a little too hectic”. Piero smiled, pulling you in closer and placing a soft kiss on the top of your head, letting his lips linger on your hair for a second.