Snapped! Italy x Reader - To Preserve This Love

"Yeah?"

"You look wonderful now. . . " He said, coming closer and wrapping his arms around your waist. It wasn't unusual for Italy to compliment you, or that he gave you a hug, but there was this gut feeling that told you something was wrong. That you should pull away and leave quickly. Italy's arms tightened around, not to the point of hurting, but it was noticeable. "Don't you think that one day your beauty will be stained?"

"W-What do you mean?"  You asked, feeling defensive and shocked at the sudden question.

"Hmm~? Nothing! Just a thought~ I'll go make some pasta~" The cheerful Italian said, turning and leaving.

You just stood there, a cold chill was sent down your spine as the words your Italian lover spoke replayed continuously in your head.

Your beauty, being stained?

The chilling thought of your blood being what stained it stayed with you throughout dinner.

~~~

It had been a few days since Italy had asked that odd question and things were just getting stranger and stranger. He continued asking weird questions, then just shrugged them off when you asked him to expand on them.

"Hey [Name]~ People change, you and I too! Isn't that scary?"

"Eventually, won't those pretty eyes of yours become clouded?"

"Wouldn't it be nice to be locked up in a reverse world together, forever? It would be just the two of us!"

"Wouldn't it be nice to just end it all while you're still so beautiful~?"

It was starting to get scary.

Now, after you had just got home from a long business trip, you walked up to your bedroom to see Italy standing near the window. His eyes were opened and seemed serious. Swallowing thickly, you spoke clearly.

"Hey Italy, what's up?" You thought it was casual enough, the lazy smile and calm demeanor. Turning to look at you, Italy smiled warmly, eyes still open.

"[Name]~ You're finally home!" He said, walking closer to you. You nodded a bit, still trying to keep your unsteady feelings hidden. With a wry smile, you tried walking around Italy so you could take off your jacket, but he cut you off. His smile was so childish and sweet, but the look in his eyes made you want to run and never look back. "You're so pretty [Name]~" He said, wrapping his arms around you. You stiffened a bit, but allowed the surprise hug.

Then you felt his arms become tighter around your waist. Uncomfortable, you tried to wiggle out of his grip, but it was all in vain. About to demand that he let you go, you felt Italy's breath hit the shell of his ear. A deep shiver ran down your spine, and Italy was sure to have noticed.

"So pretty. . . ~" He cooed, gently. "Is it okay if I kill you?"

Eyes wide, you finally found your voice after a moment of silence. Glaring harshly, you tried to pry yourself from the Italian's grip. He was stronger than he looked, that was for sure. Sadly, he was hell of a lot crazier, too.

"Damn it, Italy. . . Why. . . ?" You had to know.

"Hmm~? What was that, bella?"

"Why!? Why do you want so badly to kill me?!" Your voice was harsh, cold even. It surprised you, but not the brunette that gave you a soft look.

Then it all faded into black.

~~~

A loud thud resonated through the room.

Italy smiled cheerfully, staring down at your now cold and lifeless body. It was done.

The love you two felt for each other, the moments you two had spent, the kisses, hugs, and feelings you two shared.

The would forever be saved, just as they were.

Sitting beside your body, Italy didn't pay mind to the tears that fell from his face to yours. He cradled your head in his hands, watching as your dull [e/c] orbs reflected his appearance. His hair was a bit messy, his face had smudges of blood, and his once bright auburn eyes were clouded.

"Sorry I wasn't able to make it painless. . ." He murmured, placing a chaste kiss to your cold lips.

It was funny how the only thing Italy ever truly learned from Germany . . .

 . . . .was how to shoot a gun.