As he was walking the streets Romano thought, 'fucking idiot. Doesn't know what the hell he's taking about'. He thought back to the night when Antonio kissed him. Romano put his fingers to his lips.
'It wasn't terrible.' He frowned, 'that damn bastard' he thought as he took off towards Antonio's house.
Romano barrelled into the house and Antonio jumped out of the couch, "Dios mio Lovi! You scared me!"
"Damn right I did bastard!" Romano yelled as he took an angry step towards the Spaniard
"Lovi what's wrong?" Antonio asked taking a step back.
"You should know what the fuck is wrong you bastard!"
Antonio just stared at him. Romano let out a frustrated sigh, "You. Fucking. Kissed. Me" he growled.
A smiled slowly spread onto Antonio's face, "Lovi that's what you're upset about?" he took a daring step toward Romano.
"Don't come any closer to me you bastard."
Antonio paused and tilted his head in confusion.
"You, you like me?" Romano questioned softly.
Antonio's smile softened, "No, te quiero, Lovi"
Romano looked him in the eyes, "Really?"
Antonio engulfed him in a hug, "Of course mi tomate."
Romano blushed and wrapped his arms around Antonio, "Don't call me that bastard."
Antonio laughed," but why Lovi? You look just like one."
Romano blushed more and to shut up the basted he wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him. Antonio smiled into the kissed and wrapped his arms around Romano.
"I love you Lovi"
"I love you too."
