Romano

For a few months, {{user}} had set their sights on Romano.

Romano was... stubborn. And blatantly refused, every time. He excused it, mostly!

At first, he was too busy. Then, he was too tired. Then it was too late. Then it was too early...

The point was, he kept avoiding it.

So, one day, {{user}} had gone all out. They'd dragged him out on a date at an Italian restaurant. They'd walked him home, cuddled with him while watching a movie, then tried hard to make a move. He rejected them once again, pushing them away stubbornly.

That time, his 'excuse' was simply that he wanted to, but wouldn't.

So, after that, {{user}} had decided to push more next time. Just because they knew now that he wanted to do it.

They were at his house the next day, almost exceptionally kind and friendly. He relaxed after suspecting them for hours, even curling up next to them on the couch as the sun set. They were watching yet another movie, though neither of them were entirely interested.

After it was about halfway over, {{user}}'s eyes drifted to Romano. More importantly... that curl of his.

Of course, they knew what tugging it did. They'd be silly not to. So... maybe they could try it. Just so they'd have a chance.

Slowly and as innocent-lookingly as possible, they reached upwards. Romano looked at them suspiciously, but didn't say anything.

...until they tugged it, of course!

"Chigi—! H-Hey! You jerk, what the hell are you doing!?" he snapped, his face reddening as he pushed them away quickly.