His Favorite Customer
Chapter Three: Phone Rings Once
Romano's POV:
Romano wakes up to the sound of his phone going off. The ring tone was a basic one, rather than the custom ones he has for family. Out of curiosity, and annoyance, he grabs the phone and looks at the number. It's one he's never called, yet knows by heart. It's Antonio's number.
He feels his heart race and his face heat up. Fighting down the nervous lump in his throat he looks at the text message. It screams immature, like Antonio. [Good morning Lovi~! I was debating when to text you (since I know you'd just hang up if I called), so I decided to do it now! XD Please respond Lovi!]
Romano groans and places the phone back on his stand before curling back up under the blankets. It's nine on a Sunday morning, and he has to work later. No way in hell he's wasting precious sleeping time on that idiot. He pulls the covers over his head and tries to go back to sleep.
Antonio's POV:
Antonio stares at the phone nervously. It has been six minutes and thirty seven…thirty eight seconds since he sent the text to Romano. He's never felt so anxious and worried before. He cant sleep, even though he's exhausted. So he decides to call Francis using his home phone.
"Toni, mon ami, do you know what time it is?" Francis asks tiredly and Antonio sighs. "I-I cant sleep…." The blonde sighs over the phone. "And why not?" "I sent Lovi a text and he hasn't answered yet!" Antonio cries and Francis coos. "Oh~? How long ago was this~?" The Spaniard looks at the clock and frowns. "Seven minutes, twenty five seconds!" Francis laughs a little. "You're counting seconds? Why must you and Gilbert be so pathetic with this stuff?" "L-leave me alone!" Antonio whines and Francis sighs.
"It's only been seven minutes, and it's pretty early. He'll probably respond around noon." The blonde says and Antonio frowns. "What is he deleted it? WHAT IS HE BLOCKED MY-?" The panicked brunette gets cut off by the sound of his cell phone. "You should check that, mon ami~!" Francis coos before hanging up on Antonio.
The brunette hangs up his phone as well and nervously grabs his cell phone, flipping it open and grinning ear to ear at the sight of Romano's name. quickly opening the text he reads it. [WHAT. THE. FUCK? WHO SENDS A TEXT TO SOMEONE AT NINE IN THE FUCKING MORNING? I'M TEMPTED TO BLOCK YOUR SORY ASS!] Antonio frowns at this and feels his heart sink, before reading on. [I don't accept text messages, or any messages, from people before noon unless it's an emergency. I'll give you a second chance this one time. But only because I'm really tired and was TRYING to go back to sleep until I realized a dumb ass like you would probably sit up waiting for my reply. NOT THAT I CARE! Just go to bed…bastard.]
The brunette grins ear to ear again, his face warming up. "Lovi, you're so cute~!" He coos before going to text him back, but quickly stops himself. Cant ruin his second chance too quickly. Still smiling to himself, he lies back down in his bed and falls asleep.
Romano's POV:
Romano sits at his kitchen table, head down. He sent such an embarrassing text to that idiot. "Good morning fratello!" Marcello says, smirking to himself. This is never a good sign. "I can HEAR the smirk in your voice, bastard…" Romano mumbles and Marcello walks closer up to him. "You know…if you're still so tired…perhaps you should…how to put it…'just go to bed…bastard." The smaller teen says and Romano shoots up from the table. "YOU WENT THROUGH MY PHONE AGAIN! BASTARD!" He fumes and chases the laughing boy around the house.
"Well well, my boys are so lively today~!" Romulus coos, coming in the room with Feliciano. "Of course fratello is! He got a text from Antonio this morning~!" Feliciano coos and Romano puts Marcello into a headlock. "YOU TOLD EVERYONE? YOU SON OF A-!" He gets cut off in his curse by the sound of his father gasping. "My baby boy is in love? And I haven't met him? I wont allow it!" Romano twitches. "I! AM! NOT! IN! LOVE! He's just an annoying idiot who wont leave me alone! Like Marcello!"
Romulus looks at him horrified. "OH DEAR GOD! YOU LOVE YOUR LITTLE BROTHER! THAT MEANS-! OH THIS IS SERIOUS!" Romano fumes. "I-! WHAT? I DON'T CARE ABOUT ANTONIO!" Marcello smirks up at him from the head lock. "Then why did you care so much if he was getting sleep or not~?" The Italian blushes. "STOP READING MY FUCKING TEXTS! THAT'S IT! I'M LOCKING MY DOOR FROM NOW ON!" He fumes and Romulus gasps. "My son is going to be locking his door? He's finally an adult~!" He coos and Romano twitches. "What are you…? AH! THAT IS NOT WHY I WILL BE LOCKING MY DOOR, DAMNIT!"
Romulus sighs sadly. "Oh…I guess you wont be wanting my old magazines…then again, if you're into an Antonio, you would probably want a different kind of magazine then what I have…" Romano pales. "I don't like Antonio! I don't want 'those' magazines of either gender! AND OH MY GOD! I DON'T EVER WANT TO HEAR YOU TALK ABOUT YOUR COLLECTION OF THEM EITHER! THIS FAMILY IS EVIL! CHIIGII!" He cries and grabs his phone, leaving the house and going to his vespa. Driving off, he goes to Matthew's. the only sane person in this town so far.
Antonio's POV:
Antonio meets with Francis and Gilbert at Francis' and his cousins' house, well, mansion. "GUYS! GUYS! YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS~! YOU MUST LOOK AT THIS~!" Francis and Gilbert sigh as Antonio shows them the text from Romano. "isn't he adorable~?" Gilbert looks at Francis. "Did you notice there was a curse word in almost every sentence?" Francis nods, a thoughtful look on his face. "Do you think maybe Antonio is a masochist…?"
"FUCK!" The three look over and see Romano standing at the door with a smiling Matthew. "Are they always here?" Romano asks annoyed and Antonio runs over to him. "Lovi~! How are-?" "DON'T EVER WAKE ME UP THAT EARLY AGAIN!" The Italian hisses and Antonio smiles. "So I can wake you up at a later time~?" "Well I guess-NO! WAIT! LEAVE ME ALONE!" Romano yells and grabs Matthew's sleeve. "Come on! I brought an extra helmet!" Matthew laughs a little. "Great! Let's go! Bye you guys~!" He says, waving goodbye as he's dragged out.
When they leave, Gilbert frowns. "There goes spending the day with Mattie…" Antonio and Francis pat him on the back. "It's ok Gil! You can have lunch with him at school tomorrow! We'll keep Lovi away!" The Spaniard says and Gilbert smiles at him. "Awesome! Alone time with Mattie~!" "Perhaps you can man up and ask him out~?" Francis coos and Antonio laughs as Gilbert glares at them. "Leave me alone! I will when I'm ready!" "It's been…how many years?" Antonio asks and Gilbert groans. "Mattie isn't someone you can just grab and do what you want with! You have to woo him and make him comfortable and in love with you as much as you are with him before you can make a move!"
Francis and Antonio look at him for a minute before laughing. "Oh my god you're hilarious!" "How cute~!" Antonio coos and Gilbert blushes. "It's not cute! It's awesome! It'll blow your mind with how awesome it is!" Francis smiles at him. "I wish you luck~! But remember, if you hurt my Mathieu in anyway I will have to hurt you!" Gilbert and Antonio laugh at the idea before noticing the dark look on Francis' face. "Oh…he's serious…." Antonio says before he and Gilbert laugh even harder.
Romano's POV:
Romano brings them to the docks as Matthew requested. "Why are we here…?" He asks and Matthew smiles at him. "I like it down here. It's pretty but simple…you know what I mean?" Matthew asks and Romano shakes his head. "I get the pretty…but you lost me at simple. I mean, it has a refurbished gazebo, lookout point with nice benches, even a food place in the visitors center…isn't that elaborate for an American dock?" Romano says and Matthew laughs a little.
"You think so little or American places! But I meant compared to the extravagant places I am forced to go to. It's far more peaceful and simple here. No need to be on edge and worried about messing up…it's nice, you know?" Matthew says and Romano shrugs. "I guess I understand…it's really simple compared to places in Italy as well, but that's to be expected in America." The brunette says and Matthew smiles at him. "You miss it there, huh?" "Yeah, it's way better there…er…no offence." Romano says and Matthew shrugs. "None taken."
Matthew looks at him curiously. "Did you drag me away because you hate Antonio? He's not really all that bad, you know." The Italian rolls his eyes. "I left because I have a mutual hatred of all three of them." Matthew gasps. "But Gilbert-! I-I mean Antonio-! I mean, all of them-!" Romano raises a brow. "Gilbert…? You like that annoying albino bastard?"
"H-he's not annoying! Or a bastard! He's very sweet!" Matthew yells and Romano looks at him a little surprised. "Well then….that would be a yes on the crush…" He mumbles and Matthew blushes. "I-! Um-! You see-! It's not like…well…h-he's just really nice! And good looking! And awesome! Er-! I mean-! Oh god!" Matthew squeaks, burying his bright red face in his hands and Romano groans. "Dear god…don't let him hear you say that…"
After a few hours of hanging out, Romano brings Matthew back home. "I'll see you later, I have work." Romano says and Matthew nods. "Hey! Let's trade numbers first!" Matthew offers and Romano nods, quickly trading numbers before heading to work.
Antonio's POV:
"EEHHHHHHH? HE JUST GAVE YOU IT?" Antonio whines, tears forming at the corners of his eyes, and Matthew nods. "Well…yeah…" The Spaniard sniffles and staggers over to the couch, sulking on it. "I'm…sorry…?" Matthew says confused and Francis comes over. "I know something to cheer you up!" Antonio looks up at him. "What…?" "Going out to dinner! To a certain Italian restaurant~!" Francis coos and the Spaniard looks at him starry eyed. "YES!"
A/N: I know! I know! I'm taking forever updating my stories! It's because my laptop is now dead and gone, so I have been writing them in a notebook and then typing them up...well...this is the first one, which explains it's shortness, but yeah. I'M SO SORRY! I WILL TRY TO UPDATE ALL OF IT MORE!