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What we made it to chapter 20 O.o wow… Grazie to everyone who stuck around for this long… So… uh… here…. Oh and the timeskip is to the Christmas party, which takes place on Christmas eve.
Lovino pov
"Ve remember fratello I have to take the car to drive to Francis' for the party today since I have to be there early" Feliciano called from the front door, Lovino grunted in response. "Big brother Toni will be here at five to come get you, okay?" he called and Lovino perked up a little.
"Just go already I don't want the damn French pervert complaining to me that you were late," Lovino yelled back despite his growing (and hidden) smile.
"Okay, bye fratello!" Feliciano yelled back a little too loud and got a similar response before fleeing out the door and into the car.
Lovino collapsed back in his bed; he had seven hours to waste before the bastard would be there to pick him up, what the fuck was he supposed to do with seven hours? Well the answer to that is he spent a while sleeping followed by eating a few tomatoes skimming the channels on TV and leafing through books and magazines lying around the house until he felt it was late enough to get ready.
By the time he finished all of that it was only four thirty and he spent twenty minutes lounging around doing nothing, pacing, and hoping the damn bastard showed up early… not that he was excited or anything… Luckily for him the knock at the door came ten minutes early and he opened the door to reveal a smiling Spaniard.
"Hola Lovi! I was hoping you would be ready early so that we could go ahead and go in case there's traffic or anything!" The Spaniard seemed chirpier than normal but Lovino assumed it to be normal for the bastard since he was going to a party.
"Yeah, yeah bastard let's go" Lovino grabbed a coat off the hook and walked out of the door ahead of the Spaniard who quickly followed like a little lost puppy. They paused so that Lovino could lock the door then made their way down to the parking lot the bastard babbling the whole way.
"It should be a really fun party, Francis' parties usually are, he invited a lot of people, maybe you could make some new friends! Maybe I could too, I always love making new friends" and he continued on like that for the entire drive without even pausing to give Lovino the opportunity to reply… not that he would or anything…
When they got there Lovino realised that Antonio hadn't been kidding about unplanned guests, apparently Francis only invited one person, that damn British nurse from his stay in the hospital, who in turn brought the annoying American doctor, much to the irritation of Francis who was now sulking in the corner with a bottle of wine. Then apparently someone had been stupid enough to give Feli permission to invite a friend, who was one of his close friends Kiku, but when Kiku said he couldn't come because he had plans with his family Feliciano went and invited his two cousins two. Now all three of them were standing in a corner with three other men I didn't know, one of which was terrifying to look at and had what appeared to be three bottles of something in a bag, but he didn't look too keen on the idea of sharing whatever it was.
As soon as Feliciano was aware of their presence he attacked Lovino in a hug as if it had been a million years rather than a couple of hours since they had last seen each other and dragged him off to the kitchen for wine while Antonio followed behind laughing and saying "So cuuuuuuuute~!" in reference to the little display of brotherly affection. It was Christmas Eve after all; Lovino figured he might as well humour the annoying bastards. The second they got to the threshold of the kitchen Feli dropped Lovino's arm and ran over to Ludwig giving Antonio the opportunity to escort him the rest of the way to the alcohol. Lovino had a strange feeling he would need it. However, before they could make it to said wine they heard a chorus of "Ohonhonhon" and "Ksesesese". Lovino turned to see a laughing Frenchman and Gilbert chuckling with his arm draped around some quiet blonde guy who honestly looked as uncomfortable to be there here as Lovino felt.
"Toni, didn't you notice something when you passed through the doorway?" Gilbert asked with an annoying smirk on his face.
"No, what are you talking about?" Antonio said innocently looking at his best friends.
"Toni you have been to my Christmas parties before, you know what is hanging in every doorway of the house," Francis said taking a casual sip of his wine.
I saw Antonio blanch before a light blush dusted his cheeks and he looked nervously at the little Italian beside him who stared confused at the annoying bastards on the other side of the doorframe, what the hell could they be going on about now? That was when his eyes fell on the little sprig of green hung above the doorway.
'Fuck! What do I do now? What's Antonio going to do; he's just standing there nervously. Of course he doesn't want to kiss me I mean we're friends and not anything more… It's not like I want for him to kiss me or anything anyway…' Lovino rambled on in his head until his thoughts were silenced by Antonio leaning down and pecking him on the lips. The Italian froze immediately shocked by the fact that his was really happening and trying to figure out what had happened. But alas the kiss lasted less than a second before the Spaniard pulled away and looked to his friends who were laughing.
"Toni, man, you know that's not how it works," Gilbert laughed clutching his stomach.
"Guys," Antonio said in a slightly menacing tone trying to reason with his laughing friends.
"No Toni, no arguing, you know the rules" Francis said holding up his hands.
That comment snapped Lovino out of whatever shocked state he had been in and he stammered his inquiry, "R-Rules?"
"Oui mon cher, you see when you are as, oh let's say "experienced", in the ways of l'amour as I then a simple peck like that is just simple and well, boring." Lovino gaped at him and he continued, "So about three years ago I started implementing rules to make the game a little more… interesting."
"So w-what are these rules?" Lovino asked slightly afraid at what the Frenchman might have up his sleeve and cursing his stutter for displaying said nervousness.
"Nothing too major," Lovino visibly relaxed at the sound of this until he hear what Francis said next, "The only rule is that for each door you cross with your partner you must kiss for thirty seconds, and said kiss must include tongue." Lovino stiffened again as he did the math in his head, "You and Toni here passed through two doors so far, so that is one one minute long kiss-"
"With tongue" the Albino chirped his smirk growing even bigger. 'The bastards planned this' Lovino thought panicking 'I don't know how, but those fucking bastards planned this…'
"Is this really necessary?" Antonio asked beside him obviously as nervous about this as Lovino was and Lovino paused silently hoping the answer to be both yes and no at the same time.
"Afraid so mon cher, why are you afraid of your little Italian fire ball?" Francis smirked at his friend. 'Yep definitely planned this.' Lovino's mind affirmed.
Then as if for no reason other than to prove his friends wrong Antonio turned to Lovino looked into his eyes apologetically then grabbed his face and was kissing him with the passion that Lovino felt had been held in too long. 'Don't think too much into this Lovino, he is only doing this because of the mistletoe,' Lovino tried to remind himself to stay strong but instead found himself melting into the kiss and leaning up to kiss the Spaniard back greedily. Lovino wrapped his arms around his neck and tangled his fingers in his hair pulling him closer which shocked Antonio slightly before he snaked his arms around Lovino's waist and did the same closing all final distance between them and deepening the kiss.
By the time they broke apart for air they were panting slightly and due to their proximity their faces were hardly even two inches apart, Antonio rested his forehead against Lovino before the moment was ruined by loud clapping and hollering. "Encore, encore, encore!" Gilbert shouted until he was pulled away by the little blonde who looked like he felt nervous for watching the exchange and began lecturing his albino 'friend'.
"That was much better, you guys went an extra half a minute, I'm proud," Francis said wiping a fake tear from his eye and eyeing the duo. "But don't think that gets you out of it if you go through another door together," Antonio and Lovino were both left blushing as Francis turned and followed Gilbert the spot where he had been dragged away to.
"Ve fratello!" Feli pounced on Lovino from his spot in the corner with Ludwig, honestly he had forgotten he was there and was now very embarrassed that his little brother had seen that, "That was great fratello!" Feliciano squealed like a twelve year old before the German intervened.
"Let's go Feli, I don't think that's exactly what he wants to hear right now…" Ludwig shot a scrutinizing eye at the Spaniard before pulling the whining Italian away.
"But Luddy, I want to see what what happens," Feliciano argued and never in his life had Lovino ever been so grateful for a German than the moment he pulled his brother through the door.
That left Lovino and Antonio alone in the kitchen; they just stood there silently frozen for a few minutes before Antonio spoke "So…" he trailed off unsure of what to say.
"So…" Lovino responded with the same uncertainty.
"About that wine…." Antonio said trailing off again.
"Good idea," It would be the only time Lovino would ever admit to thinking that the Spaniard said something intelligent, which he didn't hesitate to point out.
"I think that is one of the first times you ever called me smart!" He bubbled as he poured a burgundy liquid into two glasses and handing one to Lovino. 'Are we just going to ignore this' Lovino questioned in his head.
"I never said that you were smart, damn bastard," Lovino argued taking a large gulp of his glass.
"It was implied," Antonio insisted taking his own sip. 'Yep, guess we are,' Lovino thought despite wanting to talk about what had happened moments before.
"First off, no it wasn't, and second do you even know the meaning of the word?" Lovino asked incredulously.
"Of course I do!" Antonio protested waving his arms around for emphasis.
"What does it mean then?" The Italian questioned and a smile picked at the corners of his lips at the suddenly wary expression his Spanish companion.
"Uh…" The Spaniard trailed off trying to figure exactly what the definition was and getting a puzzled look on his face.
The facial expression coupled with the lack of response was enough to push Lovino over the edge and he doubled over laughing at the idiocy. "Not cute Lovi" Antonio pouted before laughing himself "Aw who am I kidding Lovi laughing is adorable!" and swept him into a bone crushing hug.
Lovino looked up to yell at him about the nickname and hug but froze when he saw the emerald green eyes so close to him. Before he even knew what he was doing he leant up and kissed Antonio only to pull away a few seconds later. "S-Sorry!" he exclaimed backing away, "I- I don't know what came over me…"
Lovino turned to run but Antonio caught his arm and looked deep into his eyes "Don't be."
They stood there frozen and gazing into each other's eyes for what felt like forever, but in reality was only a few seconds, or until Feliciano's voice cut through the air, "Ve, dinner's ready everybody!" Antonio pulled Lovino away to the dining room before he could process what the hell just happened.
The large group gathered around the table and introduced themselves, apparently Kiku's cousins were named Yong Soo and Yao, Yong Soo had come there with some Icelandic kid named Emil, who in all honesty wasn't too bad to be around, he was pretty calm and quiet much unlike his companion. Yao had come with the scary man from earlier, who turned out to be Russian of course, and spent most of dinner lecturing him for drinking three bottles of vodka before dinner then offering to become one with everyone at the table. Kiku himself was there with a nice quiet Greek man who was currently asleep with his head on the table and muttering something about cats while Kiku stroked his hair, apparently he liked it because he felt like he was being "petted". Gilbert's friend was apparently named Matthew, though it took Lovino a few moments to locate the Canadian sitting next to him. Lovino ignored everyone else's introductions because he knew them in one way or another already.
Dinner went by smoothly and afterwards everyone started to mingle, Lovino mostly talked to Emil and Matthew while Yong Soo was outside on the phone and Gilbert was busy chatting with Antonio and Francis in the kitchen.
Apparently Matthew was brothers with Alfred and was also a doctor and the reason Alfred had been interested in the medical field in the first place. "So I have you to blame for him being my fucking doctor?" Lovino questioned raising his eyebrows at the shy Canadian.
"I guess you do, I'm sorry, he was mostly just looking for a job where he could be a 'hero' and when he heard I was going to be a doctor thought it would be perfect" He laughed looking over to his brother who was playing a video game with Kiku in the living room, Heracles napping on the couch and Arthur complaining beside them.
"I'm gonna go get a refill," Lovino excused himself motioning to his empty wine glass and starting off to the kitchen.
He paused when he got to the bar as he was able to hear the voices of the bad touch trio, as he learned their high school nickname to be. The other three however had not recognized his presence, too intent on the conversation at hand that Lovino couldn't help but listen in on.
"You have to tell him," Gilbert implored Antonio who just shook his head.
"I can't tell him I don't know what he'd do…" he sighed looking uncharacteristically worried.
"You have to tell him, you care about him don't you?" Gilbert argued adamantly.
"What kind of question is that?" Antonio yelled and Lovino felt his heart drop, "Of course I care about him, that's why I can't tell him!"
"He deserves to know Toni," Francis said quietly laying a hand on his friends shoulder to calm him down.
Antonio took a deep breath and put his head in his hands, "How do you tell someone, much less a guy you may end up going out with, that several months ago before you guys really knew each other you saved his life, that isn't something you can just bring up out of the blue!" Lovino gasped and took a step back, dropping his now full wine glass letting it shatter on the hard floor and gaining the attention of the in the corner of the room. Antonio's head shot up and he plastered a fake smile to his face as he spoke, "L-Lovi, h-how long have you been there?"
Rather than answer Lovino decided to do what he does best. So he ran the fuck out of the kitchen and house ignoring the calls of Antonio running behind him screaming "Lovi, wait!" trying to put as much distance between himself and the news as possible.
AN
Eh not as good as I wanted but what can you do? Sorry if it sucks but at least I eventually got around to the Spamano! YAY! Then it is ruined stupid Antonio and his mouth and Lovi and his overreactions… Let me know what you think? Anything I should improve on? I might go back and edit it later... Oh well, Ciao for now.