Lovino was still sitting on the couch, fidgeting and biting his nails, he glanced over at Antonio and loathed him in that moment. How dare he be so damn attractive, wearing that fucking low cut shirt that showed off part of his chest, it was the middle of winder for the love of Christ, why the hell would you wear something like that when there's damn snow on the ground. Lovino closed his eyes and turned away, maybe if he looked away he could think about something other then him, but to no use, he just had to look at him once more only to be filled with rage.
The most they ever did was kiss and even then Antonio was way more then careful when it came to keeping his hands to himself. This age gap between them was really driving Lovino up a wall, but it was more then his over flowing sexual frustraions that had him all worked up. After all this time they've dated Antonio never told him that he was living with his ex-boyfriend. He couldn't believe he had kept something like this a secret from him and he began to wonder if Alfred knew that Arthur and Antonio are exes. The only reason Lovino even knew anything about it is because he over heard them talking about their romantic past.
He had been waiting for Antonio to stop was he was doing and sit the hell down so he could chew his fucking ass out. Yet each time he turned to see what that bastard was doing, he saw him cooking something for them to eat, the promise of food and that blasted low-cut shirt were enough to keep him quiet for now. Quiet yet fuming. Antonio was humming quietly to himself as he made up their plates. He sat next to Lovino, smiling, clueless as to what was about to come crashing down on him. Lovino took his plate and they ate in almost total silence. When he was done, Lovino set his plate down on the coffee table, his fork went across the plate and he folded his hands together and took a breath.
"So when were you planning on telling me that you're living with your ex-boyfriend?" Lovino said, his voice was at talking level but had all the anger of red-in-the-face screaming. Antoino stopped what he was doing and stared at him, his face was blank of all emotion so it was hard to tell just what he was feeling. Lovino glared at him and waited for him to speak. His wait did not last long, he had more to say and he was going to say it now. "Why the fuck wouldn't you telling me something like that! Its kind of important for your current fucking boyfriend to know that you are living with a old one!" He yelled and stood from the seat.
Antoino didn't know if he should stay sitting or stand up with him. Lovino yelled at him and Antoino let him, he understood that he had done wrong and Lovino was mad. When Lovino was done Antoino stood up. "Arthur and I aren't like that any more, I don't even have a friendship with him, we're just roommates. I should have told you and I'm sorry you didn't." He said but Lovino shook his head.
"I wouldn't be so mad about it if you had told me sooner. I know you guys dated for a long time how can you two just be roommates now...I'm afraid that if we don't work out I'll end up just like him. Just a tiny unimportant part of your life that you will ended up forgetting about. Honestly where do you see this relationship going?" Lovino asked, still yelling, his cheast heaved up and down as he took deep breaths trying to get himself to calm down.
"Lovino, I..." He didn't know what to say, that last question had caught him off guard. Lovino stared at him, he could see that he was waiting for him to say something, when he didn't Lovino clenched his fists and lowered his head as he went for the door. He rushed past Antonio, biting his lower lip as hard as he could without breaking skin to keep from crying. Antonio turned to stop almost as quickly as Lovino was moving. Lovino had the door open but Antoino grab a hold of his wrist. The hold wasn't hard or rough, Lovino could have easily kept moving but he didn't. He stopped moving, frozen with his head down and the door open. "Wait...please..."
Lovino choked back a sob, he felt like an idiot acting the way that he did, he was embarrassed and angry all at once. "You don't have to give me an answer...I get it, I really do. You can't really have a serious relationship with me, I'm a freshmen, just a kid and I have a lot of growing and maturing to do before you could possibly take me seriously. Maybe we should break up." Lovino told him, he was shaking, Antonio could feel it. Lovino tugged free and faced him.
Antonio shook his head, he pulled Lovino into a hug. He felt Lovino grip the back of his shirt, he never thought that Lovino felt this way. Lovino nuzzled into his neck and shoulder. "Lovino...I don't want to." He told him and he could feel the hug tighten. He kissed him, hoping he could get him to change his mind, he could feel the pounding of his heart and feel the warmth of his cheeks.
Lovino parted from him , moving his arms outs of the hug, motioning with them as he spoke. "I'm sorry...but I think I have to grow up a little bit before we can really do this. I don't want to either but people change over the years and I want you to love the adult me not the child me that's me now. Just promise that me that I won't end up like Arthur. I still want to be around you, you can see me morph from teenager to adult." He told him.
It felt strange to both of them that this was actually happening, Lovino tried calling his grandfather to come get him but the old man was stuck somewhere. Seeing that he had no choice he called Gilbert to come pick him up. As he waiting he and Antonio spoke very little, neither of them knew what to say at this point so it felt better not to say anything at all. When Gilbert's car horn went off he slowly stood up. Antonio stood with him, giving him a tight hug and a kiss on the cheek before watching him walk out the door.
Lovino got into the back seat, he should have known that Matthew was going to be with him. He could see the fresh red marks along Gilbert's neck, it was clear he had interrupted them, and he could have cared less then what he did. He was jealous of the two of them. He lowered his head, he didn't want them to see him cry. He sniffed and wiped his nose, he was shaking. Gilbert drove onto the street. They looked back at Lovino, he was crying as silently as he could but it was hard. His eyes burned and his chest felt tight, he hurt down deep in the very pit of his whole being. He was one word away from losing all control.
Gilbert drove him home and parked his car in the center of the drive way. "Lovino are you alright? What happened?" Gilbert turned in his seat to ask, he was thinking the worse, his fists were balled up tightly and he was ready to turn this car back around. Matthew had his hand on Gilbert's shoulder. Lovino kept his head down, shaking it.
"I-I broke up with him." He wept and opened the car door, he unbuckled his seat belt. "I have to go." He said in a voice no louder then a whisper, he ran inside an up to his room. He locked the door even though no one was home. He sunk down to the ground and wrapped his arms around his knees, shoving his face into them.
He sat there and cried until he had no more tears to cry with. Feliciano and their grandfather returned home, he didn't leave his room to see if they were alright, he didn't want them to see that he had been crying. He opened his door and went into the bathroom. He placed a wash cloth in the sing and ran cold water over it, he rung it out so it wasn't dripping wet and washed his face with it in hopes that it would lessen then sting in his eyes and cool the heat in his face. Lovino looked at the mirror, his eyes were red and the color water didn't help as much as he would have hoped. Feliciano knocked on the door, begging him to open the door, Lovino held the wet cloth to his face and opened the door.
The dim bathroom light and Feliciano dire need to pee insured that Lovino's puffy face went unnoticed. As he left he closed the door behind him and his grandfather yelled goodnight to them from his bedroom. Tired from crying he went back to his room and got into bed. He closed his eyes yet sleep did not come. The whole night he was restless, tossing and turning. All he wanted was to go to sleep.
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Well then...guess you guys didn't see that one coming.
Sorry its depressing guys, it wasn't suppose to happen like this but it did
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