Antonio sighed, looking at Lovino. "Ay, Lovi… why are you so cute?" He questioned. "Eh? What are you talking about, bastard?" Lovino said as he pushed his bangs out of his face. "You're just so cute! How do you do it?" Lovino put a hand on his hip and frowned. "I'm not cute, bastard! I'm sexy and manly! My stupid bastard of a little brother is cute." He said, huffing. "Now get back to work, Toni. These tomatoes aren't going to pick themselves!" He said no more as he went back to picking tomatoes, And in a very adorable way, Antonio noted. He would pick up a tomato, smile, and place a small kiss on the top of it, hoping Antonio wasn't watching. But he was. Lovino suddenly stopped his process and looked at Antonio. "W-why the fuck are you watching me pick tomatoes?! G-get to work!" he yelled, blushing in embarrassment of Antonio watching him. Antonio smiled. "Okay, my lovely tomate~!" he said, turning around to continue picking the juicy fruit. "But I might continue to watch you. The way you pick tomatoes is so-" "Don't you say it, Toni!" "Cute!" "That's it!" Antonio only laughed as Lovino chased him around the garden, yelling threats. "Cute! You're so C-U-T-E, Lovi~!" He yelled as he made his way out of the garden and into the house. Lovino sighed, giving up on catching Toni. His curl turned into a heart as he smiled. "So are you…" He said to himself. "Thanks!" "C-chigi! I thought you went inside!"