Hey everyone! Just a not; Scotland is not Jack the Ripper, he's just an overprotective brother! Lol
Anyway, enjoy!
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"Fuck!" hissed Lovino, sinking to his knees and running his hands through his dark hair. He was terrified of Scotland and ashamed that he was so weak. How did Arthur take beatings from that bastard his entire life?
He had three broken ribs, his face looked like shit but at least he was still alive, not that he fought back. No, he ran away.
Coward
Weak
Pathetic
Arthur deserves better…
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"Lovino you here? Dylan told me you met Scotland? Are you still alive?" called Arthur's worried voice
Arthur, Lovino's shoulders sagged with relief. Arthur always made everything better.
"Oh my god Lovino are you alright!" hissed Arthur immediately dropping to his side and healing him with magic. "I'm fine…Your brother is pretty possessive though" he said giving a weak smile.
"Yeah bloody Guard dog… That's the nickname Jack gave him" chuckled Arthur but then he cupped Lovino's cheek tenderly and kissed him. It started gentle but grew passionate as Lovino took control of the kiss.
He nibbled Arthur's bottom lip, begging for permission which Arthur willingly gave, Lovino was determined to map out Arthur's mouth with his tongue, adoring the little moan's and gasps his petite lover made…
It was beautiful, a moment of complete unity for the both of them until-
Ring, ring.
Ring, ring.
And the spell was shattered.
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"Fuck" cursed Arthur, and Lovino tugged on his arm in protest but he was already answering his mobile.
"Hello?"
Lovino frowned and began kissing his lover's neck in attempts to catch his attention.
"No Dylan, I won't come over"
Lovino narrowed his eyes and began leaving a trail of hickeys upon his lover's delicate shoulder.
"Ah- No Dylan I'm hnn busy s-sorry"
Lovino smirked and Arthur turned crimson.
"No Dylan- just no!" he protested and Lovino finally gave in and grabbed the phone.
"Ciao, chi cazzo è incazzare. Arthur è mia e non c'è niente che tu possa fare. Trattare con esso bastardo, ciao."
(Hello, whoever the fuck this is piss off. Arthur is mine and there's nothing you can do about it. Deal with it bastard, bye.)
As soon as that was done, Lovino dragged Arthur to the bedroom and you can guess what happened then.
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"Alllisssterrrrrrrr Arthur won't plaaaay with me and his Italian friend is mean can I kill him?" whined Dylan pouting innocently with a murderous aura forming "the bastard's a coward and Arthur likes him" grumbled Alistair "he's harder to get at than the others be patient Dyl and quiet too." Finished the read head thoughtfully.
"Why?" asked Dylan, furrowing his eyebrows and twirling his hair.
"The twins have been friends with him for years, their gun buddies." Snorted Scotland and Dylan pouted.
"Now I really really really really want to kill him!" giggled Dylan, going into the cupboard to search for something and Scotland watched curiously as he walked out whistling and swinging a baseball bat.
"Time to go have fun!" he giggled walking out of the house leaving Scotland to say:
"Well fuck, Wales has finally lost it."
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"Fuuuuuck not agaaaaaaiiiin!" cried Lovino as he and Arthur were chased along the coastline by a cheerful Wales wielding a baseball bat and giggling "I'm going to kill you~~"
It was just the weirdest fucking thing in the world.
Seeing someone who looked just like Arthur chase him just maxed out the weirdness scale for Lovino and it was the new worst experience of his life God how the hell did Dylan have so much stamina?
And why the fuck was Arthur laughing like a maniac oh wait…. North alert and she's got guns.
"What the hell are you doing!" she yelled and Dylan froze while the two victims hid behind her.
"O-oh A-Alana we were just playing r-right Arthur?" he said weakly looking pleadingly to his brother who immediately melted. "It is fine North, Dylan just got carried away again." He cooed when Dylan turned back into the cutest most innocent lost lamb you could ever see.
Dammit- it always made Arthur melt.
"Uwaaaaaaa Alana is scary when she's mad!" he said hugging Arthur tightly whilst pulling tongues at Lovino who glared in response.
Alana sheathed her gun and eyed the three boys warily; things were about to get interesting…
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