A/N- Well... it's been a while since I've first written a one-shot... But I'm back!

Warning: Yaoi, suggestive themes

"Please say it my Lovi!" Antonio begged Lovino over dinner on one of the evenings that Antonio stayed over at Lovino's house. The past couple of months since Antonio confessed his love to Lovino has been both the best and worst time of his life. All would have been perfect for Antonio, if his beloved, Lovino, just told Antonio that he loves him.

"No you bastard!" Lovino yelled at Antonio, his face glazing over with the same crimson tint he gets every time Antonio brings up the topic, showing his embarrassment at the request. Lovino noisily excused himself from the dining room, leaving to return the colour of his face to normal, as he usually does.

Antonio's eyes started to water. He felt completely and utterly rejected, hopeless, depressed and unloved.

He had tried everything to get Lovino to tell him how he feels about him, but the stubborn Italian just wouldn't comply to his deepest wishes and desires. He even squished tomatoes all over his body once, just so Lovino would get closer to him. He tripped Turkey close to a bridge just to make him smile. He didn't hug Feliciano on purpose last time he visited, just to make sure that Lovino knew Antonio had chosen him. He constantly told him that he loves him, even when Lovino hits him. He buys him Gelato when he sees Lovino in a bad mood, to comfort him. Nothing worked. The only confirmation Antonio has that Lovino cares for Antonio, was that he agreed to be his boyfriend. That was the only ray of sunshine Antonio had at the moment. He clung to that ray like a turtle to his shell.

Antonio stood up from the dining table, pushed in his and Lovino's chairs and took the dishes to the sink and washed the dishes before drying them off and packing them away. Antonio decided that he would give Lovino a bit of space before going to Lovino's room. Antonio was determined to find out if Lovino loves him or not. Antonio didn't like the 'in-between' type of relationship they shared, he simply needed to know where he stood with the Italian he loves.

As Antonio neared his destination, he heard a squeal coming from Lovino's room. Thinking that Lovino accidentally hurt himself in his rush to get away from Antonio, Antonio quickened his pace. He would make sure Lovino is safe.

"Lovi, are you alright? Can I come in?" Antonio asked when he knocked on Lovino's door.

Lovino rubbed his knee when he heard Antonio knock, he had hurt his knee when he tripped while undressing.

"I'm fine, Idiota. Leave me alone!" Lovino replied, the pitch of his voice rising at the end. Antonio couldn't help but worry over him, so he made a decision to do something he usually wouldn't.

He opened the door.

"Don't come inside you bastard!" Lovino yelled, but he was too late, Antonio had already opened the door to find Lovino standing in the middle of his room, his face completely crimson and his body completely unclothed. Antonio was in shock, the last time he had seen Lovino naked was when he was still taking care of him when he was little. This man in front of him was anything but little. Antonio wanted to run away, or look away at least, but he was completely paralyzed.

"W-what do you w-want? B-bastard…" Lovino stuttered out, he too, was paralyzed. Lovino stood in front of Antonio with an awkward pose, covering his manhood from Antonio while trying to hide his embarrassment at the situation at the same time.

Antonio finally snapped out of his daze, looking everywhere but at Lovino. "Lo siento, mi Lovi. I didn't mean to intrude, I just wanted to see if you were alright and I just wanted to apologise for asking if you love me, I know it annoys you but I just…" Antonio started tearing up, he felt conflicted about what he should say and what he shouldn't, whether or not he should stand still or run for the hills.

"J-just what?" Lovino asked, still feeling uncomfortable at his position, but his blush started to fade as curiosity took over his emotions. Antonio still didn't look at Lovino in fear of Lovino hitting him or banning Antonio from seeing him ever again.

"I… I need to know if you love me or not. I don't want to burden you with being my boyfriend if you don't love me…" Antonio finished his sentence with a sad note, knowing that this night would end up in more disaster than it already has.

Lovino looked at Antonio with a shocked face, he only ever thought that Antonio kept asking him if Lovino loves him because Antonio wants to tease Lovino. He had never seen Antonio with a face as sad as now. Slowly but surely Lovino stepped closer to Antonio.

Antonio wanted to disappear, he asked Lovino the same question so many times, but now that he was so close to the answer, he didn't want to know. He would rather imagine that Lovino loves him than know that he doesn't. "Please… don't leave me Lovi…" Antonio whispered. He knew that Lovino wouldn't hear him because he was too far across the room last time he checked.

"I… I won't." Lovino whispered, being much closer to Antonio than Antonio had thought. Lovino moved even closer to Antonio and for the first time in his life, Lovino willingly hugged Antonio.

Antonio, for the second time in one night, stood paralyzed. It didn't last long though. Antonio looked at Lovino's face, which was red once again. He enveloped Lovino in his own arms and they embraced. Lovino felt awkward for hugging Antonio whilst naked, but he soon started feeling better when he noticed that Antonio didn't have any impure intentions towards him.

They stood in the middle of Lovino's room for about five minutes, just hugging, when Lovino took in a sharp gasp.

"What's wrong Lovi? Did I hurt you?" Antonio franticly asked as he backed away from Lovino. Lovino shook his head and said: "No, I scraped my knee when I was undressing."

Antonio looked down at Lovino's knee to see blood seeping from a thin but long slit. Antonio blushed at first, realising all over again that Lovino is naked, but then he rushed to Lovino to check up on him.

"I- I'm fine Bastar-Antonio!" Antonio picked Lovino up bridal style and ran to the bathroom to get the first aid kit. He knew Lovino was in serious pain since he called him by his name for the first time in years. He reached the bathroom in record time and put Lovino on the counter. He got out the first aid kit from the cabinet and started treating Lovino's wound with a look of pure determination on his face.

All Lovino could think about was how close Antonio is to his most private area. Lovino had never felt so red and flustered in his entire life. The only relief he felt from this entire situation was because Antonio is focusing on Lovino's wound and only his wound.

"Antonio?" Lovino said his name to get his attention.

"Yes Lovi?" Antonio answered without looking up at Lovino.

"I love you."

THE END

A/N- Constructive criticism is welcomed. Thanks for reading!