:-:-:Antonio:-:-:
I wake up to find a cute little Italian in my arms, he was snuggleing my chest, not that I really mind that, in fact I liked it, it was comfortable. I almost forgot Lovi said he had a bad dream last night and I offered my comfort. That was such a nice sleepy time. He must have slept well after I let him share my bed with me last night. Eso es fantástico!
I wathed Lovino sleeping for a moment. His brown hair is a complete mess, and he looks so cute. His face looks so beautiful, as always, and his lips, so soft I wish i could just... What am I thinking?! Bad Antonino! Man I really should learn to keep myself under control.
"Merrrr..." Lovino grawled, turning so he was on top of me.
"L-Lovi...!" I say trying to wake him up.
"Whaaaa...?"
"Time to wake up, and get off of boss."
He looked at me blushing the shade of a perfect tomato, "what ever bastard, leave me to sleep." He pulled the covers over his head, not moving.
I sighed, "Lovino, if you don't get up you can't have any tomatoes ever again."
"What?! That is so not fair!" He almost jumped up over me, his face still red, but this time I know it is because he's angery.
"Sí, it is. So get up now or you'll never have another tomato."
"Fine! Bastard..." Lovino got out of bed saying something about me under his breath, but that's okay he always shows me how much he hates me...
I got up myself and grab two clean shirts from a table next to the bed, I put one on and throw the other at Lovino. I smile at him, "You can put that on to wear till you get to your room and get your own clothes on."
"Whatever, bastardo!" Lovino took the shirt and put it on, it was really big on him, but it was so adorable.
Walked to the bathroom to splash some water in my face. When i looked in the mirror i saw my hair brown was still a mess, but I never really brush it unless I'm going to get a hair cut, I had the same plain shirt I put on earlyer and black pants that i sliped on before i left my room. I thought again of Lovino, he looked so cute this morning, all tired and trying to get me to let him sleep more. His beautiful dark drown hair a biger mess then mine, yet that one little curl still out perfectly. And his eyes were as beautiful as always, I always seem to get lost in his hazel eyes. I wish I could just tell him that I... but I can't. I sigh and walk to the kitchen to make some food.
After I made food for Lovino and me, I waited for him to come in the dinning room. It took a wile but Lovi finally come in. He was most likely following the smell of his favoite coffie and the eggs, right next to bread with butter and jelly on it, and finally a big red tomato, Lovi's favorite wake up meal. I look at him once and I can't stop myself from laughing. Not a mean one, kind of like a girl giggling but I can't really do that with my voice, its a little too deep. He was wearing my shirt! He tucked it in and he look so cute! It was like looking at my old matador outfit. Lovino made it look way better then I could have ever looked.
"What are you laughing at you bastard!" Romano's voice pulled me right back to the real world.
I laughed a little more then managed to say, "oh, nada, Sr. Matador. ¿Dondé está el toro?"
Lovino's face turned tomato red. "I'm not a fucking bull fighter, bastard! I just... wanted to try a new look."
I smile, "I was just joking, Lovi, you look muy guapo today."
"Whatever, bastardo, where's the food?"
"Its right there, Lovi. I hope you like it, I made your favorite!" I keep smiling at him, he's just so cute!
Lovino whispered, "G-grazie..."
I knew not to answer, he wouldn't admit that he said it. I'm sure he knew I was thankful that he liked everything I did for him by the ways I looked at him every time he said that. I learned a long time ago that is better to give Romano a look of thankfulness, rather then say thank you. I also picked up enough Italian to understand what he said when he spoke his language. Of course, Lovino can understand and speak my language just as well as he can his own. I love the very few times that Lovino spoke my language, it makes me so happy.
When we finished eating, I stared to go out to the tomato fields to pick some more tomatoes for latter. But one of the guards ran up to me.
"What's the problem, Sr.?" I asked hoping it wasn't that bad.
The guard looked worried, you could see the panic in his eyes. He sounds out of breath but manages to give me the news, "They... They come for Romano!"
His words hit me, I became so scared. I push the guard aside not thinking strait. I quickly run for Lovino's room, snatching an axe from the weapon room. I run as fast as I can, opening the door to Romano's room. Dio, please be okay, Lovino!