Calm down.
Lovino felt a bead of sweat drip down his forehead. He breathed heavily. He stared at the open E-mail page. "It's now or never." Personally the boy didn't care if his mother told him to go to sleep, fuck that! Rosa was a caring mother but she never was there when he really needed her. Just type you mother fucking pussy! He swallowed and started calmly.
Trying to pour out as much possible feeling.
After the Italian finished his letter like monologue, he clicked send with shaking hands.
The Spaniard hummed to himself. Today had been a nice day, he got to sneak many glances at his adorable little tomato. He sighed contently. Oh Lovi is so precious! Antonio had been trying to find a way to cheer his little henchman up. For Lovino had been acting quite odd at school lately and Antonio had never felt so determined in his whole life.
Hearing a beep, Antonio rolled over to see that he had a new E-mail in his inbox. He smiled seeing it was from the hotheaded Italian he had been thinking of for the past hour.
Opening it he saw what seemed to be some sort of weird speech, but it was indeed addressed to him…
Hey Bastard,
Look I know it's like fucking 10:00 or whatever, I'm too lazy to look at the clock. I just kind of wanted to hear what you would do… this is a completely hypothetical question and if you don't know what that word means, google it!
Spain laughed and felt his chest heat up at the thought of Lovi asking for his opinion. he smiled and continued reading, what he considered the holy grail turned into words.
It's just… say that you were going through a fucking rough time, not that I care. But, you're going through a hard time because someone is having a hard time as well. you aren't exactly sure of what to do but half of you wants to tell someone but the other doesn't.
He stares. Lovi knows someone going through a hard time? Who could it be? Not trying to be rude but my Lovi doesn't really know too many people to worry about them…
He realizes that he's sadly reached the end of the E-mail.
He closes his E-mail. Antonio decides that he'll investigate tomorrow when Lovi is easier to be caught when lying.
He switches off the light on his bedside table.
Lovino stares at the screen, expecting an instant reply but sighs when nothing appears in his inbox. He get's out of his bed and walks down the hall to where his younger brother resides. Wary of entering, he eventually knocks on the door. He hears rustling from behind the piece of wood blocking his entrance.
"Lovino?" A high-pitched voices asks. "What's wrong, do you know what time it?" He whispers to the older boy. Loving snaps out of his little trance and stands there looking dumbly.
"Uh, Feliciano? I know this is kind of stupid but…" The boy looks up at his older brother with curiosity.
"Oh what the fuck! Feliciano! Please tell me what's wrong!" He whisper-screams frantically. Feliciano just looks down at the floor. His eyes glazed over and he sighs. "No fratello, I'm absolutely fine, and if anyone asks just tell them that the cat was being antsy in my lap." He smiles what's supposed to be reassuring but it only confirms Lovino's fears. While being lost in his train of thought, the door had been shut and locked.
He sighs and walks back down the hallway and again goes back to his computer table. Instead of trying to reach Antonio again, he puts a search into Google;
Warning signs of suicide
