Contentment Chapter 4

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The seating arrangements turned out okay in Lovino's opinion. He was seated on the end of the row, so he was between the exit and Antonio. Which wasn't all that bad. Theoretically, if the tomato bastard became too much to handle, he was seated right by the door so he could make a quick getaway.

Lovino glanced over at Antonio, who was currently speaking with Mathias. So with a quick sweep over his head, he could make out who ended up sitting with who.

For the most part, the couples (or really close friends as most of them referred to themselves) remained together. The movie hadn't even started and they were all getting cozy.

Felix already pushed the arm rest up and was laying with his head in Toris' lap, who looked like he was already expecting this to happen. Tino had his arm hooked with Berwald's and even Mathias, who was still blabbing away, had a surprisingly content looking Lukas propped under his arm.

Lovino decided not to make a scene, but he was majorly pissed when his brother completely ignored his protest and sat with Ludwig. Granted, Feli was the one grabbing at him, Ludwig was actually the one who was gently pushing him back in his seat. That pissed Lovino off even more. What? So now Feliciano isn't good enough for you huh?

He didn't know if Ludwig was keeping his distance to respect Lovino's wishes or what, but no matter what that German did it always managed to piss him off.

Heracles and Kiku were still stuck together like glue, and eventually, Lovino's eyes made their way over to Matthew and Gilbert.

The two of them somehow managed to sit next to each other, now that Alfred's mind was off them and more on to keeping Arthur with him. The misfortunate Brit was now stuck sitting in between both the American and Frenchman, and Lovino could only thank God that it wasn't him.

But what really got him was the way Gilbert and Matthew were undoubtedly devoted to each other. Sure, all the other couples looked lovey dovey (at least way more lovey dovey than a couple of 'bros' should look) but Gil and Matthew took the cake. At the moment, in the slightly dimmed theatre as the commercials played and people filled the room, Gilbert had one arm wrapped around his boyfriend with Matt curled toward him.

Obviously Lovino couldn't hear them, but he could see them whispering back and forth to each other, laughing, occasionally stealing a kiss. It's the only time when Gilbert would let his guard down. When he was with Matthew.

"They're cute aren't they?"

Lovino slowly nodded his head. "Yeah..." He mumbled, not registering who he was talking to. When he finally realized, he jumped in his seat and flushed deeply. "I mean what?"

The Spaniard next to him chuckled, tearing his gaze from where he caught Lovino staring. "Mattie and Gilbert are goals aren't they?"

Lovino tched and rolled his eyes. "Goals? In what sense? Definitely not fashion because those two couldn't pick out a decent outfit to save their lives."

Antonio's smile glowed and he stretched his arms behind his head. "You would know tomato~"

Lovino slouched down in his seat. "And obviously you wouldn't. I mean look at what you're wearing. A soccer jersey? In below freezing weather? In a theatre? What the hell?"

Antonio bit back a laugh and refrained from commenting on how the younger Italian was wearing dirty wrinkled jeans and converse with holes in them (in fact he was wearing a pair of Antonio's old shoes that got too small). Instead he shook his head in a disapproving, affectionate kind of way. "Okay, okay. Anyways, are you excited?"

"For what exactly?" Lovino bit back with a raised brow.

Antonio nudged his head toward the screen with a shrug. "To see the movie? Duh!"

Lovino clicked his tongue unamused and shook his head. His eyes briefly drifted down the row of people, until they landed on a certain brunette girl. His mood darkened just a little bit as he prepared himself for the question he was now about to ask. "So. Why didn't you sit by Emma."

Lovino cursed himself when he realized his sneer was too obvious.

The older teen furrowed his brows and his green eyes were confused. He took a swig of his soft drink and offered Lovino a sip before answering, "Emma? Why would I specifically sit next to Emma amigo?"

Lovino scrunched his nose at the offer and rolled his eyes, his whole reason for being mad earlier now fresh again in his mind. And his melt down too. Lovino could feel his face warming up at the memory of him crying about something so stupid.

He buried his chin in his coat and turned away. "Because..."

Antonio grinned and leaned forward. "Because...?" He was almost on top of Lovino, his nose centimeters away from the younger boy's cheek for he was still turned away, when the lights dimmed further and the volume increased.

The movie was starting and Antonio let out a disappointed sigh as he eased back into his seat.

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To be honest, Antonio wasn't even sure what the movie was about. It started off okay, a regular girl with a regular life. Then she somehow manages to get caught up in some shady stuff and before you know it there are always gun being waved around in everyone's faces.

Antonio couldn't say he was enjoying it. He didn't know who picked it, but next time they should let him do it. He was sure everyone would enjoy his choice- a musical, comedy, or animated film.

This movies graphics were good, but a little too intense. The romantic scenes were sweet, but too unrealistic. And the dialogue was very strong. Yet, it wasn't unfamiliar- living with Lovino and all.

The Spaniard shook his head and rubbed his eyes. When did he become such a critiquing expert? After removing his hands he blinked his eyes so they could readjust to the bright screen, before stealing a glance Lovino's way.

Lovino looked as entertained as Antonio felt, and for whatever reason, that amused him. The smaller boy was curled up in his chair, his knees pulled up under his chin with his shoes leaving marks on the seat. His arms were crossed and his eyes were narrowed at the screen like it did something that offended him.

When Lovino looked over at him and raised an eyebrow, Antonio realized he had been staring. Instead of explaining himself, he shook his head fondly and turned back to the movie. His thoughts were still completely on the amazing human being next to him though. How his skin color was the perfect shade, or how his wavy auburn hair fell into his eyes with that random awkward curl that topped it all off. Or how the light reflects off his goldish-hazel eyes.

By the credits of the film, said Italian had concluded he spent the first half wondering why the stupid Spaniard was staring at him, and the second half wondering why he couldn't stop staring at Antonio. Even though nobody could read his mind, it was embarrassing nonetheless and he refused to accept Antonio's hand when he tries to help him up out of his chair.

Etheir way, it turned out pointless to stand up because it took a hell of a long time to usher everyone out of there. Tino was fast asleep and Berwald was sending menacing stares at anyone who even dared to wake him up. Lovino glared down the line, where he caught Emma and Elizabeta discussing the movie with wild hand gestures as Roderich yawned next to them.

Once they all managed to get out of the theatre and into the lobby Lovino couldn't help himself anymore and found himself gripping onto his roommate's arm so he wouldn't get lost in the crowd. Antonio had glanced at him in confusion at first but then just smiled softly before pulling him closer. Lovino flushed and looked away tiredly.

As they walked outside, Feli stumbled toward them holding tightly onto Ludwig again and rubbing his eyes. "Goodnight fratello." He yawned and gave his brother a quick kiss on the cheek. "In case we don't see each other when we head back to the dorms." He said goodbye to Antonio too and earned a hair ruffle from the Spaniard, before turning around. He grabbed onto Ludwig's shoulders and pulled him down a bit before collapsing on his back. The German easily picked him up, so Feliciano was situated upon him piggy-back style.

Ludwig nodded his head in polite acknowledgment. "Goodnight." He then walked through the parking lot with a sleeping Italian on his back.

Antonio watched them go and grinned a little. He really did think they were the cutest unofficial couple at their whole academy. "Wow Lovino." He started. "I can't believe you didn't blow up at th..." He glanced down at Lovino. Poor guy was barely managing to stay on his feet and his grip was starting to loosen.

Antonio hummed softly to himself, loving the vulnerable side of Lovi that didn't include throwing things. He smiled affectionately before gently shaking his arm. His eyes fluttered open and Antonio began directing him towards the car where the other three were hopefully waiting. If he didn't hurry, Ludwig wouldn't be the only one with a sleeping Italian on his back.

XXX

The ride back home was a complete blur for Lovino. All he recalled was sliding into the car with the other guys and then he was out cold. He didn't dream. Just slept peacefully.

That was, until he was interrupted. In his brain he could hear a voice going "Lovi! Lovi!" He wasn't sure what to expect, and being aroused like that, he didn't even remember where he was for a second.

He hesitantly peeked an eye open to see four familiar faces staring at him. And after another moment, he realized he was leaning against something, and it wasn't the door.

Embarrassed, he jumped back completely regretting getting in the car in the first place. He was just caught sleeping with his head on Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo's shoulder.

At his reaction, the guys laughed at him, including Matthew.. "Aw Lovi." Antonio cooed. Lovino wasn't sure how Antonio convinced Francis to let him sit in the middle, but his best bet was it was another game of Rock Paper Scissors.

Gilbert was clicking away at his phone and chuckling in a menacing way, causing Lovino's skin to crawl. "I'm gonna send this to Luddy!" The self-proclaimed Prussian announced.

The Italian stiffened. If that got around to his brother, he would never hear the end of it. Would be even worse if Elizabeta got a hold of it!

Before he could backhand the German, Antonio leaned forward. "Ooo send me one too amigo!"

"Aww hell no!" Lovino voiced and snatched the phone out of Gilbert's hand earning a loud hey! He quickly went to the photo stream and deleted it. Then he tossed the device back at the albino.

"Jokes on you, scrub." He giggled, glancing at Francis who just grinned. "I'll just have Luddy send it back to me."

Lovino's scowled deepend. He made a mental note to break Ludwig's phone the next day.

After the group settled down a bit, Matthew unbuckled himself and swung his door open. "Okay guys we gotta get out. I have to get back to the room or Alfred will be out for blood."

They scurried out of the car and began for the door in a group. After a moment, Gilbert sniggered. "Yeah, and back at my dorm I have an Austrian to terrorize."

Francis flipped his hair. "Honhon~ and I have a Brit to annoy."

Antonio avoided an icy spot on the sidewalk and ran a hand through his hair. "And I have a tomato to cuddle!"

Lovino glanced in the guys' direction and crossed his arms. "Definitely not." He scoffed and walked a bit faster.

Antonio's closest friends both laughed out loud while Matthew shot him a sympathetic look. Antonio just muttered an 'ah he's so cute~'.

Once entering the door and making it to the boys' hall, Francis was dropped off at his room first. As they continued, they could hear the Frenchman ask if Arthur was in the bathroom through the door- then a lot of British slang piercing the air.

Next was Gilbert. Matthew gave him a brief hug and was on his way, when Gilbert snagged him from behind and brought him back in a kiss.

Lovino blushed and took a step back, not being sure how to react. As he debated in his mind whether to leave or not, the decision was made when a smiling Antonio pushed him further toward their room.

"Who knows when they'll be done?" Antonio's eyes looked knowing, like this wasn't the first time it happened. "I think Matthew will make it back to his dorm on his own, yeah?"

Lovino shrugged the older teen off him and huffed.

After entering the dorm, Antonio immediately collapsed on his bed. Lovino, worrying a little bit more about his hygiene, stopped at the bathroom to clean up a bit.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, he found himself walking towards his bed, eyes glued on his roommate.

Antonio was currently hugging his pillow and facing the wall, Lovino could only assume the Spaniard was already asleep.

Lovino shook his head and got under his covers clicking off the light. It was a long, looooonggg emotional day. The next day would be normal, hopefully. One thing still bugged Lovino though. What the fuck were those idiots up to earlier anyways?

The Italian sighed. That tomato bastard always seemed to be on his mind at such inconvenient times.

As his eyelids began to feel heavy, across the room he could hear a comforting voice mutter, "Goodnight my little tomato.."

XXX

That morning started off normal enough. Lovino was woken up once again by Antonio, who was so desperately trying to be quiet, stumbling around the room and dropping something in the shower. Once the Spaniard left the room, Lovino went back to his precious sleep time.

Once his alarm clock was off, Lovino begrudgingly got up and got ready for the day. He grabbed his backpack, slipped on his winter jacket, and pulled on some boots. Then he finished off his departure by slamming the door rather aggressively.

He made it out a little bit early that day, so when he found Antonio standing with the others he wasn't surprised. Lovino was always nearly late, so Antonio would continue to wait while all the others would usually go to class.

That idiot was lucky he actually showed up today.

Upon walking over he was quickly greeted by an argument between the two native English speakers present.

"I'm telling you ya git," Arthur scoffed and adjusted his backpack strap. "Your script is so unrealistic. No bloody person could survive any of that!"

Alfred chuckled and pushed his glasses up his nose. "Yeah they could! They're the heroes of the story!"

As the two continued bantering, Lovino planted himself next to Kiku. Antonio stilled didn't notice him, for he was too busy trying to help Francis boost Gilbert into a tree.

"Hello Lovino." Kiku greeted, cheeks a light shade of pink.

"Hi Kiku." Lovino said with a huff, willing to stay polite because it was Kiku. "Where are my brother and the potato bastard?"

Kiku blinked and glanced at the door. "Feliciano left our dorm early to meet up with Ludwig. I guess they had a project to work on together."

"Of course." The twin spat, bringing his palm to his forehead.

"They are rather something aren't they?" The Japanese boy smiled.
Lovino turned to him. "Hm?"

Kiku shrugged. "So different. Yet best friends. Both so annoying-in their own ways of course." The two of them might have their own 'special' relationship, but Kiku, being the third member in their circle, had seen it all. He knows how annoying those two can get.

Lovino lightly chuckled. "That I can agree with."

Kiku glanced up at him, opening his mouth to say something else, when he heard two voices yell "LOVINO!" and then a loud grunt. The loud grunt was Gil falling out of the tree.

The first voice was familiar of course- belonging to Antonio. Then second one slightly confused Lovino for he tried avoiding Felix like the plague.

Said Polish boy was currently modeling a fashionable parka and the same pink beanie from the night before. He also had on skinny jeans and Uggs- Lovino had to give him props for the outfit though. He planted himself in front of the three other boys and breathed deeply as if he were out of breath. "Lovino." He breathed out again.

"What bastard?"

Felix stood up straight. "I noticed you were the last one here, so like, have you seen Toris anywhere? Like anywhere? I totally need to copy his English homework and I found his pink beanie he must have dropped it!"

Lovino awkwardly stared at him for a moment and pondered why the hell would he know where Toris would be? He glanced at Kiku who shrugged before remembering something briefly. "Oh yeah, I saw that bastard earlier. He was with some other jerk wearing glasses by the laundry rooms."

The Pole grinned and threw his hands in the air, like this information completely solved his problem. "Like, you have my thanks!" He shouted before running off.

Lovino raised an eyebrow for a moment when Antonio patted his back. "Good job Lovi! That was very nice to help him."

"Please, I would hardly call that helping."

Antonio smiled lightly and shrugged. "Okay okay. But Lovi I have to admit to something."

Lovino perked up, thinking that this might just be about that bullshit he pulled yesterday with Emma. "Hm?"

"I used your fancy shampoo."

Lovino's head shot up and his eyes widened. "You what!?"

Antonio stepped back but was laughing. "Sorry! But your hair always smells so good, so I thought, why can't my hair hair smell that good?"

Lovino threw his arms up, ignoring the smile of amusement on Kiku's face. "Get your own you idiot! That's mine-!" Honk!

Everyone's heads shot toward the host of the sound. Lovino was dreading it, knowing exactly who it was. "Toni~!" Emma sang as she stepped out of the car with another bag in her hand.

Antonio grinned from ear to ear. He glanced at Lovino for a moment. "Wait here, I'll be right back." Then he skipped over toward her car like he did the previous day.

Upon seeing them exchange words made Lovino's blood boil, but what really set him off was when Mathias shouted, "Yeah! Get some Toni!"

Neither Toni or Emma seemed to notice or care, as they continued speaking. Lovino though, he curled his hands into fist and stomped up the steps, ignoring the questioning, "Lovino?" Kiku whispered.

XXX

Second period was even weirder that day than it was the previous day for Antonio.

When he got there, the girls were trying to pool around Lovino but he lashed out at them, scaring them all shitless. They retreated to the other side of the room, glancing accusingly at him every few seconds.

Antonio's lip quivered and he began for the back of the room to see what was troubling the younger boy. He quickly felt a hand on his chest, pushing him back gently.

He was surprised to see Arthur standing there with his arms crossed and Lukas standing next to him looking indifferent. "Leave him be for a bit." Arthur huffed. "You're only going to manage to piss him off more."

Antonio cocked his head to the side. "What? No, I'm the best at making him feel better."

Arthur scoffed. "Haven't you realized you always make him more worked up?"

The Spaniard blinked. "No."

Lukas glanced up at him, exasperated. "You're almost Mathias airhead worthy."

Antonio smiled widely. "Yay! I love Mathias!"

The two self-proclaimed wizards shared concerned glanced. They merely shook their heads and took their seat, grateful they could keep him busy until the bell rang.

When Lovino got kicked out of class for cursing out the teacher during attendance, Antonio slumped down in his seat. What was wrong with him? This is exactly how he was yesterday... But last night he seemed fine after their talk...

That day at lunch Lovino didn't show up. No one knew where he was. During their fifth period, the only other class they had together, Antonio came in late. Upon coming in late, he had no opportunity to talk to Lovino. During the hour long lecture Lovino kept his head down, and when the bell rang he was the first one out of the room.

That night back in the dorm, Antonio waited hours for his closest friend. It was far past the time Lovino came back. There was a possibility he was with Feli, but there was also another small percent chance that he was with Matthew or Kiku. But if he was with Feli or Kiku, there was a good chance he was with Ludwig too, and Antonio couldn't see that happening. And if he was with Matthew, he might be with Gilbert. And why would Lovino hang out with Gil when he wouldn't even talk to Antonio?

Whoever he was with, no one was answering their flippin phones. He ran his hands through his hair and flipped back on his bed. Then he pulled his backpack up on his bed and pulled out a folder. He decided he might as well pass the time by doing homework- something that was kind of new for him.

When the clock hit 1:00 AM he almost called the police. He was just unlocking his phone when he heard the door click.

He glanced up and his green eyes met hazel. They both remained quiet for a second before Lovino said, "what are you doing?"

Antonio glanced at the piles of papers surrounding him. "Homework." He mildly blushed.

Lovino broke the gaze and set his bag on the floor. "Since when do you do homework?"

Antonio grinned and set his feet on the floor. "Since you told me you don't date stupid people."

Antonio watched as Lovino forced a scowl and the color on his face brightened. "I thought you would be asleep by now."

Antonio shook his head. "I couldn't sleep. Not with you missing-"

"Don't give me that shit.

Antonio paused and stared at Lovino who was still avoiding eye contact. "What Lovi?"

"We're both big boys." Lovino spat and kicked his shoes off. "I don't need you, you don't need me. I know you are only friends with me out of pity."

"Lovi-"

"Our whole relationship is built on pity!" Lovino nearly shouted. "The only reason you became my friend is because you felt bad for me! That I was such a jackass that no one wanted to partner up with me at Gil's fucking birthday party in sixth grade-"

"You know I specifically asked Ludwig to get Feli to bring you." Antonio cut in. He paused for a moment, taking in the younger boy's reaction. "I had seen you around school before and I had wanted to talk to you."

"Probably because you saw me alone all the time and you pitied me!" Lovino threw his head back and shook his head.

"No." Antonio shifted in his seat and then stood up.

"Well, whatever, I don't give a shit." He rolled his shoulders. "It's not the first time."

The Spaniard frowned.

"Not the first time someone's lead me on. Let's be real Antonio after next year, your graduating, and then you're probably going to completely forget about me."

Antonio froze. He never thought that. He never really thought about what he would do after high school, but he always assumed the two of them would remain close. Did Lovino really feel like he was getting left behind? "Is that what has been bugging you the last two days?"

He leaned forward to wrap him in a hug, when Lovino took a step back slamming his back on the wall. Tears threatened to fall down his face and he swallowed. "Of course not you jerk! I wouldn't let something stupid like that get to me!"

"Tell me then."

"I don't want to."

When a tear dripped down Lovino's face, he tried to hide it, but before he could he broke out into more sobs. Antonio held out a hand and Lovi snapped.

"Don't touch me!" He screeched and shoved the older boy back.

"Lovino! You need to tell me so I can help-!"

"I don't want your fucking help!"

"Lovino.." The Spaniard whispered, both hands gripping his hair. "Keeping secrets won't help."

Lovino's fist made contact with wall. "ME? SECRETS? You're the one with secrets you bastard! It's your fault! It's your fault!"

"My fault? I- Lovino I don't underst-!" And before he could finish his sentence, the shorter boy sprang forward wrapping his arms around his neck.

Lovino's lips were on his own before he even knew what was happening. His eyes were wide open as Lovino balanced on his tiptoes a little bit more.

After a brief few more seconds, Antonio closed his eyes and melted into the kiss. His mouth moved with Lovino's and he leaned in further, until Lovino's back was pressed against the wall again. A whimper escaped the Italians lips as he wrapped his arms tighter around Antonio. Antonio brought his hands up to Lovino's hair and was running his fingers through the auburn wavy locks when he felt a punch in the gut and he stumbled backwards.

Antonio was breathing heavily as he stared back at an extremely red Lovi, who was angrily wiping his mouth on his sleeve. "Y-you bastard!" He stuttered, his hazel eyes threatening to spill again. "You are cheating on Emma you asshole!"

Antonio's mouth fell open and he raised an eyebrow. "Wait-huh?"

Lovino shoved a finger at him and growled. "Don't act like you don't know! You're not very sneaky! I see the way you are with her! You run up to her every morning, and hug her all the time!"

"I'm like that with you too aren't I Lovi?" At seeing Lovino's bright face, he had to refrain from commenting 'if not more so toward you'.

"Whatever! I saw you kiss her cheek yesterday when you were suppose to be waiting for me! She's always bringing you some shady shit in a bag, and if she's just your dealer then you two are-" when Antonio began laughing right in front of him, Lovino's bottom lip trembled in anger.

He shoved past the older boy toward his bed, trying to hide his tears again. "Insensitive ass-"

Antonio pulled him back by his arm and cupped his face, plastering a kiss on his lips, just like they saw Gil do to Matthew the night before.

He pulled away, staring down at a wide eyed Lovino. His eyes were puffy and a enormous blush was splashed across his whole face. The crease on his forehead was nonexistent, and Antonio swooned on the inside at the innocent look he was giving. "Don't worry my lil' tomato, she's not my girlfriend. Heh, or dealer." He stroked his cheek and continued. "She's just a really close friend which is why I am the way I am with her. But.. That shady bag she gives me.. Those are my tomato plants."

The scowl returned. "What."

The Spanish boy awkwardly rubbed his neck. "Yeah, I kept getting busted for growing them in the dorm ya know? So I thought let's go for it! She lives so close to the academy, so I asked her to take care of them."

His blush remained there, but his scowl did too. "Wait, you were worried about getting busted for your fucking tomatoes again when you have a fucking pet turtle?" As if to prove his point, he pointed across the room at the small tank on Antonio's desk. A little green head was poking out of the water.

Antonio flushed but laughed at himself nonetheless. "Si I guess you're right." He ruffled the shorter boy's hair who was now staring down at his feet.

He reached forward and wrapped his arms around Lovino, pulling him into his chest. He buried his head in the fluffy auburn hair and smiled.

This was all he ever wanted. Ever since he met Lovino, he was drawn to him in some sort of way. As kids, it was an odd infatuation. The way his eyes changed color in the sunlight, the way his hair curled, the way he cursed and wasn't even scared of the consequences. Antonio didn't even know half those words despite being a year older. Come to find out later, Lovino didn't know what they meant at the time either.

But as the years went on and he came more to terms with himself, he started to understand his feelings for the younger boy. When Antonio realized he liked boys, he wasn't completely shocked. He always found himself admiring them over girls. And although his family still didn't understand him, he didn't care. He didn't give up on his religion, still proudly wearing his cross necklace everyday.

His feelings for Lovino only increased over the years, and somehow he was never actually worried about what was gonna happen between them. Although he is a year older, he always thought of them as rooming together in college and then just never leaving each other. And in a way, by kissing Lovi, he kind of one upped himself.

He chuckled lightly against Lovino's head again and the Italian stirred. "What?"

"Nothing," the Spaniard smiled. "It's just your fancy shampoo smells really good."

"Shut up."

XXX

The two boys settled in for the night, it now being 1:30. Lovino clicked off the light and each of them flopped down in their respective beds.

Staring up at the ceiling, Lovino thought about what he just did. He just fucking kissed Antonio. In self-embarrassment he hid his face under his blankets.

Ever since that fateful day at that God-forsaken birthday, Lovino hasn't gone more than five hours without thinking about that tomato bastard. As much as he hates to admit it, that little ray of positivity was one of the few things that managed to fish him out of his depression. Meds and therapy weren't able to do it, but a smiling seventh grader was. Go figure, Lovino always thought.

When Lovino's feelings became a little more complicated for the older boy, that was the only time he was ever thankful for Ludwig's existence. After seeing that his brother, though he hates the thought of it, was completely smitten with another boy, he felt a little less alienated. Even if he did have an itty-bitty crush on his male friend, he was just like anyone else.

"Lovino?"

Lovino lifted his head and glanced at Antonio, who was sitting up in his bed. Even in the complete dark he could catch a glimpse of the glowing green eyes. "What bastard?"

Antonio chuckled at the familiarity. "So what are we now?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well," Antonio giggled. "You did kiss me."

Lovino turned bright red again and he flipped toward the wall. "I don't know what your talking about bastard."

"Lovi~!" Toni whined flipping back onto his turtle plushie.

"If you shut up I'll make you pasta this weekend."

Antonio grinned and closed his eyes. He loved Lovi and he was pretty sure Lovi's feeling were mutual. After all, Lovi only makes pasta for people he loves right?.

He was content with that.

The End

Was it good? Please tell me what you liked and what not blah blah blah

Yeah. All the drama in this was caused by a misunderstanding. Tomatoes do that to people.

Sorry the kiss scene sucks i cannot write that shit for the life of me. Also, just to clarify, Lovi was not completely passed his depression, Toni just helped improve his depression. I know depression is not that easy to conquer.

One more thing-Who here likes Gerita? I hope you all raised you hand cause I have a one shot planned for them! It wont be connected to this story at all but stay tuned!

Lastly, thanks to everyone who commented, favorited, and followed. It means a lot. This is the first multi chap fic I've ever finished and have been genuinely proud of. (Despite it being super short lolly)

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