"Come on, Lovino! I'm cold and I forgot my gloves at home!" Antonio whined.
"No, it's your fault that you forgot them, bastardo." Lovino huffed, crossing his arms. Antonio pouted and sighed. Lovino glanced at Antonio, then his hands. Lovino huffed, Fine. He took one glove off and gave it to Antonio.
"Wha...?" Antonio stuttered, confused. Lovino then grabbed Antonio's hand with the one that doesn't have a glove. Lovino's face was red and not because of the cold weather. Antonio grinned at Lovino, swinging their hands.