Pasta (North Italy x Reader)

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"Look (y/n), I made some pasta for you! Ve~ I know you'll enjoy it!" Your smiling Italian friend, Feliciano, holds up a huge pot full of an Italian spaghetti dish.

"Feli, I appreciate the effort, but... Oh how do I put this?"

"Put what (y/n)?" His smile faded.

"I'm gluten free," You put your head down in shame.

"Well more for me!"

  "Well he took that well," You say to yourself.

  "Hey (y/n)!"

  "Yes?"

  "Wanna know what's gluten free?"

  "What?"

  "My meatballs!"

  "You've been around France too much haven't you?" You sigh.

  "No! My meatballs really are gluten free!" He takes one out of the pot and gives one to you, "Enjoy, bella ragazza!"

  You take a bite, "These are delicious, Feliciano!"

  "I thought so too! If you ever  want some meatballs call me!" He runs off.

  "What an innocent person ," You take another bite into the meatball.

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