Door 6 (Artist!ItalyXReader)

      You stepped through door number six and into a very messy art studio.



You looked around to see where exactly you were when you heard soft snoring from somewhere in the studio.

You traveled through the paint and canvas covered flat looking for the source of the noise, but on the way you surveyed all the beautiful paintings and admired all the wondrous paintings that seemed to line the floors.

You followed the sound to a desk that was covered in paint and artist tools where there you found a very attractive sleeping male with an odd curl sticking out of his head.

Getting closer to the male you dropped down to his level trying to get a better look of his sleeping self, he looked disheveled and uncared for.

As you got even closer to the man his amber eyes shot open to stare into your (e/c) ones, jumping back you yelped a quick ‘sorry’ before turning around and running from him to find a way out of there.

You found glass doors that lead out to a balcony and you threw them open and stared down at the street below, as you did you felt two arms wrap around you and the sleeping man’s form press against your back.

“_____ you have returned” the odd man whispered into your ear as he continued to snuggle into your back.
“How do you know my name?” you asked quietly as you contemplated jumping from the balcony.

The man walked backwards with you in his arms while he quietly laughed and brought you face to face with his charming smile.

“Bella, you had left me so long ago, but now my love is back and we can be one until the end of time” he chuckled as he took both your hands and lead them to a part of the studio you had not gotten to.

You gasped as you looked around at every painting in that area, they all were the most amazing things you had ever seen and they were all of you.

“I have painted dozens of you mi amore, you are my only muse, and my only love” he murmured as he began to nuzzle your neck.

“What is your name?” you asked shakily as he kissed along your neck, he stopped and then looked at you.

“Feliciano, why do you not remember it?” he asked sadly as his eyes seemed to fill up with tears, you quickly grabbed him and consoled him as the thought of him crying greatly hurt you.

“_____, my sweet principessa, I have loved you for so long” he whispered as he embraced you  and you embraced back.

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You had come to learn that “you” had been painted before by Feliciano and he had instantly fell in love, but he could not find you for the longest time until you had showed up in his studio.

You had been staying with him for about a month now and it was great.


Feliciano treated you like a princess; getting anything you wanted or needed without a second thought and even when you told him not to.

You two laughed and had fun and no matter what Feliciano was there for you.

He truly did love you, and you were starting to believe you loved him as well.

“Feliciano?” you called one day, his curled head popped out behind one of the canvases “Yes bella?”

You blushed as you came close to him and pecked his cheek before saying  “I love you”

Feliciano was stunned for a second before stalking over to crush his mouth against yours in a loving way.

He kissed you with such passion you felt your knees weaken with the sheer power of it.

You opened your eyes to meet half closed smoldering amber ones staring back at you.

Finally you two pulled away for air when Feliciano bent down and whispered in your ear, “I think I want to paint another picture of you”

You looked up at him confused when you saw a devilish smirk on his face.



“No bella I want a nude painting this time”