Chapter 3!
At ten the next morning Antonio walked into the apartment he shared with Lovino slightly hoping the twenty two year old would be out but to his dismay he wasn't he was pacing back and forth drinking a glass of water. When Lovino saw Antonio he dropped the glass on to the floor, shattering it into a million pieces. The water that was in the cup spilled everywhere forming a river in front of Lovino. As Lovino walked towards the Spaniard he slipped and began to fall backwards. Antonio dove across the room pulled the younger man into his stomach as he landed on the glass. Lovino quickly got up "You fucking idiot! You landed on the glass!" Antonio smiled despite the pain "But you didn't" The Italian blushed like a tomato and quickly looked away offering a hand to the man laying on the floor. The man grasped Lovino's hand smiling and stood up. Lovino said "You should probably go to the Emergency Room..." gesturing to the back of the Spaniard's bloodstained shirt. "No we have tweezers in the bathroom I can pick it out ." "How would you do that yourself?" "I don't know. Can you do it for me?" "There's no way I could do that!" The Spaniard smiled at the other man "I trust you." The Italian flushed "Fine I'll try but it's gonna hurt isn't it?" "It's fine Lovi." Reluctantly Lovino went into the bathroom and grabbed the tweezers as Antonio took off his shirt. The older man sat on a stool as the Italian plucked the glass out. "About last night-" Lovino began. "It's fine don't worry about it. I'm sorry really I am. I am going to move out soon and you can have this place so I don't really care-." "Wait!" Lovino said but was cut off again. "I'm going to move so I don't care really sorry to burden you-" "Shut up you tomato eating bastard for one god damn minute! You won't let me finish what I'm trying to fucking say!" This caught Antonio's attention and he turned around to see a blushing Italian. "Look you say you don't care but last night you said you loved me! So what the fuck happened? You never asked how I felt about this situation at all you Spanish bastard! Then you start talking about moving out! You know how fucking lonely that would feel! You don't say you love someone then say you're moving out. It feels fucking horrible! I-I.." The Spaniard blinked a few times and realized the boy was crying and swearing at him "You fucking bastard! You have me all fucking confused now and you're leaving. What kind of asshole does that?! I-I lov- lov-" Antonio hugged the boy in his arms "I'm sorry mi tomate." He then whipped the tan boy's tears "So how do you feel Lovi?" The Italian blushed and tried to push him away "Umm I wanted to say that so I can get it off my chest. That's all!" Antonio held the younger boy tighter "That's not what I heard, you were going to say that you love-" "SHUT UP, SHUT UP YOU COCKY BASTARD! THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL I WOULD SAY THAT!" "No no no you were going to say-" "DO YOU HEAR ME THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL!" Lovino tried to storm away but Antonio caught him in a bear hug "I'm happy Lovi." Lovino blushed a shade of red and stuttered "S-Shut up.."
Lovino woke up in Antonio's arms he silently thought to himself, "Yeah yeah I forgave him but the bastard still doesn't know what personal space is.." Suddenly the older man stirred and opened his eyes "Good morning Lovi." "Get out of my bed!" Antonio smiled and poked Lovino's nose "You're so cute when you're mad mi tomate." Dodging Lovino's fist he got up from the bed and yawned stretching his arms above his head. "I'm working at the day care today, can we eat dinner out tonight? Like a dat-" "No! We can eat out but nothing else." "Not even a kind of date-" "No dates! I do not love- I don't go out with you!" Sighing the Spaniard said smiling "Fine fine let's go out as acquaintances." "Fine you stubborn asshole! We'll go out to dinner!" The Spaniard who was fully dressed for his job slipped on his shoes. "Have fun in class today~" as he left Lovino yelled "I'm in college we don't have fun!" The door closed as the soft sound of Antonio's laugh grew weaker Lovino started to get dressed.
Antonio patted the Italian boy's head "It's okay Feli it was only a butterfly." "It came out of no where!" he sobbed Ludwig stomped on the butterfly that landed on Felicino's arm and scared the poor kid out of his wits. Arthur and Alfred argued with each other in the background and the other kids were just everywhere at the moment. At last his hero Elizabeta the frying pan swinging superwoman came in announcing "Story time! Everyone go to the rug! " She walked in and patted Antonio's back "Francis told me about your rough night. Need to talk after school?" He smiled "No everything worked out fine." Her mouth opened slightly then smiled "So who is he?" "Haven't I told you?" "Oh it's still Lovino? Oh finally I'm glad." "It's not what you think..." he said frowning slightly. The kids started complaining she turned to them and then back at Antonio "Tell me afterwords." She winked then grabbed a book from the Story Shelf and went to the carpet sitting criss-cross apple sauce like the children. Antonio smiled then grabbed the snacks and started to pass them out on the tables getting ready for snack time until a familiar voice yelled "Mr. Carriedo come sit with us~" The Italian boy smiled at the older man "Si Feli~ Give me a moment." And with the last plate getting placed on the table he walked over to listen to the story with the children.
"Paris stop bugging me!" The girl grabbed on to Lovino's arm "C'mon tell me it happened! It had too!" "You were crying two nights ago when I called you, and yesterday you didn't even come to class!" "Shut up!" the Italian bit his lip he hated to know someone knew he cried because of the tomato eating bastard, he thought "Hell after he left for Francis's house I was a mess. Of course Paris's fangurl senses tingled and called me. " Sighing he said "C'mon it's the end of the day leave me alone!" his eyes almost prickled with tears from the memory of his over-friendly stupid tomato eating bastard leaving him. Wait his? No he was wrong.. He ruffled his hair and shook his head placing his hands on his head "Paris there is no way in hell you are right!" He heard laughing and Paris gasp he looked up to see his smiling room mate. "What are you doing here?" he said looking up with wide eyes. The other man smiled and sighed "You said you could go for dinner after I got home from the day care. Don't you remember Lovi?" "Yes but I didn't say you could pick me up from my school. I'm walking home with Paris!" "Oh well," Antonio turned to Paris "Sorry I'll be borrowing Lovino for today." "No you aren't!-" Antonio scooped Lovino over his shoulder smiling as Paris stared. Lovino pounded his fists against the Spaniard's back. "Let me go you tomato eating bastard!" Lovino was thrown into the passenger seat of Antonio's red sports car and driven off down the road screaming complaints the whole time.
End of chapter 3! Ta-da the ending may be considered as kidnapping but who cares it's Lovi-napping and Antonio's the kidnapper so I don't mind! :D I'm going to keep this short and sweet so bye.