A/n: I don't really have much to say here except I have no idea about my own story anymore, XD! I've been trying to finish it and I don't know how to end it. Thanks to those who are enjoying so far, and are following the story. Anyways as always, enjoy! ~
Disclaimer: I do not own this amazing thing called Hetalia. Or the characters.
~Chapter 4~
Had it been too long? Too late? Lovino shook his head. He refused to believe it. It was probably not as bad as he thought. It had probably barely harmed him. Hell, Lovino had seen Antonio go through war and bleed intensely, and yet survive through it. He had probably panicked for no reason. It probably didn't hit anything important. At least that's what Lovino would tell himself. Lovino truthfully couldn't be sure. He tried to shut those nasty thoughts out, and stood up, sashaying over to a nearby vending machine and grabbing a drink. He picked up the clipper and drank slowly. Lovino not only loved the bastard, but his food and drinks weren't too bad either. He thought about the first time he'd been in Spain. Antonio had introduced him to the sweet strawberry drink he held in his hand, but also a lovely dish known as paella. Lovino relished the moment sipping at his drink. He hadn't even realized how much he'd been smiling.
"Sir?" A doctor questioned Lovino.
"Eh, yes?" Lovino stammered.
"Oh. Are you Lovino Vargas?" Lovino's heart began racing and his chest tightened, he wasn't quite sure he was ready to hear what was to be said. The doctor gave a small smile.
"I wouldn't worry your friend is fine, strangely enough. The EMT's examined him in the truck and said there was at least three holes, one in the leg, one in the chest and one in the shoulder. They said he was losing a lot of blood, and yet when they got him in, we only saw one hole in his chest and the bullet wasn't too hard to take out. Fortunately, it managed not to hit any of his vital organs, so he will probably recover soon though he will probably be quite woozy and sore, for the next two days. He'll probably have to stay for observation for tonight but should be able to leave tomorrow." Lovino felt a weight lift off his shoulders as the doctor gave him the good news. He had worried for nothing. Now all Lovino wanted was to see him, and be close to him.
"Uh, will I be able to see him soon?" Lovino asked quietly.
"Yes, the anesthetic should be wearing off soon."
"Okay can you, umm…" The doctor nodded, somehow understanding what he wanted and led him down the hall to a small hospital room where Antonio lay sleeping. Lovino smiled. He couldn't help it, he was exuberant! "Can I go in now?"
"Sure." The doctor answered, opening the door and shutting it behind Lovino. Lovino looked at Antonio asleep and felt his cheeks warm. He had bandages around his chest and no shirt on. Damn, why did he get so flustered by such things? He stepped over and pulled a chair up beside Antonio's bedside. Before sitting he brushed Antonio's dark, lovely hair out of his face.
"Bastard, I love you. You better not have done something to have this happen to you intentionally… Aghk!" Lovino reflexively jumped backwards as Antonio's charming, green eyes fluttered open to greet him.