Luciano gritted his teeth and purposely avoided looking across the room, fists clenched and narrowed eyes stubbornly trained on the floor.
A giggle. "Well aren't you quite the charmer when you wish to be~?"
A chuckle, just as smug as he was used to hearing on a daily basis, but lacking the fatigue and disinterestedness he associated with the disgusting, innapropriate owner of the voice that produced the afore mentioned sound. It made Luciano shudder in disgust. "There are certain things in life that are worth the effort."
Does he believe that was actually clever...?
Yet for some reason the other merely giggled again; a noise usually reserved for mockery by it's host coming sounding flirtatiously amused and flattered.
...To be honest, the whole affair made Luciano sick with Jealousy and Possessiveness and Loneliness.
It wasn't fair that that his apathetic fratello , of who's only genuine interests were fashion and beauty, practically melted in the presence of such a lazy, perverted and self-centered scumbag. If it was the 1p, Luciano would still have a problem with the entire thing, but it'd be more bearable than this.
Despite the protests of his mind, Luciano glanced at the two wannabe love birds. Siegfried had cupped Flavio's cheeks and was leaning in...
...
Luciano didn't realize he had moved until he had decked the taller man hard enough to send him stumbling into a nearby wall. Flavio also stumbled back, but Luciano caught his arm in a tight, nearly painful grip to prevent his brother from meeting a similar fate.
"Fratellino..." Flavio's voice was soft and slightly fearful. Why is it HIM?! Why can't you acknowledge how much I contribute to your life?!
Out loud, he said, " I give you everything you everything you ask for, everything you desire, and yet it never enough for you, is it Fratello?"
Flavio whimpered but didn't speak. Luciano turned his harsh gaze onto the man that was for all accounts and purposes his subordinate. "If you have time to molest my fratello, you have time to devote to work or Seigmund." He spat.
Ignoring Flavio's protests, he left the room, dragging a struggling older brother with him.
A/N: I'm honestly surprised no one has written something like this before. Especially considering how most people consider 2p's to be murderous polar opposites and excuses to say certain ships are supposedly cannon. Not that I haven't read fics where Flavio flirted with 2p Germany or where 2p Germany outright asks Luciano if he can fuck Flavio. It's just not the main focus and is usually only there for two seconds before being forgotten completely.
Believe it or not, I originally intended this fic to be fluffy and humorous. And yes, it is a head cannon of mine that Luciano gives Flavio whatever he wants, but the context of said head cannon depends on the situation. (I also have a head cannon that Flavio's actually a zombie, but only iZombie fans would get that one.)
Luciano's jealousy can be read as one-sided 2p!Itacest if you choose.
Please give me feedback. I'm interested in writing more 2p!Germano (both fluffy and agnsty) but I want some outside opinions on anything I might need to work on.
Whining about Gerita and Spamono WILL BE IGNORED.