Song 4: Kiss With A Fist
Artist: Florence + The Machine
Author's Notes: Idek how I'm going to do this-
Lovino glared at Antonio through golden optics, his hands balled up into fists at his side as the other giggled and told him he was 'so cute' because he was blushing. The brunette snarled something out in Italian and turned around, stalking out of the kitchen and into the living room only to have a whining Spaniard to trail him and tell him not to be so grumpy and accept the fact he was cute.
Sitting down on the couch he pulled his legs up to his chest and folded his arms over them, stuffing his face into the dip of his knees and glaring at the television, as if using the force in order to turn it on or something. He didn't notice when Antonio walked into the room and sat down on the couch next to him, until he said something, that is.
"Lovi~" He whined, causing Lovino to jump and his head to whirl around to look at the brunette.
"Don't call me Lovi for the hundredth time!" He snapped, scowling at him but the other was oblivious.
"C'mon! It's so nice out, ah, and I want to go out with you!"
"The last time you said that you ended up getting distracted by a ladybug,"
"But-"
"Or the time before that and you met Francis at some shop and abandoned me."
"Lovi I-"
"So maybe you should go out and I'll stay here, okay? Okay. Glad I could make an arrangement with you!" He snapped, rising to his feet and pointing at Antonio, then pointing over at the door. "It's not like you'll need me there anyways, you'll probably just drop me off at some random persons house!"
"Lovino!" Antonio bellowed, causing the Italian to halt in surprise and look at the other with wide, golden colored optics. "Lovino," This time, more softly, as he rose to his feet after the smaller and looked at him pleadingly. "I'm sorry, I didn't know that it meant that much to you! I promise I won't get distracted again-"
"You said that last time Antonio,"
"But this time I mean it! I promise! And we can go anywhere you'd like, mi tomate, I promise you that much. Please?"
A pregnant pause is what they succumbed to as Lovino stood there, glaring at Antonio and battling whether or not to trust him.
"Fine…" He grumbled, and the Spaniard immediately brightened and rushed over to him, wrapping his arms around him in a bone crushing hug.
"Ooh! Thank you! Gracias, grazie!" He squealed, stepping back when Lovino started pounding on his back.
"Yeah… yeah… Just, let's go before you change your mind on the whole not getting distracted thing," Lovino mumbled, averting his gaze and starting for the door. "We're getting lunch at that place down the road, no questions asked."
"Of course Lovi!"
"Lovino."
"Oops, but Lovi is so much cuter~!"
"Lovino."
"Aw, fine! Of course Lovi-no."
Lovino huffed and shook his head, but a small smile was playing on his face as he pulled open the door and stepped outside, with Antonio trailing behind him.