Antonio was carrying Lovino on his back, Lovino held on to his father, who was busy talking about how amazing he was at the soccer game. They walked to the car-which was parked so unfortunately far from the soccer field-in Madrid's twilight hours.
"You really were amazing Lovi! I told you you were talented! I've never seen anyone move that quickly!" Antonio said, never losing his chipper tone even for a minute. Lovino just remained quiet, listening more to the Spaniard's tangent. He sunk his head into his Antonio's shoulder.
"You just caught a bad break with that fall, but still, you were still amazing-" Antonio was interrupted as soon as Lovino's brain managed to comprehend that statement.
"S-Shut it, you know I was awful" He hesitantly said. He may have a lot goals but he fell and hurt his ankle right at the very end of the game. He turned his gaze at it, his ankle was covered with a big plaster coloured with the flag of Italy. What made matters worse is that his brother scored the winning goal, and went with all the team for ice-cream, completely ignoring him..
"No! Don't say that! You really were great!" Antonio said, trying to cheer up the mood. Lovino may be rather…loud, but Antonio-unlike everybody else-understood that he was quite sensitive and self-conscious.
The problem is that the children didn't invite Lovino, so when Antonio suggested to Lovino that he go talk to them, he rejected the suggestion with distain. They obviously don't want him around them, they just want his precious twin instead, if they don't want to be around him why should he bother himself with them?
Antonio then finally reacher the car and placed Lovino on the front seat. To be fair, Lovino could walk OK, the injury wasn't that bad, but he knew that Lovino was in no mood to walk that long distance. Why did Antonio park so far away?
"Papa, can you…" Lovino trailed off, sounding much quieter than usual.
"What is it Lovi?" Antonio said, picking up on his tone.
"Nothing." Lovino quickly replied, trying to avoid looking at the Spaniard, who was acting chipper and happy. Why does he get to be so happy and loveable whilst he's glum and unlikeable to everyone? That jerk Antonio always surprises him with his stupid happy-go-lucky tone.
"Come on, tell me" Antonio begged as he got into the car. He sounded like such a child when he wanted to know something.
"Do you think we can get some ice-cream on the way?" Lovino quietly asked. Which was followed by a quick response form his Spanish father.
"Of course Lovi! Let me guess, Lemon right?" Antonio asked excitedly, it was Lovino's favourite flavour. Lovino simply nodded lightly and looked out the window.
"You know, Lovi, maybe you should extend yourself a bit, open up-" Antonio's merry train of words stopped, he noticed Lovino looking outside the car window. Lovino never found it easy to make friends or be..well, social. Antonio always tried to help him, but Lovino was sort of…
"Idiota! Look at where you're going, jerk-face!" Lovino exclaimed, his father was about to crash the car, he then heard some Spanish swears from the other driver.
"S-Sorry" Antonio said, chuckling a bit. Lovino was 10. How could he have such a wide vocabulary of insults? He would blame television but the only show Lovino watches routinely was My Little Pony. One of Lovino's deep secrets that he'd kill to keep in the bag.
"Seriously! One day you're going to kill us both with that crazy taxi driving of yours!" Lovino yelled. Antonio tried to hide his chuckles over how high Lovino's voice was. It was pretty hilarious how he was getting lectured by a 10-year old.
To be fair though, it wasn't his fault. His driving was perfectly fine before he moved to Italy, even though he's back in Spain he still has fears of an Italian popping out of nowhere. Which reminded him, he should make sure that Lovino and Feliciano get proper driving lessons when they are old enough, Italian driving is the only part of the twins' heritage that Antonio would rather they not take part in.
"We're here Lovi, come on, let's go get some ice-cream." Lovino got out of the car and grabbed Antonio's hand, the two went into the Greek ice-shop. Lovino loved that place, it had the best ice-cream ever, but, there was a pretty big problem with the cashier..
"Oh seriously?"
"Yeah"
"Oh seriously?"
Exactly. Whenever Antonio comes tot his shop he ends up chatting with the cashier-who happened to own the store-for hours, or at least, until Lovino has to bring him back to reality.
"Papa" Lovino said. Which caused the Spaniard to remember the ice-cream. He gets way too carried away with small talk.
"Ah, right" Antonio quickly got the ice-cream and dragged Lovino to the car.
"So, Lovi, wanna go watch that new Iron Man movie tomorrow since you have the day off?" Antonio suggested. He knew that Lovino was quite a big fan of Marvel movies, maybe this was a good chance to get him to go out a bit.
"Yeah, I guess" Lovino said. Antonio knew that even though he sounded monotone, he was screaming that insane fanboy scream on the inside, Iron Man was his all-time favourite after all.
Antonio'll work on Lovino, Feliciano is a bit too happy to notice his brother's problems, Lovi spends most of his time with Antonio after all, he needs a good friend.
"Why're you staring at me like that? Idiota" Lovino said, getting Antonio's attention. "Hurry up and open the door!" Lovino yelled again. He stared at Antonio until he complied with his demands.
"So, what do you want for dinner?" Antonio asked merrily as Lovi jumped on the couch.
"Well duh, Pasta" Antonio chuckled a bit, he would've usually passed this off, but they've had two different types of pasta in the span of two days. Maybe it was time for a little change.
"Well Lovi, we made Pasta yesterday, and the day before that, so how about we try something different? I was thinking Ham and Sausage!" Antonio said. Lovino just sighed but nodded. Antonio's Ham and Sausage was quite good, but nevertheless, he was still just a little disappointed about the pasta.
"Oh boy! Lovi, they have The Great Gatsby running, I've been wanting to see that movie since I heard about it, how about you invite some of your classmates to watch with you? Feliciano can stay with Francis since he doesn't like Marvel much." Antonio happily suggested, but it didn't go as well as expected.
"No! This was supposed to be something we both watch together" Lovino put extra emphasis on together, then continued. "Plus either way, who'd wanna go with me" He said in a much quieter voice, crossing his arms.
"Come on Lovi! I'm sure if you tried to ask anyone they'd definitely agree!" Antonio said. "I'll help you!" He continued. He figured if he actually really focused on it he can help couch Lovino on how to make friends with practically anyone, though..this won't be easy.
"No!"
Antonio raised a brow, Lovino was never this..eager to avoid trying to make friends.
"Nobody ever wants to do anything with me, I'll just spend all my time with you, you're the only one who wants to play with me anyways."
Antonio's mouth was hanging open. Where the hell did all this come from? Lovino may sometimes get sad, but he never exactly said anything like this. Maybe his problem is bigger than he thought..