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One Step at a Time
*Ring*
Antonio was startled when Lovino's phone suddenly rang. 'Idiot Brother' says the screen. (His number was named 'Tomato Bastard,' really what would you expect?)
"Hello?"
"So you found my phone."
"Yeah, Lovino. Why did you go home already?" Antonio asked as he took Lovino's bag from the couch.
"... I felt like it," the Italian murmured. Antonio swears that it sounds so sad.
"Ahh, sí. I'm sorry for dragging you like that," he said apologetically. He carries the backpack and walk out in to the night.
"It's alright... It's not like you didn't think that I'd be out of place there."
"But still... It wasn't fair for you. Really what was I thinking..." Antonio felt guiltier every second.
"It doesn't matter 'cause..." Lovino swallowed. "I also want to spend this day with you. And I think I gotta do it in a way..."
The Spaniard was speechless. He also felt like his face was on fire. On the other line, so was Lovino.
"Anyway, I just called to tell you that I'll get my things tomorrow so good night..."
"Are you already in your room? Come out a bit."
"What?"
And then the line was dead. The Italian was confused at the command but still he found himself stepping out of his balcony. He heard a thump from the gate and found a bag thrown at the ground. Next, he saw a person's shadow climbing the gate from the outside.
He was instantly filled with dread. The man must be a robber! He instantly crouched down into a crawling position, peeking to the shadow through the gaps of his balcony fence. He quickly dialled for Antonio.
"Antonio! T-There's a robber in the house!"
"What?"
"He-He's walking on the pathwalk to our house! I saw him climbing our gate when you asked me to go out!" Lovino trembled.
"Look, Lovino. Please calm down. I'm currently in the pathwalk you are talking about and I don't see anyone around..."
"You're what?"
"I'm walking to your house?"
"Where are you? Wave at me! I can still see from the balcony."
Lovino saw the suspicious shadow waving at him.
What the hell.
"You scared the shit out of me, bastard! Why didn't you say that you're sneaking at my house!"
"I-I'm sorry! I wanted to surprise you," Antonio was kneeling before Lovino in the balcony (he climbed through the fire exit ladder).
"Well I was fucking surprised, thank you very much!" the Italian snarled sarcastically. He was heaving in anger, panic, and adrenaline. "When you said you were also there... I thought that maybe the robber might attack you," suddenly the Italian broke into a sob.
The Spaniard quickly got to his feet and embraced his boyfriend. "I'm very sorry, querido... When Gil told me you already left, I was really guilty and sad. I was really looking forward for that sleep over... And then when I heard your voice, (probably for the first time this whole day) I realized how I already missed you and I wanted to see you at once."
"Stupid bastard..." Lovino said chokingly on the Spaniard's chest. Antonio meanwhile was rubbing Lovino's back.
"Forgive me..?"
The Italian withdrew himself from Antonio's comforting warmth and gazed at the Spaniard. Once again, olive met emerald. Still being held close by the Spaniard, Lovino braced himself for a kiss...
But it did not come.
"Ahh, Lovi! I really want to thank you properly for your gift."
Again. He avoided it again.
"Yeah, your welcome! I don't care if you're a fucking book-phobic, you have to read that, damn it!" Lovino snarled, pushing Antonio away and turning around.
"Of course, of course," Antonio assured him. "Anything for mi amor." Lovino felt the Spaniard's toned arms wrapping around him again, Antonio's chin resting over his head. Sneaky bastard. "It's still my birthday, right?"
Lovino glanced at his watch: 11:54.
"Yeah, it is."
"Can I spend the remaining minutes with mi corazon?"
"Suit yourself," Lovino whispered. Antonio's hug became a bit tighter.
"Can mi amor sing me happy birthday?"
"You're crossing the line, bastard."
"Por favor?" How does Antonio manage to sound so adorable?
"Fuck." Lovino had given up.
Cumpleaños feliz
cumpleaños feliz
te amo Antonio
cumpleaños feliz.
Lovino sang very softly, hoping that the Spaniard haven't heard the altered lyrics. But on a quiet night like this, even Matthew's whispers sound loud.
"Yo también te amo," Antonio murmured while taking Lovino's hand in his and bringing it close to his lips. "Te amo." (He kissed the folded fingers) "Te amo mucho." (He kissed the back of the hand) "Te amo siempre y para siempre." (He intertwined their fingers and returned to embracing Lovino)
They retained that position until a clock chimed midnight somewhere. Slowly, the Spaniard let go.
"Thank you very much, Lovino."
"Yeah."
"I'll be going now..." Antonio returned to the fire exit ladder.
"Yeah... Be careful!" The Spaniard smiled before descending. The Italian also went back to his room.
"Oh, wait..."
Lovino glanced back.
"Tomorrow, Valentines Day."
Yes?
"I want you to spend it with me, sí?" Antonio was looking very hopeful and apprehensive.
"Do you still have to ask? Moron."
Antonio just smiled and went. When Lovino was finally alone, he kissed his hand where he felt Antonio's lips brushed a while ago.
These small steps... I hope one day, they will bring me closer to you.
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Fluffy chapter. I'm marking this complete in the mean time again. I still have SO MANY further plans for this story but if I stopped updating because something happened to me (I was bitten by my cat by accident, but I won't get injected because... I don't want to make my parents spend money! We're poor! And I trust my cat? Something like that. I have read many articles about rabies but my cat shows no signs of infection. She just accidentally bit my finger when I was feeding her...), you can think of this as the closing chapter. But if I'm still alright by say, next week... I'll take requests from the first five reviewers for this chapter. (Celebrating life, yeah!) How's that? See you again... I hope ^ヮ^