Lovino is acting sweet today.

I'm surprised, to be honest. I mean, I convinced him to go to this Gay Pride Parade thing, and he still hasn't even come out yet. Sure, he keeps insisting he's not gay, yadda yadda, but I see the way he looks at me when I'm wearing skinny jeans. You know, once Francis has pointed it out to me. Or Gilbert. Or Feli, or Roderich, or Alfred or Arthur or- well, let's just say that I don't usually notice myself. But once I do realize that he's watching me, I make sure to act extra sexy.

But anyways, Lovi's acting kind of sweet. I mean, you should see him! He's not even glaring at everyone and cussing them out on sight for being faggots! In fact, he actually said, "Oh, sorry," when he accidentally bumped into someone! I know! I could hardly believe it, so I pinched his cheeks to make sure he was real, and guess what?! He was! I could definitely tell he was after he slapped me away from him after that...

But! I could tell by the way he was blushing that he was just embarrassed, and he looked sooo cute I had to call him "mi tomate," like I always do, so I did and he just looked horrified! It was so cute that I nearly glomped him then and there, but I didn't, and now I really want to...

We keep walking around, not really sure what to do. Well, Lovi's not sure what to do, and when he's not sure what to do, I'm not sure what to do! :I Because he likes making the decisions, I've found. It makes him feel a lot more in control, and when he's in control he's not that mad at me, and that is excellent glomping time!

"Fucking Gay Pride Parade... fucking gay people... fucking happy people... why are they all so fucking happy?" I turn to see that Lovi's wearing his customary scowl once more. That's no good! He's supposed to be happy today! I try to lighten the mood.

"Don't be mad, mi tomate!" I say happily, grabbing his hand and pulling him forward. "C'mon, let's go find something to do!"

"H-hey! Bastard! Don't just drag me around like that...!" But I ignore him because Lovi needs to lighten up a bit, and the only way I can think of to lighten him up is to get him food or coffee, because he needs to have lots of carbs and sugar otherwise he gets all mean, and that's no fun for anyone! So I go and look for a coffee shop or something where he can get a treat. I find one fairly quickly and buy him a coffee. I buy myself one too, because otherwise he'd get suspicious and just think that I was feeding him caffeine because he's in a bad mood. But, sucking on the straw in his iced coffee, he looks so cute and pouty that I almost attack him then and there! I keep looking around at all the guys around us and wondering how they aren't stopping to chat him up or something! Is it because I'm here...? Why would they find me threatening though?

I notice two guys ahead of us. They're in their twenties or something, holding hands and acting cool, and one of them leans in to kiss the other lightly on the mouth. Without thinking (as usual, as Francis would say) I point to them and say, "That could be us in ten years, Lovi!" I hear a choking noise and look back at him to find that he's just spit iced coffee all over the place and is blushing red as a tomato.

"Wh-what did you j-just say?" he asks weakly, still coughing lightly.

"I said that that could be us in five years..." He acts like I've just said something awful!

"Or maybe five months," he says, and my mouth hits the floor that's how wide it's open.

"What did you just say?!" I almost scream, but then I figure I should just go with it and say, "Or five weeks."

"F-five days," he mutters, looking at his shoes instead of me.

"Five minutes!" I say. Now he has to say the last one!

"Five... five seconds..." he murmurs, so soft I can barely even hear him. I slowly count down the seconds in my head, then reach out and grab his hand. He looks completely terrified at first, but then he holds my hand back and just tries not to meet my eyes.

"Th-there, we did it, now let's just g-go..." he says, looking in the other direction from where I am.

"Ah-ah-ah, Lovi, we still haven't done what they did!" I say, wagging my finger in front of his face.

"What do you mean-" he starts, but before he can finish I lean in and press a soft kiss to his mouth. When I pull back, he looks absolutely mortified, like he's just been caught wandering around naked in front of the school building. He's just about to yell at me- I can tell -but a cheer goes up from the crowd surround us.

"Gay Pride, guys!" someone shouts.

"Kiss again!" shouts someone else.

Lovi looks absolutely furious.

...

He's so cute~!

"C'mon, guys, we wanna see some action!" someone shouts, and Lovi explodes, but not how I thought he would. Instead of running over to that guy and bashing him over the head with his white flag, he turns to me and grabs my face and kisses me! Like, a real kiss! I just can't even believe it!

But then he pulls away from me and shouts furiously, "Happy now, dumbass?!" and kind of ruins the moment, but... it's okay! Because at least he kissed me, right?!

"Lovi, you're so cute!" I shout, finally glomping him.

A/N First time writing as Antonio and... I am TOTALLY happy with it. :3 I've always seen him as super-cute- and sexy -to be honest, so that's how he is here. AND IT'S CUTE! *flips table at cuteness* Anyways, enjoy. :)

Oh yeah, and I totally forgot to mention this before, but I based the "five minutes, five seconds" thing off of a scene in a book called "Every Day" and then I realized that using the number ten was probably plagiarizing, so I changed it to five. Also, I took all the faces that I had in here out, so if you want to read the version with the faces, I think I will be posting it on my Tumblr account, which is /blog/epicfawesomesauce and then add before that. So yeah.