s/9239300/1/Eternal-freedom Hey guys, I wrote a one-shot! It's a homestuck/humanstuck AU thing I wrote while sad. It would mean a lot if you checked it out and looked at the writing in it whether or not you like Homestuck, i just want to show you how my writing turns out when I'm not entirely rushing and just writing in the moment of things. I feel as if the writing is a little better and different than the writing I do for this story. Please check it out :3
The rain poured down on the large house, trapping the residents inside with nothing to do. Esmeralda and Lovino sat on the couch, watching Antonio as he quickly shuffled back and forth between the living room and his bedroom, taking sheets and pillows with him and dumping them in an absurd pile of clouds in the middle of the living room.
"What the hell are you doing Antonio?" Esmeralda rose an eyebrow, watching his every move with question.
"Oh so now it's Antonio! What, you're on a first name basis with him? I leave for one month and now you guys are all buddy buddy? Is this a conspiracy or am I missing something!" Lovino interjected before Spain could answer Esmeralda. He crossed his arms with a huff and looked back between the two. "Well! I'm waiting!"
"Jeez, calm down Lovi. Does me calling Spain Antonio get your panties in a twist? We're on good terms, chill the fuck out" Esmeralda eyed him, unsure of everything that was going on. Spain had blankets, Lovino flipped out because she called Spain by his name. Men.
"When the hell did this happen!" Lovino's voice was almost a shrill as his arms flied around with every syllable.
"While you were away, obviously" she rolled her eyes, but sneaked a glanced at the angry and confused Lovino. She's always liked seeing him like this, it was amusing and adorable, but now...she bit her lip and looked away before he caught her staring.
"How! No, you know what, I don't care! Go ahead and be chummy with whoever you want! Well, I mean, you really can be, but...Just how did this happen so quickly! Are you going through shock from having me gone for so long and you were forced to hang out with him? No, no. I don't care remember?" he went on rambling, loosing his train of thought. "But anyways! If you really must know Esmeralda, ANTONIO is obviously running around like the uncool moron he is and placing blankets on the floor so he can lay on them and look at the ceiling, thinking over his pathetic life".
"Lovi, that's what you do" Esmeralda shot him a smirk and he stuck his tongue out in response. "Oh! I'm so scared! Sticking out your tongue and insulting me like a child!" sarcasm dripped down Esmeralda's voice dramatically and Lovino gave a soft laugh.
He shrugged and faced her. "Old habits die hard" he smiled warmly, causing a blush to form on Esmeralda's face, which made Lovino's stomach flip. The two stayed like that for a while, smiling and blushing at each other, the Spaniard in front of them completely forgotten. Spain stood with his hands on his hips and cleared his throat for the seventh time, frowning. The two snapped out of their trance and looked over at Spain who immediately smiled when they turned their attention to him.
"I'm ready!" he announced, gesturing over to the pile behind him. He had pillows and poles and blankets of all sorts.
Lovino blinked, "Ready for what? Are you going to wrap us up in there and roll us down a hill?" Lovino asked, unamused.
Spain gave out a giggle, "No silly! Since it's raining, I decided we'd do something fun!"
"Fun? No offense Spain, but you're head is still a little old fashioned. We're in the seventeen hundreds, not the seventeenth century" Lovino's comment had caused a fit of laughter from Esmeralda, which clearly upset Spain as he frowned deeply and shot a glare at Lovino, he knew this would happen. He knew Lovino would step in between whatever he had with Esmeralda.
"Just trust me on this! Since we're stuck inside, I decided we'd camp in the living room!" Spain, grinned, proud of himself for coming up with such a thing. "Come on, help me set up" he took up a thin blanket and set it on the floor, followed by a fluffy one.
"There's no way I'm doing this lame shit. I've got better things to do" Lovino crossed his arms, feeling the event to be childish and he didn't want anything to do with it.
"Suit yourself, but it sounds like fun" Esmeralda smiled and got up to help the Spaniard set up a tent with bed sheets.
Lovino cursed under his breath and got up as well. "Well...I suppose you guys could use my help. I'll make the tent less shitty" it took many trials and errors before the three had set up a fortress of softness. They climb in and admired their work.
"So now what..." Esmeralda sat on a pillow and looked to the two. Light barley peered through the thin sheets above them and the air was becoming stuffy, but no one minded. Antonio said he would go to the kitchen and grab a couple of snacks and dashed out, leaving Esmeralda and Lovino alone. Lovino wasted no time in questioning her new friendship with Spain and she only replied with an eye roll and a "Why are you so inquisitive" which caused him to blink and go on a rant about vocabulary and how pointless it is.
"What the hell is taking him so long" Lovino peeped out of their sheet door and called out to the Spaniard.
"Lovino! Some of your luggage is still outside!" Spain's voice was clearly amused as he looked outside the window to see the forgotten suit cases being drenched completely. "Are you going out there because I'm not!" he grinned and looked at him, knowing he had no other choice.
"Are you fucking kidding me! Fine, I'll get it myself" Lovino climb out of the tent, stumbling a little, and went outside to find birds pecking at his luggage. "What the hell are birds doing out here! You dumb asses are getting your fucking wings wet!" he chased them around, but no matter how hard he tried, the birds kept flying back to him and focused their attention to him, chasing him back and forth. Esmeralda and Spain stood by the window, enjoying the show. Being uncoordinated, Lovino tripped all over the place and by the time he came inside, slamming the door against the wall in defeat, he was covered head to toe in rain water and mud, dripping off his hair and sticking to his clothes. "I don't wanna fucking here anything from either of you. Those birds are possessed" with that, he trudged into the living room, leaving a thick trail of mud.
"I hope you're cleaning up because you're getting the house dirty!" Spain frowned, but laughed at his poor colony.
"I can barley move! My clothes are sticking to me!" Lovino's clothes had turned a dark shade of brown and his arms and face took an appeal to the color as well.
"Esmeralda, help him out. I'm going to make some snacks" Spain disappeared behind the kitchen before she could say no.
Esmeralda blinked, "Okay, let me get this straight... Antonio wants me to help you get naked..?". She wasn't sure he had thought through it clearly when he had told her to do it, not that she minded. She felt her stomach flutter, but dismissed it, trying to look as casual as possible. She glanced over at the disheveled Lovino, defeated by Mother Nature herself, a classic opponent for many.
Lovino shrugged, "Whatever, let's go". He slowly walked over to the bathroom, followed by New Spain. He scrunched up his face, trying to separate his shirt from his skin; the mud and water made the fabric too heavy and his skin sucked it back up when he let go. They entered one of the bathrooms and Esmeralda turned on a gas lamp, illuminating the small room perfectly. Romano tried to take off his shirt, trying his best not to feel the cold fabric hitting and sliding against his skin and not have the mud get anywhere else. He held it out, water and mud dripped down, hitting the floor and making little puddles. He gave a tedious sigh and tossed it somewhere in the room. There was always a convenient barrel filled with water in the bathrooms so they could wash their faces or hands. A larger and wider barrel sat in the corner where they would bathe.
Since this particular bathroom was a lot smaller than all the other bathrooms, which were much nicer, there wasn't that much free space between Esmeralda and Lovino. Esmeralda grabbed a cloth and soaked it in the barrel, wringing it out thoroughly, watching the water fall in a quiet rhythm into the barrel. She turned around to hand Lovino the rag but stopped in her tracks. There was Lovino, right in front of her leaning against the wall with a bothered expression. His lean and slightly chest was bare and sleek, as water rolled down his chest and gave him an almost glistening look. He was a lot tanner then the last time she saw him. A nice olive tint took a nice tone on his skin, making his hazel eyes stand out more. He looked cold, but pretending not to be. He slighty shifted every once in a while to keep his blood flowing so he wouldn't freeze.
She pursed her lips and tried to focus on something else. She squeezed something in her hand and the water that trickled down put her back to Earth as she looked down at the rag and then back to Romano. "Here, wash yourself off" she threw the rag in his direction and he leaned forward as it landed in his hand. He stepped forward and put the rag back in her hand, looking down at her since she was still short. Her heart began pounding, being so close to him, she wondered what the hell happened in Italy to make him return so handsome.
"Why can't you do it?" his voice was soft and rolled off his tongue smoothly. She breathed in deeply, trying not to swoon so obviously. She let out a tiny laugh and pushed Lovio's hand to his chest, rag and all.
"Because you're not a child anymore. You can do it yourself" she managed to sound bored and as if she wasn't about to drool all over the place. He took a hold of her hand before she could run out of the bathroom and go all the way to her her room with out stopping, only to lock herself in her room and panic and question how Lovino was making her feel. It didn't seem right...Lovino was her friend and just a month ago, she was in love...she couldn't just swap guys even though she wasn't tied down to any of them.
"But I'm tired" Lovino whined as he tugged her hand and she jolted forward slightly. "Come on, please" he pouted, but she only shook her head, denying his request.
"No, what the hell do I look like? Wash yourself" Esmeralda rolled her eyes, but Lovino continued to pester her by tugging her arms towards him every time she backed up. He put his hands on her hips and asked her again one last time. She blushed heavily, not being able to resist anymore and she agreed to clean him up. He smirked, seeing her reaction.
He smiled softly as she brought the wet rag to his face and began to wipe away any trace of mud from his face carefully. She slowly slid it down to his neck and made sure to get behind his ears. He kept his hands lightly on her waist, watching her every move. She began to wash his chest and her heart pounded as her blush grew heavier, giving Lovino an ounce of confidence. She was moving so lightly, as if he was a top secret file and she found it in the middle of a confined room. Cautiously moving, she couldn't take her eyes off from him.
Lovino smirked and pulled her closer, "You know you're blushing, right?"
She bit her lip and tried to concentrate on getting her friend clean. "Don't be stupid."
"Aw come on, it's cute" Lovino was amused as the cause and effect of the situation. "I think I know what's going on"
"What the hell are you going on about" she refused to look at his hazel eyes, which peered down at her.
"Don't you see? We've switched roles. Now I have the upper hand" his smirk grew as her heart stopped beating. Now she was the nervous one, battling a crush. Yes, Lovino still liked her, but he wasn't going to be a nervous wreck anymore; he promised himself that.
