So, this randomly came to me...

---------------ROMANO'S POV

"I'm sorry, Mr Vargas, we've waited too long for her to wake up."

"Wha-at kind of Goddamn establishment are you-a running here!? A hospital is-a supposed to help people get-a better! Not kill them!" I shouted at the doctor. Where are you, fucking tomato bastard?! I growled at him before turning and walking out of the hospital. Last fucking time I come here! That tomato bastard, where is he. His sister's in the hospital and he isn't doing a Goddamn thing about it! I walked back home, to the house that I, unfortunately, shared with the tomato bastard and walked in, slamming the front door behind me, "Fucking doctors, can't do a fucking thing-a right!" I shouted, walking upstairs and to the bedroom, I had previously shared with (Y/n) and flopped onto the bed.

"Fucking doctors."

"Lovi? What's up?"

"Where were you-a, tomato bastard?!" I shouted back at him.

"I told you before, Roma, I was hanging out with Gilbert and Francis."

"So you're too Goddamn busy to-a see your sister for the-a last fucking time?!"

"What?"

I sat up on the bed, "They're pulling the-a fucking plug on her, bastard!" I shouted, "Fucking doctors, not doing what-a they're supposed to do."

"What?"

"Did you-a not hear me, fucking bastard!? I -a said they're pulling the f-"

"I heard what you said, Lovi. I'm just shocked."

I looked up at him to see he had tears in his eyes. I had known that him and (Y/n) were close as siblings and so, this must be taking a toll on him. I didn't know that I had tears in my eyes too, until the bastard pointed it out, "Lovi, you're crying."

"Of course I-a am you-a Goddamn bastard! You'd be-a crying too if you-a had just been told that the-a fucking doctors were going to pull the plug on your girlfriend!"

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A few days later, everyone came over. Bastards, the lot of them. Instead of saying anything to anyone, not even Fratello, I just sat on the tomato bastard's sofa staring off into space. However, I was unwilling brought from my trance by, "Fratello, what's-a this?" I looked up to see what Feliciano had in his hand and when I worked out what it was, a small black velvet box, I shot up off the sofa and dashed over to him, grabbing the box out of his hand. I then proceeded to throw it across the living room, "It doesn't fucking matthew what the fuck it is anymore. She's gone!"

"Fratello?"

I ignored him and just walked out the room angrily, walking upstairs and slamming the bedroom door shut after me.

SPAIN'S POV

"You got any idea what up with him, Toni?"

"No, I don't amigo, but I have an idea," I replied walking into the kitchen and getting something out one of the draws: The last picture taken of (Y/n) and Lovino together. I walked back into the living room, slight tears now coming to my eyes. I handed the photo to Francis, "This is why."

"I don't get it, mon ami."

"Lovi's upset because that's the last ever picture taken of him and (Y/n). There can never be any more," I replied, taking up Lovino's position of curling up in a ball on the sofa.

"Quel?"

"A few days ago, Lovi came back from the hospital, angry and muttering stuff to himself. He was saying stuff about the doctors not doing their job properly and then when I went upstairs to check on him, he told me that they were going to pull the plug on (Y/n)," I responded, wiping my eyes to get rid of the endlessly flowing tears.

"Mon ami, you should have told us. Is this why you haven't been your normal self these past few days?"

I nodded, "Si, it is."

Before anyone could say anything else, the doorbell rang. I just sighed, "Someone else get it, please." Francis walked off to the door but I couldn't hear any of the conversation.

FRANCE'S POV

I walked out to the door, at Antonio's request and opened it. When I did, I saw someone, wearing a hoodie with the hood up and the strings of the hood pulled down obscuring the wearer's face, "Excuse me, but is Antonio here? I need to speak to him and it's important. It can't wait."

That voice sounds familiar. But everyone is inside.

"Oui, come on it, madame." The female nodded and I stepped aside, allowing her in. I closed the door and walked back into the living room, "Toni, there's someone here to speak to you. They said that it can't wait, mon ami."

SPAIN'S POV

"Toni, there's someone here to speak to you. They said that it can't wait, mon ami." I looked up at Francis and nodded wiping my tears again before standing up and walking out to the hallway. When I did, I say someone in a hoodie. Before I could process anything else, they spoke up, "Antonio?"

"Si?" I replied, "Who are you and what was it you wanted?"

"Toni, I'm surprised you can't recognise me."

"Huh?" Before I could say anything else, they pulled the hood of the hoodie down. My eyes widened, "(Y/n)?!" She smiled up at me, "Yep! Hey, Toni." I felt a grin working its way onto my face and I hugged her, "I thought they'd pulled the plug on you!"

She broke off the hug and looked at me, wide-eyed, "Where's Lovi?"

"Upstairs in your shared room. Go and see him."

She nodded and walked off upstairs. I returned to the living room, a smile on my face, which confused a lot of countries, "You okay, Antonio? You were crying your eyes out a minute ago."

"Si, I'm great. Even better than great."

"Huh?!"

"They didn't."

"Didn't what, Toni?"

"They didn't pull the plug on her. She's alive," I replied, happily flopping onto the sofa again.

"(Y/n)?!"

"Si, that was her. She just disguised herself."

ROMANO'S POV

Fucking doctors. Not doing their fucking job! I continued to both sob my eyes out and curse the stupid doctors until I heard a soft voice on the other side of the door and knocking, "Lovi? You okay?"

That voice...

I stood up from the bed and walked over to the bedroom door, opening it. When I did, my eyes widened again, "(Y/n), Bella you're-a alive?!"

She nodded, "Si, I am, Lovi. Don't worry. I'm okay. Shh, it's all going to be okay," she replied bringing her hand up and burying it in my hair, "Your hair is so soft, I've missed this."

"Bella? What are you-a doing?" I asked, getting slightly nervous as I could feel her hand getting close to my curl.

"Lovi, I haven't seen your handsome face in ages, I think we should have a little fun," she responded.

"Bella, don't you-a dare."

I'd barely got the sentence out when she tugged on my curl. I let out a groan before swiftly picking her up and bringing her back int the bedroom, all the while kissing her fiercely.

-----YOUR POV

I panted, "Now that's a welcome back gift." Instead of replying, Lovino just wrapped his arms around my waist, "Let me-a hold you, Bella. I've-a missed you and I-a want to hold you-a."

"Okay, Lovi. You can hold me for as long as you want," I replied, snuggling into him, slowly drifting off to sleep, until, "You know Lovi, you're supposed to give her this before you fuck her."

I looked up towards the doorway to see Toni standing here, a ring in his hand and smirking. I turned back to Lovino to see him with an annoyed look on his face, "Goddamn bastard. Can I not even have 5 minutes alone with (Y/n)?!"

Toni chuckled his signature laugh before placing the ring on the cabinet beside the door and walking out, closing the door behind him. Lovi grumbled before standing up and walking to the cabinet with only his Italian flag boxers on. He picked the ring up and walked back to the bed, "Bella, I-a know this isn't the best proposal, but I-a want to ask you-a now because, the-a possibility of not having you-a in my life, I'm-a going to be honest, I-a would hate it and I-a want to-a make sure you're-a mine forever. (Y/n), will you-a marry me?" he asked, showing me the ring. I smiled and nodded, "Of course, I will, Lovi. I couldn't imagine my life without you."

He smiled, a real genuine smiled and placed the ring on my finger. I smiled and leaned in, kissing him, "Te amo."

"Ti amo, Bella."