RomanoXReader- Next Contestant

I judge by what she's wearing
Just how many heads I'm tearing
Off of assholes coming on to her
Each night seems like it's getting worse

You walked into the living room in your work uniform. It was a slim black spaghetti strap shirt that stopped above your belly button and a short black skirt that wasn't tight. You grabbed your purse and looked at Lovino, who was pouting on the couch. You two had been dating for a year now and even though you told him you wouldn't leave him he still got jealous easily. You walked over and looked at him. He refused to meet your (e/c) eyes.

"Lovino, c'mon I have to go to work and you always come with me. Please don't make me walk there alone," you pleaded. He sighed.

"So even if I don't go, you'll leave?"

"Yes, I don't want to get fired. I know you had a hard day at work, so just come to relax a bit."

He sighed and stood up. You grabbed his hand you both left together.

And I wish she'd take the night off
So I don't have to fight off
Every asshole coming on to her
It happens every night she works

When you both got there, you guided Lovino to a table and he sat down. You sat your purse on the table, knowing he would watch it for you. He pulled you down and gave you a tender kiss. You kissed back quickly and pulled away.

"Not at work hun, you know my boss will get mad."

"Let him." You just smiled.

Soon the bar got pretty busy, so you were thankful you weren't the only bartender working. You talked to Lovino every chance you got so he wouldn't get restless. But you knew it wasn't going to be an uneventful night. You were the most popular bartender that worked there, more people came in on the night's you worked.

They'll go and ask the DJ
Find out just what would she say
If they all tried coming on to her
Don't they know it's never going to work

A lot of the men that came in flirted with you. Your boss preferred the bartenders to flirt back, but you wouldn't do it. You always explained that you had a boyfriend, but that only seemed to encourage them.

You walked past a table and earned a cat call. You looked and noticed it was Francis. You smiled and looked at him.

"Do you need something? More wine I assume?"

"Yes, Mademoiselle," he said, his eyes traveling up and down your body. You rolled your (e/c) eyes and motioned to one of the other girls.

"Bring some wine over here!" you called as you walked away. You tucked your (h/l) (h/c) hair behind your ears. You glanced at Lovino, hoping he didn't see, but he did. He was now glaring at Francis with so much anger. You quickly walked over.

"Sweetie, calm down."

"But he flirted with you, and for that he must die."

"He didn't flirt hun. Please calm down, it's normal here, you know that."

"I know. Doesn't mean I have to like it."

You were about to say something, but one of the other girls called for you.

"______! Table six needs 3 beers!"

"Alright!" you called back, giving Lovino an apologetic look.

They think they'll get inside her
With every drink they buy her
As they all try coming on to her
This time somebody's getting hurt

A few men had bought drinks for you, which you politely declined. You looked toward the door and scowled. Gilbert had walked in. He always got touchy with all the girls here. You hated how he assumed sweet talk would make a girl fall head over heels for him. It worked on a few spacey girls who worked here, but it never worked on you, and that made him determined. He sat down and noticed you and immediately waved. Sighing, you walked over.

"Hello, Gilbert," you said sweetly, "What can I get for you?"

"A Pilsner please," he said. You nodded and went to get one. You came back with a bottle and a glass. You set the glass down and opened the bottle, pouring it into the glass. He was staring at your breast as you did this.

"Gilbert, my eyes are up here," you said in an annoyed tone. He gave you a cocky grin.

"I'm sorry _____~ They just look so lovely."

Seems he dropped the sweet talk finally, yet it was replaced by something way worst. You were about to walk away when he reached out and groped your right breast. You let out a small squeak and quickly pulled away. He laughed.

Here comes the next contestant
Is that your hand on my girlfriend?
Is that your hand?
I wish you'd do it again
I'll watch you leave here limping
I wish you'd do it again
I'll watch you leave here limping
There goes the next contestant

"Did you like that _____?"

"Hell no, you jerk! You can't just-" you were cut off by a pair of arms cradling you.

"Touch her again, and I'll rip your nuts off and feed them to my dogs," you heard Lovino's familiar voice. He must have seen and rushed over. Gilbert glared at him, but he didn't look serious about it. You noticed Gilbert actually looked afraid.

"H-Hey we were just playing right, ______?"

You flipped him off as Lovino led you away.

"Lovino, you shouldn't have done that. You could get in trouble with my boss."

"I don't care. He shouldn't have grabbed you liked that," he said angrily. He let you go and walked back to his table, so you went back to work.

I even fear the ladies
They're cool but twice as crazy
Just as bad for coming on to her
Don't they know it's never going to work

You noticed Elizabeta was waving at you so you walked over.

"How may I help you?" you asked, smiling at her sweetly.

"Can I have a Steffl?"

"Sure thing, I'll be right back," you said as you went and got the beer she requested. You came back and poured it in the glass. She laid a hand on your hand and you froze. You gave her a nervous smile.

"Yes?" you asked and she gave you a smile.

"Your eyes are so pretty."

"U-Um thank you..."

"_____!" you heard Lovino call you.

"Sorry, I have to go," you said as you rushed over to Lovino.

"Thank you, that was so awkward."

"No problem," he said, glaring in Elizabeta's direction.

"Hun, don't glare at her. Let me go get you some more Castello," you said walking off. You came back with just the bottle, they were currently washing glasses.

"Sorry, there's no clean glasses yet."

"It's fine."

Each time she bats an eyelash
Somebody's grabbing her ass
Everyone keeps coming on to her
This time somebody's getting hurt
Here comes the next contestant

The rest of the evening progressed as usual. Some people groped and grabbed at you, which Lovino would quickly respond to. Finally your boss got fed up with it.

"_____, please leave. Most of the customers are complaining."

"I'm sorry, he can't help it."

"I don't care. You're done for the night. Come in tomorrow, without him."

"But-"

"No buts!"

"Y-Yes sir..."

So you and Lovino left. You squeezed his hand tightly and sighed. He looked quite ashamed of the way he acted, but you didn't blame him. He had every right to act that way, he was your boyfriend after all.

I'm hating what she's wearing
Everybody here keeps staring
Can't wait 'til they get what they deserve
This time somebody's getting hurt
Here comes the next contestant

"I'm really sorry, _____."

"Don't be. I don't blame you. It was very bad tonight, huh?"

"Yea," he said. Suddenly he stopped and pulled you close. He tangled his hand in your (h/c) and kissed you. You kissed back and put your arms around his neck. After a minute or two you both pulled away for a breath. You smiled at him.

"Lovino, I love you. Please don't ever forget that."

He smiled at you and kissed you once again.

"Ti amo, _____," he said as he took your hand and you continued your way home. You smiled and gave his hand a gentle squeeze.

I love you, even if you do get jealous.