#7: Disney Movies
"I hate this fucking movie!" Lovino hollered into Antonio's sweater, his voice cracking with every shuddering sobbed escaping his chest. "I fucking hate it!"
"Lovi, shh, it's okay, cariƱo. It's just a movie."
"It's not JUST a movie, you asshole! I-It's-" Hiccup. "-m-more complicated than that...it's so stupid!"
"Oh, Lovi," Antonio sighed, a hand stroking his boyfriend's soft brown hair, the other hand tracing a quivering spine in an act of reassurance. "Are you sad that Aladdin set Genie free?"
No response. Just loud, heartfelt sobs coming from deep within the Italian. Of course Antonio knew it was coming; that one scene towards the end always left Lovi as a sad, wailing little tomato. "'I'll miss you'," Aladdin on-screen had said. Genie had replied with, "'Me too, Al. And no matter what happens, you'll always be a prince to me'." Then Lovino's bottom lip started quivering, his eyes filled with tears, and after a few had spilled down his cheeks, his throat tightened and loud, uncontrollable sobs came spewing from him.
"You know he had to," Antonio continued in a murmur, and Lovino burrowed his face further into the soft red sweater. "He couldn't be selfish. And Genie wanted to be free."
"B-But I didn't want him to leave," the little Italian blubbered, the tears soaking several spots on his boyfriend's sweater. His words were harder to understand because little choking hiccups were making his voice crack horribly. "I-I wanted him to stay..."
"He wants to see the world, Lovi. He's never seen it."
"H-He could have seen it with Aladdin and that bitch!"
"No, Lovi, they have their own lives to live. And so does Genie."
As usual, that only make the waterfall gush more. It was always like this when they took a trip back to their Disney era. These movies were the only things on this planet from Antonio's research that can really break Lovino down. He wasn't sure what it was about these sweet little animated films that would make a tough, grown, badass like Lovi himself cry like he was five years old. They went to the cinema every time a new Disney movie came out, and with every single one - Tangled, The Princess and the Frog, Brave, hell, even Steamboat Willie - Lovi always ended up walking out with tears falling from his face. It was strange. It was bizarre. But it was so cute.
Antonio smiled, and Lovino must have a smile radar, for he bitterly spat through his tears, "What the fuck are you smiling about, you bastard? This isn't funny!"
"No, it's not. But you are just so cute, mi amor." The Spaniard squeezed Lovino closer, kissing his moist cheek and jaw. "So, so cute..."
"Shut up," Lovino hissed, but he was starting to calm down now, having relieved himself of all his tears and emotions.
It wasn't very long before the living room was silent, save for the occasional sniffle. Around ten minutes of silence later, Antonio whispered, "I've never had a boyfriend like you, Lovi."
Lovino shifted and groaned, mumbling, "Did you seriously just make an Aladdin reference? Are you kidding?"
Antonio laughed and snuggled Lovino some more. "I love you. You're my diamond in the rough~"
"And you're the annoying red parrot that's always on my shoulder."
