Hetalia is owned by Hidekaz Himaruya, this fanfiction is owned by me.
(This chapter: PruMano)
"I'm sorry, Lovino, but I just don't like you, y'know, that way."
Lovino huffed to himself and downed another glass of wine. Drinking away his troubles probably wasn't the wisest idea, but it would at least help him forget about Manon, even if just for one night.
He hated how, after many months of admiring the blonde from afar, after he'd finally worked up the courage to tell her how he felt, she'd rejected him just like that. And it sucked that now, he was sitting here all broody and heartbroken, like some pathetic little school boy.
Lovino had wound up sat in this rowdy bar thanks to Feliciano, who'd insisted that he just needed to get out for a bit, maybe meet some new people, but he really wasn't in the mood for talking to anyone right now. It was just as well that Feliciano had found his potato bastard boyfriend sat sipping beer in a corner, and thus had left him alone.
He surveyed his surroundings, looking at the other depressed drunks around him. He found his gaze fixed on a short fellow, with silvery hair and crimson eyes, chugging down beer furiously…the potato bastard's brother! His face lacked its usual self-satisfied grin though, and instead, a look of tiredness and sadness replaced it.
"Elizaveta…" the man in question moaned to himself.
"So Gilbert's been rejected too,"Lovino mused, turning back to his drink.
"Sucks, doesn't it?"
"Huh?!" Lovino whipped around, finding Gilbert stood behind him. How the fuck did he get there so quick?!
"Being rejected." Gilbert finished.
"Too fuckin' right," Lovino remarked.
"These feelings come over you, and then you get all gooey when you see the person you like, and you wanna confess real bad, but then, BAM! She whacks you with her frying pan and sends you on your way."
Lovino suddenly felt even more pathetic at being heartbroken. After all, Manon had only politely refused when he'd confessed his feelings for her. That was nothing in comparison to Gilbert being beaten for confessing…
"The girl I like just told me no," Lovino informed him.
"Well, that's pretty shitty too," Gilbert said casually. "Women, don't they suck? Sometimes it makes you want to try going the other way, huh?"
"What do you mean?" Lovino questioned, as his cheeks became rosy.
"What I mean, is that I like you, and I want to continue this conversation somewhere else," Gilbert added, mouth curling into a playful smile.
Lovino thought for a bit about the offer. As much as he hated to admit it, the potato bastard's brother was kind of hot. Plus, he needed to forget about Manon…
"Sure…" Lovino answered coolly. "But I'm leaving if you bore me!"