My dear readers, the amount of OOCness in this chapter is too damn high… I think :p
TUESDAY LATER: After acceptance comes reliance. Teach me, maestro!
There are things that you have to accept. Like a confession, especially when you are the one who confessed.
Last time on Seven Day Story…
"Good morning class. Today we have a former culinary student to cook with us for the day," the teacher announced.
"Buenos diaz!"
Lovino spit out the tomato seeds at the Spaniard.
"That's not a very nice thing to do to our guest, Mr. Vargas," their teacher, Mr. Edelstein droned dully.
"W-W-Wha- Why a-are you here?" Lovino stammered. Behind him, the other students nodded in Lovino's question. They were also curious at the sudden guest. It was unusual to have ex-students to join them.
"Well, Mr. Edelstein was kind enough to let me sit in~" Antonio answered cheerfully while wiping the tomato seeds from his face.
Suddenly, everyone focused on Mr. Edelstein. (They didn't noticed Antonio lick some of the seeds from his hand… well, except from Elizabeta. Everyone knows that she can focus at two things at a time!) The Austrian quite blushed at the sudden attention.
"Hem hem," he coughed. "It was a good change I guess, hem hem," he avoided the questioning gaze of the students.
In the student's minds…
How rare for Mr. Edelstein to be this friendly… Maybe he is just close to Antonio?
Close to Antonio…
Close to Antonio…
Close to Antonio…
(Flashback! "Apparently, Antonio is currently dating another guy!")
C-C-Could it be-!
A sexy image of the two men in front suddenly crossed their minds.
The whole class (excluding Lovino of course) blushed. The first one to collapse was Elizabeta.
"T-Too much yaoi!" she wept as she run to the door, nursing a massive nosebleed. Next, Bella stood up suddenly, her face in her hands. Lovino glanced at her with concern. Is she crying? She also walked out of the door, but a noticeable trail of blood was seeping though her hands. Then, many other girls also followed (including the gossip girls a while ago), as well as some guys, all leaving a stream of blood. In the end, only Lovino, Antonio and the Mr. Edelstein was left behind.
"What just happened?" Antonio asked at no one in particular.
Lovino just gaped, and Roderich adjusted his specs.
"It seems there was a nosebleed breakout," the teacher stated the obvious.
"No shit, Sherlock," Lovino grumbled.
"Shut up, Watson," the pale guy snapped. He adjusted his glasses again. "Anyway… just do whatever you want for now," he said simply and he elegantly walked out. Lovino thought, how lazy.
"Lovi, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" suddenly, the Spaniard whispered hoarsely from behind Lovino's ear. How the hell did he end up there? And what the hell is he thinking!
"We're all alone in this kitchen…"
Lovino's heart was pounding in his chest so hard, as if it's attempting to escape. Antonio's voice was tickling Lovino's ears. The room seems to be hotter all of a sudden.
"And the teacher said," Antonio continued. Lovino shuddered involuntarily as the Spaniard's breath touched his sensitive skin. "We can do whatever we want…"
Lovino is sweating now. Really, his body seems on fire. He closed his eyes and waited for the worst. He felt Antonio pressing his body against his, his hands extended to reach…
.
.
.
…the ladle? W-W-W-What?
"…so I decided to cook for you, Lovi! I know you still haven't eaten a proper breakfast!" Antonio happily proclaimed and he went back to the stove behind them, stirring what seems to be paella. So that's why it became warmer. Anyways, Lovino was left in a blushing mess, still inwardly cursing his stupid intuition.
What the hell was that?
A few minutes later, Antonio finished his handiwork. Even Lovino was enticed by the delicious aroma of the Spanish dish. But he isn't called tsundere for nothing.
"Here Lovi, take a bite~" the Spaniard offered a spoonful.
"I-I don't want it," Lovino pouted, looking away from the drool-inducing meal.
"You know you want it~" Antonio cooed, following Lovino whenever he looks away.
"I said I don't," the Italian huffed in a small voice.
"Come on, I'll feed you~"
Lovino felt his stomach grumble.
"Say 'aahhh'!"
"I- - - !"
Antonio took the opportunity to shove the paella in Lovino's mouth as soon as he opened his lips to shout at the Spaniard. Sly bastard.
Lovino chewed the food, trying his best to look disgusted.
"How is it?" Antonio stared intently at the Italian. Lovino blushed at the SPICINESS, not because he was conscious at the Spaniard staring at him so fixedly, damn it.
"Not bad," he answered shortly, helping himself with a serving of the dish. Antonio joined him in his early lunch.
"This is better than cafeteria food, isn't it?" Antonio said conversely.
"Those crap shouldn't be considered food," Lovino murmured through his food, all the while thinking if the tastelessness of the cafeteria food was the eyebrow bastard's doing. Sounds legit, actually.
"Maybe we should always do this," the Spaniard suggested.
"Don't tell me you're planning to barge in the culinary class again!" Lovino spat.
"That's a great idea, Lovi!" Antonio delightedly said. Lovino face palmed at his fault. He even encouraged the bastard!
"No, it isn't…"
"Maybe I should ask Roderich to let me sit in for a week~"
"No, don't…"
"But why, Lovino? Don't you want to be with me?" the Spaniard fussed.
"I don't," Lovino barked, quivering at the very thought.
"Well anyways, maybe I really should ask Roderich…" Antonio exclaimed determinedly. "At least for a week…"
Lovino's ears perked at Antonio's last words. At least for a week. That's right. This hell of a ride ends in one week. And then… then Bella said that she would be confessing again next week. Lovino felt perturbed. If in the end, Bella would still want to date Antonio, then Lovino's predicament with the Spaniard will just be wasted. Sure, he said that he'd want to make Bella happy, and if Antonio's the one to make Bella happy then so be it. However, Elizabeta's and Antonio's words kept repeating in his mind.
"But really, Lovino… you've been with her for a long time. Why haven't you confessed to her yet?"
"Why not make her happy yourself?"
Well, the answer was easy. He can't. He has no confidence, no proper experience whatsoever. But Antonio has. And so…
"Hey, Antonio."
"Hmmm?"
"I'd stop trying to break-up with you."
"Really?" Antonio hoisted up, his eyes shining.
"In one condition."
"..what condition?" the Spaniard was abashed for a bit.
"Treat me like a woman," Lovino murmured, looking down as steam escaped his ears.
to be continued...
Another mishmash of a chapter. Teehee. I'll stop defending myself X3
I think I'm making the story progress really slowly. Sorry about that. I just want to put some detail (but I think I'm failing miserably) on how our two lovely Latinos would fall head over sneakers with each other. So, to make up for it, I'll try my best to update daily.
Lovi's Tomato Lover – I'll go with you in choking those girls. They're in the clinic right now, recovering from their nosebleeds X3
animebaka14 – the waiter thing… I don't know myself wahahaha. Their school must be very special that they have waiters in the cafeteria. I think it's Arthur's shift in the morning (though I think he was already fired last chapter) and Yoong Soo at lunch then Hong in the evening, BTW Ivan's the cashier. (Was it obvious that I'm just picking the characters randomly? Haha) They also just focus on their departments (like culinary department only cooks and sports club only play sports). Now I want to study in their school hahaha.