A/N OMG guys I am SO Sorry! I know, I suck I stalled for like two days writing this, and then it was Canada day and I was doing a photoshoot- anywho, here you go! God- Lo siento again. I love you all!-Ashes
Lovino was cranky. He knew he had no logical reason to be, but that didn't matter. They had just gotten home from camping when Gilbert had called Antonio. Lovino had been in a wonderful mood then, he and Toni had snuggled the whole ride home, and he was feeling utterly content. However, as soon as Antonio had hung up the phone, that had completely faded. "That was Gilbert." The Spaniard had told him. "I guess I forgot to tell him we were going. He was pretty upset with me." He had laughed sheepishly, his voice holding slight embarrassment. Lovino had simply scoffed, scowling and crossing his arms. "What, does he fucking need to know where you are all the time?" He spat. Antonio was honestly taken aback by Lovino's rude tone and harsh words. It hadn't been something he had heard much of since that first day. "Lovi…" He said softly. "He's my lover, of course he's going to worry if he can't get a hold of me." The older man had sighed softly, reaching down to capture Lovino's hands in his own, cradling them gently as his thumb brushed idly over the backs of them. "He wants me to go to a nice dinner with him tomorrow night, since I blew him off last week. Will you be ok here by yourself? It will just be for a few hours I swear!"
Which of course brought them to now. Lovino was sitting on the large window sill of their dorm room, scowling. He himself didn't understand why he was so upset. After all, Gilbert was Toni's boyfriend, he deserved some time with him too. And Antonio had just spent the whole weekend with Lovino out camping, had never let go of his hand, had stayed close and given the boy more affection than Lovino knew possible.
So why was he so upset? He got far more of Antonio's time then Gilbert did. It was fair for the older man to want to spend some time with his boyfriend, right? Lovino couldn't figure it out at all. A strange pain filled his chest slowly, until his whole being burned and tingled with it, tearing a gasp from the teens lips. What was wrong with him!? Was he dying? No… this was something he had felt before. Jealousy, although this time it was much more acute, stronger than it ever had been when people were praising Feliciano. The feeling confused him even more. Jealous. He was jealous? Lovino's mind raced, as he tried to piece it together. Finally, he thought he had it. It was because he thought of Toni as his father figure, right!? That had to be it. He had become incredibly dependant on Antonio, and, having already lost one Papa, he didn't want to lose the Spanish man who had done so much for him too. He was greedy, he wanted all of Antonio's attention, and that wasn't fair of him. The boy sighed out miserably, running his fingers through auburn locks, giving a light tug. A small voice spoke up in the back of his mind, pleaded for him to acknowledge it- to acknowledge that it wasn't at all because he thought of Toni as a father.
He pushed it back down and ignored it.
Still, his mind raced with memories of their trip. How Antonio had suggested they sleep outside under the night sky. How the older man had let the boy sleep comfortably on his chest, those strong arms wrapped around Lovino so protectively. The Italian's skin had sizzled and burned under the touch- but it wasn't painful. No, the heat had been comforting. Lovino had snuggled his face into Antonio's chest, his ear pressed to the man's heart. Hearing the steady beats was like music to him, and it served to instantly settle him.
No. Lovino refused to think anything more about it. With a sigh, he curled into himself more, letting the cool air hit his face as he waited for Antonio to come home. This was the first time in the months the Spanish man had been living with him that they were apart.
Lovino wasn't the only one who was growing irritable. Gilbert had been truly looking forward to this date. This was the first alone time he would have had with his boyfriend in months. When he had picked Antonio up, the silver haired man had been thrilled that, when they were in the car and buckled in, Antonio had leaned forward and captured the Germans lips in a passionate kiss. His hand had moved to cradle the soft cheek, his lips parting in invitation. Gilbert didn't need to be told twice, and had happily kissed him senseless, until the Spaniard's lips were flushed and swollen. "I've missed you, corazon…" Antonio murmured out softly as they finally parted. Gilbert had let out a small groan, pressing kiss after tender kiss to his lovers face. "Gott, I've missed you too… Liebe, you don't know how much." The albino had turned, putting the car into gear and driving to the restaurant. That wonderful start to their date had given him hope, renewed his confidence, and eased his fears. Everything is going to be ok. He had told himself.
Now though, he wasn't so sure. Antonio was currently sitting across from him, a huge grin on his face as he ate. He was rambling again. "...And Lovi is doing so good with his braille lessons, Gilly! He's all caught up, and I bet he's going to do so great! I'm very proud of mi Lovinito, aren't you?"
Gilbert inwardly groaned, rolling his eyes as Antonio continued. ".. he's just so cute! When he gets stuck on a word, he'll ask all shyly for help, and then as soon as he figures it out, he tries to convince me that he knew it all along!" Wasn't this date supposed to be about them? Gilbert was tired of hearing about the kid. Lovino was all Antonio ever talked about any more. All at once, Gilbert reached out, capturing Antonio's hand gently in his own. "Yes. Very proud. But liebe… why don't we just focus on us for tonight? You have to spend all your time with little Lovino, ja? Tonight is your night off babe."
Antonio paused. Gilbert's voice sounded tense. Strained, tight- was Gilly mad at him? "U-uhm… sure… but. G-gilly? Corazon, are you upset with me? You sound upset… lo siento for whatever I did, I didn't mean to!"
Gilbert tensed, but let out a sigh, his fingers tracing the back of the tanned hand in his own carefully. "A little.. " He finally confessed. "But it's not really.. with you.. per say. Toni, it's just.. all you do anymore is talk about Lovino. You never have time for us anymore, and even when I try to still be near you by spending time with you both, you only talk about how cute he is, how wonderful. It hurts me." He sighed, taking in a deep breath. "You don't let me kiss you anymore… you don't sleep over anymore. It's been close to three months since I got to hold you in my arms, Toni. You know it's not about the sex, I mean, yeah I miss that, but more than anything, I just miss having you there. Protecting you, loving you. And then you tell me that the kid sleeps with you every night. That he gets to sleep in my boyfriends arms, when I can't even get a kiss anymore."
"But he's a little boy!" Antonio protested. "And he's scared! He has nightmares, so I let him sleep with me! It's not like theres anything wrong with that! Miguel and I used to sleep with Mami all the time when we had bad dreams!"
Gilbert took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. "Exactly. Antonio, that is your mother. Lovino isn't your child though, liebe. He's a seventeen year old boy, with hormones. Do you honestly think that's normal, baby? It's not. He has bad dreams, yes. So get him a cup of warm milk, and send him back to sleep." It was hurting him. Even now, he could see the sparks. He saw the way Lovino's face lit up when Toni was near, how Toni's voice filled with love when he spoke of Lovino. And even knowing Antonio was too oblivious to notice it himself yet, it scared Gilbert. He didn't want to lose the man he loved to some.. some… kid!
"I can't just do that, Gilly! Please try to understand!" Antonio pleaded, tears falling from his unseeing eyes, leaving tear tracks on tanned cheeks. Gilbert flinched- shit, he hated seeing him cry. "He needs me!"
That was it. Gilbert stood, putting his napkin down. "Fine. The kid needs you. More than I do right? Obviously our relationship isn't as important to you as it is to me, Antonio. If you love the damn kid so much, why don't you be his boyfriend instead!?" He huffed, turning and storming out.
Leaving a very confused Antonio behind, sitting in shock at the table, mouth agape. Surely Gilbert didn't mean that! Date Lovi? Lovino was his little boy! His student! He took a deep breath, reassuring himself that he and his corazon would work things out in the morning.
