Song 2: Famous Last Words
Artist: My Chemical Romance
Author's Notes: Whew- Not sure where that last one went, but I have a feeling this one's gonna go way off track too.
Lovino grumbled as he heard giggling coming from the doorframe, immediately recognizing the voice. "Wh't d' you w'nt…?" Came the halfhearted, muffled, voice of Lovino as he laid in his bed, with his face in the pillow. He heard footsteps, then the bed dipped downwards by his feet. The Italian raised his head and turned to glare at Antonio where the Spaniard sat, fully awake, by the end of his bed.
"Buenas dias, Lovino!" He chirped, grinning at the half-awake Italian as if he wasn't glaring daggers at the other through golden optics. Eventually, the brunette gave up and simply groaned, letting his face drop back down into the pillow. He felt the bed shift as Antonio scooted closer to him, and the Italian simply ignored him as he tried to block out the harsh rays of sunlight that were shining into their shared bedroom.
"Lovino," He whined and said man mumbled into his pillow. "C'mon! Get up!" He said, and now he could feel Antonio's hand on his leg, shaking it. Sighing heavily, he rolled over so that he was able to look at Antonio, but still laying down. His mouth stretched wide in a yawn, and he raised a hand to rub at his eyes before pointing accusingly at Antonio.
"If you had a friend crying to you about their stupid boyfriend breaking up with them until three in the morning then you'd want to sleep in too dammit." He said, his bass Italian voice tinged with slight annoyance.
"Oh?" Antonio asked, looking genuinely concerned, "who was it?"
"Elayna."
"Oh," Now he sounded more understanding, "what was his name?"
"Eh, I don't know. Some Danish guy? Apparently, he broke up with her because he realized he didn't swing that way, and she said she understood but her blabbering to me about his 'beautiful blue eyes' or his 'pretty smile' told me otherwise." He grumbled, running a hand through his messy brown locks.
"A Danish person?" Antonio asked, blinking, "oh! If he lives in the town it's probably Mathias!" He declared proudly, and Lovino only huffed though amusement sparkled in his golden optics.
"Yeah, sure. Actually, that sounds familiar so- yeah." Lovino shrugged, but he continued talking. "Apparently he still wants to be friends, the numb-nut thinking that since he's now gay he can still be friends with the girl whose heart he just fucking broke-"
"Ah, Lovino-" Antonio interrupted, "-every person she dates 'breaks her heart', no?"
Lovino thought on it for a moment, before sighing in defeat. "Yeah, I guess so. I mean, she said yeah but only because she's a wicked cool girl, but that doesn't mean she's still heartbroken over it." And, almost if on cue, a few moments after his last words his phone pinged loudly, causing Lovino to jump and swear as he almost fell off the bed.
Once he regained his composure, he realized that Antonio had already gotten his phone and was looking at the text, frowning slightly. 'It's Elayna." He informed his significant other, looking up from the phone and handing it to him. He sighed, grabbing it and unlocking it, before going onto the text.
"'O-m-g exclamation point!'" Lovino said in a frilly girl's voice, pausing as he waited for her to finish typing. "'Mat just t-x-t-ed me!'" Another pause that allowed for just Antonio's giggling laughter to resonate throughout the room. "'He said t-h-t he's thinking about asking out Lukas, how can he recover so quickly D colon exclamation point question mark?!'" Lovino snickered, "'asterisk that,'"
He looked up at Antonio who was still giggling and grinning broadly, and Lovino felt his own mouth curve upwards slightly in a small smile. Okay, maybe today wouldn't be too bad. Perhaps he'd invite Antonio to tag along with him when he went to comfort Elayna, she wanted to get coffee anyways. Then they'd abandon him and crash at her place, eating ice cream (gelato for him, please) and watching soap operas with Elizabeta until the next morning when the Belgian woman was comforted enough to find another boyfriend of her own and then the cycle would repeat.
Maybe today wouldn't be that bad.