South Italy and Reader-Tomato Thief

With one sigh, you quickly stepped forward. White light flashed around you, momentarily blinding you. The door closed behind you-blocking your way back, hopefully you had made the right choice. You appeared to be on some farm of some sort, rows and rows of plants surrounded you. Carefully you walked around them, not wanting to step on the fragile plants that someone had obviously taken the precious time to plant.

Strangely, they seemed to be all tomato plants. How odd, someone must really like tomatoes then. But you were not one to judge, after all everyone has they’re weird quirks. A wave of hotness from the sun, beamed downward on you. The warm weather, kept the tomatoes in ideal condition.

A loud and very angry shout, captured your attention from the red fruit. A flash of colours, crossed over the corner of your eye. Weight suddenly crashed onto you, the air gushed out of your lungs-leaving you completely vulnerable. Shock and confusion fell down on you like a ton of bricks.

The slightly dewy soil, cushioned your fall. You found yourself staring into a pair of very angry eyes, narrowed furiously-they glared down at you. Fear weighed heavily on your heart, as you shrunk further into the ground. “I’ve finally  caught you, tomato thief!” the man spat, hatred swirling around in hazel eyes.

Chalking up a little bit of courage, you stared firmly into the eyes of your attacker. “I’m not a t-tomato thief” you said, trying desperately to appear not afraid but failing as you stuttered. The man whom pinned you to the ground froze, his body now unbelievably stiff. Air escaped your lips in a soundly sigh of relief, as the thick tension around you dissolved. Muttering a simple “oh”, the man quickly scrambled off of you. Making sure to offer you a hand up, as soon as his weight left you.

Graciously, you accepted the help. And not too long, you were standing upward once again. Now that the man didn’t appear hostile anymore, you quickly took in overwise forgotten details. Muttering apologizes, was a young man with dark brown hair with a peculiar curl sticking out of the right side of his head; hazel eyes avoided your own as he quickly looked at anywhere but you.

Dressed in work clothes, which you had a suspicion was for picking plants from the farm you were currently still standing in. Now that you thought of it, he was actually pretty cute. A light blush adorned your cheeks, once you realized that an attractive man just glomped' you.

Shaking your head to get rid of the teasing thought, you turned back to him. Having a cute little blush of his own, he fidgeted as he stared at you. You opened your mouth, ready to ask him what was wrong-when he took off. Leaving you shocked, and with your jaw opened. A split second later, he appeared as if from thin air. Handing you an armload of recently gathered tomatoes, the man blushed heavily as he quickly pecked you on the cheek. With a breathtaking smile, his blush deepened as he blurted out  “ I’m Lovino”.