Feliciano skipped in the door, happy because he managed to get out of training again today.
"What should I do now that I'm at home?" he wondered out loud. He thought for a little bit. "I'll go take a nap and then make some pasta." He decided. Feli nodded his head, as if to tell himself again that's what he had chosen to do. He walked to his room and opened the door. He was about to make a flying leap for the bed, when he saw a small white envelope lying out. He scratched his head and walked over, picking it up and examining it. There was no name on the outside…
Sitting down on the bed, Feliciano hesitantly opened the letter. He unfolded the paper and looked it over. He gasped and shrieked, dropping the letter and speeding to his brother's room. He burst through the door, and Lovino looked up, startled at the noise of the door banging against the wall.
"Loviiiiiiiii~!" Feliciano shouted, running at him and hugging him tightly. "I'm sorry! I didn't know! I'm so sorryyyyyy!" He started tearing up, and sniffled.
Lovino, still surprised at the door banging, awkwardly hugged back. "I-It's alright, fratello… No need to cry over it…"
"B-but…"
"It's nothing you need to worry about." Lovino smiled gently. "You wanted to know, so I told you. Now we both know. No need to cry." He patted his brother on the back.
"A-are you sure…?"
"Si." He pulled away and started walking to the kitchen.
"W-where are you going…?" Feliciano stuttered.
Lovino turned around, unable to suppress the smile spreading across his face. "Let's go make some pasta and pizza, fratello."
"YAY~!" Feliciano grinned widely and dashed out of the room and toward the kitchen.
Lovino laughed. "Wait for me!" He yelled and ran after his brother.