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The Key to his heart (Romano x Pianist!Reader ) **Request**
*Songfic and I bleeped the really bad words for sensitive readers (and this is Romano, you can’t not have cursing…)*

She was so damn good! I never thought that this stupido ragazza could play so well. She never even mentioned anything about playing a piano before! Why would she keep this talent from the world? If only I could hear it up close.
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Just because I am staring at her back through the window does NOT make me a stalker! I just simply want to hear the product of her gentle fingers on the piano. She just knew the perfect cords to play to make the most beautiful music. Then again, she was Roderich’s sister.

But her music told a story, I could tell. The way she doesn’t have to look at the keys as she played, the way at every note her face will show a variety of emotions. And she doesn’t need to write down the notes so she can remember them, she just does it. I can’t explain it…

She was a mystery. She was so kind and nice, caring, and a serious idiota. She is the only one that can make me smile. I just wish she wouldn’t have lied that she didn’t play an instrument. Everyone was shocked that she didn’t play like Roderich. I mean they are related by blood. Right?

“And vhat are you doing ‘ere Lovino?” an all too familiar French accent said behind me.

“AHHH FRANCIS!!!” I screamed… In a man-like way of course.

“Ohonhohohohon. I see you like watching the Edelstiens too!” He was practically drooling over them. “That’s *beep*ing disgusting.” I said. “Zen vy else are you ‘ere Lovi~.” “DON’T *BEEP*ING CALL ME THAT!”

“Who’s there?” Oh crapola it’s her! I know that sweet voice anywhere! “DUCK BASTARDO!” I whisper yelled to Francis. “Hello? Is that you Miss Elizabeta?” she poked her head out the window. “Guess it was just me…” She went back inside to the piano and started playing her heart out.

“GTFO Francis…” “You can’t make me leave~. Besides, mon chere will be getting ready for bed soon~. Ze perfect time to take pictures ohonononon.” Francis laughs with his rape face n’ sh*beep*. “Leave or I will-a call potato bastard!” I threatened “GERMANY WERE?!” he screamed and ran off into the woods. “Stupido…” I say under my breath.

“I’ve seen the world
Done it all
Had my cake now “

I heard the most beautiful voice sing in complete utter… genuinity. It could only be her.

It could only be _____.

“Diamonds, brilliant
And Bel Air now”

I peeked my head to the window to see her eyes shut tightly while she played the perfect notes, the right notes, without a thought. She started to speed up the tempo in all the right keys.

“Hot summer nights, mid-July
When you and I were forever wild”

She stopped singing and she smiled slightly as if she had saw the most precious thing right before her. She is so bella, especially when she smiles.

“The crazy days, city lights
The way you’d play with me like a child”

But then she slowed down and relaxed a bit, simply swaying to he own melody as her delicate fingers danced majestically on the keys of the piano. (Wow Roma so poetic lol, who have you been hanging around? Romano: Shut up idiota I can-a be poetic when I-a want to!)
“Will you still love me
When I’m no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me
When I’ve got nothing but my aching soul? “

There it was.
She had finally broken the barrier of her emotions.
I could feel her joyfulness, her sadness, her pain, her sorrow, and her worry.
Just with that one verse
Not only that but,
She felt me.
She knew I was there, she probably knew it all along. This song was for me. This was a message to me! She probably just wanted Francy-pants to leave so it would be private.

“I know you will, I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me when I’m no longer beautiful “

She poured every emotion she had into what she was telling me, what she was asking me. I think she truly didn’t really know.
What a stupid idiota *smirk*.

“I’ve seen the world, lit it up
As my stage now
Channeling angels in
The new age now “

I see Elizabeta in one of the far hallways and signal for her to let me in without ____ noticing I had entered.

“Hot summer days, rock n’ roll
The way you play for me at your show”

“Lovino, what are you doing here?” Elizabeta whispered at the back door. “I am-a here for-a ____. She needs to-a know something; I-a mean really know-a something.”

“And all the ways I got to know
Your pretty face and electric soul”

“Oh, okay, ja sure, go in.” she said clearly confused and surprised at what I had said. (Wait… wut?)

“Will you still love me
When I’m no longer
Young and beautiful?”

Her voice sounded shaky, almost as if she were crying. Why would the idiota be crying?

“Will you still love me?
When I’ve got nothing but my aching soul?”

Oh no she’s about to lose it. She must think I left her. She knows I’m not at the window anymore. She thinks I rejected her!

“I know you will
I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me
When I’m no longer beautiful?”

Oh ____, were the hell are you? This house is too *beep*ing huge!

“Will you still love me
When I’m no longer beautiful?”

I stopped and back tracked to an arch that I could see ____ through.

“Will you still love me when I’m no longer young and beautiful?” she whispered the last lyric through her muffled cries.

“Yes.”
She gasped and abruptly turned around, her (h/l) (h/c) hair framing her perfect (s/c) face, fresh tears still pricked at her sparkling (e/c) eyes as her mouth made an o shape.
“Lovino?” She whispered as I walked towards her. I cupped her face with my hands and used my thumb to wipe away her tears that stained her face.
“I will still-a love you when-a we’re no longer young, and beautiful.” I said, edging closer and closer to her lips at every word until finally, our lips met.

Her soft, slightly chapped lips fit perfectly on mine, like they were specially made to fit each other like puzzle pieces. It was long and tender, full of love and emotion. Just when things were heating up, the desperate need for air came. *F-bomb* you air.
“I knew you would.” She said giving me a loving look.
I gave her that rare smile that only she could unlock,
with the keys to my heart.

Description
The Key to his heart (Romano x Pianist!Reader ) **Request**
*Songfic and I bleeped the really bad words for sensitive readers (and this is Romano, you can’t not have cursing…)*

She was so damn good! I never thought that this stupido ragazza could play so well. She never even mentioned anything about playing a piano before! Why would she keep this talent from the world? If only I could hear it up close.
.
.
.
Just because I am staring at her back through the window does NOT make me a stalker! I just simply want to hear the product of her gentle fingers on the piano. She just knew the perfect cords to play to make the most beautiful music. Then again, she was Roderich’s sister.

But her music told a story, I could tell. The way she doesn’t have to look at the keys as she played, the way at every note her face will show a variety of emotions. And she doesn’t need to write down the notes so she can remember them, she just does it. I can’t explain it…

She was a mystery. She was so kind and nice, caring, and a serious idiota. She is the only one that can make me smile. I just wish she wouldn’t have lied that she didn’t play an instrument. Everyone was shocked that she didn’t play like Roderich. I mean they are related by blood. Right?

“And vhat are you doing ‘ere Lovino?” an all too familiar French accent said behind me.

“AHHH FRANCIS!!!” I screamed… In a man-like way of course.

“Ohonhohohohon. I see you like watching the Edelstiens too!” He was practically drooling over them. “That’s *beep*ing disgusting.” I said. “Zen vy else are you ‘ere Lovi~.” “DON’T *BEEP*ING CALL ME THAT!”

“Who’s there?” Oh crapola it’s her! I know that sweet voice anywhere! “DUCK BASTARDO!” I whisper yelled to Francis. “Hello? Is that you Miss Elizabeta?” she poked her head out the window. “Guess it was just me…” She went back inside to the piano and started playing her heart out.

“GTFO Francis…” “You can’t make me leave~. Besides, mon chere will be getting ready for bed soon~. Ze perfect time to take pictures ohonononon.” Francis laughs with his rape face n’ sh*beep*. “Leave or I will-a call potato bastard!” I threatened “GERMANY WERE?!” he screamed and ran off into the woods. “Stupido…” I say under my breath.

“I’ve seen the world
Done it all
Had my cake now “

I heard the most beautiful voice sing in complete utter… genuinity. It could only be her.

It could only be _____.

“Diamonds, brilliant
And Bel Air now”

I peeked my head to the window to see her eyes shut tightly while she played the perfect notes, the right notes, without a thought. She started to speed up the tempo in all the right keys.

“Hot summer nights, mid-July
When you and I were forever wild”

She stopped singing and she smiled slightly as if she had saw the most precious thing right before her. She is so bella, especially when she smiles.

“The crazy days, city lights
The way you’d play with me like a child”

But then she slowed down and relaxed a bit, simply swaying to he own melody as her delicate fingers danced majestically on the keys of the piano. (Wow Roma so poetic lol, who have you been hanging around? Romano: Shut up idiota I can-a be poetic when I-a want to!)
“Will you still love me
When I’m no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me
When I’ve got nothing but my aching soul? “

There it was.
She had finally broken the barrier of her emotions.
I could feel her joyfulness, her sadness, her pain, her sorrow, and her worry.
Just with that one verse
Not only that but,
She felt me.
She knew I was there, she probably knew it all along. This song was for me. This was a message to me! She probably just wanted Francy-pants to leave so it would be private.

“I know you will, I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me when I’m no longer beautiful “

She poured every emotion she had into what she was telling me, what she was asking me. I think she truly didn’t really know.
What a stupid idiota *smirk*.

“I’ve seen the world, lit it up
As my stage now
Channeling angels in
The new age now “

I see Elizabeta in one of the far hallways and signal for her to let me in without ____ noticing I had entered.

“Hot summer days, rock n’ roll
The way you play for me at your show”

“Lovino, what are you doing here?” Elizabeta whispered at the back door. “I am-a here for-a ____. She needs to-a know something; I-a mean really know-a something.”

“And all the ways I got to know
Your pretty face and electric soul”

“Oh, okay, ja sure, go in.” she said clearly confused and surprised at what I had said. (Wait… wut?)

“Will you still love me
When I’m no longer
Young and beautiful?”

Her voice sounded shaky, almost as if she were crying. Why would the idiota be crying?

“Will you still love me?
When I’ve got nothing but my aching soul?”

Oh no she’s about to lose it. She must think I left her. She knows I’m not at the window anymore. She thinks I rejected her!

“I know you will
I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me
When I’m no longer beautiful?”

Oh ____, were the hell are you? This house is too *beep*ing huge!

“Will you still love me
When I’m no longer beautiful?”

I stopped and back tracked to an arch that I could see ____ through.

“Will you still love me when I’m no longer young and beautiful?” she whispered the last lyric through her muffled cries.

“Yes.”
She gasped and abruptly turned around, her (h/l) (h/c) hair framing her perfect (s/c) face, fresh tears still pricked at her sparkling (e/c) eyes as her mouth made an o shape.
“Lovino?” She whispered as I walked towards her. I cupped her face with my hands and used my thumb to wipe away her tears that stained her face.
“I will still-a love you when-a we’re no longer young, and beautiful.” I said, edging closer and closer to her lips at every word until finally, our lips met.

Her soft, slightly chapped lips fit perfectly on mine, like they were specially made to fit each other like puzzle pieces. It was long and tender, full of love and emotion. Just when things were heating up, the desperate need for air came. *F-bomb* you air.
“I knew you would.” She said giving me a loving look.
I gave her that rare smile that only she could unlock,
with the keys to my heart.