Two Tomatoes in Love
Ch. 3
Lovino woke up to the smell of freshly made eggs and crisp bacon cooked and ready to eat. He rolls out of bed then strolled downstairs to the kitchen.
He stood in the door way noticing first Antonio, in all his sexy glory, his hair was his normal crimped hair that sat perfectly on his head and his stunning well toned body.
'God this bastard's making me soft!' Lovino thought rubbing his head.
Lovino walked in and sat, with a huff, on a decent countertop. Antonio heard to huff from Lovino, stopped what he was doing, and walked over to Lovino with a bright smile on his face.
"El amor por la mañana." The Spaniard said walking in between Lovino's legs; he then wrapped his arms around the Italians waist. Said Italian relaxed his own arms on Antonio's muscular shoulders, to exhaust to protest.
"Bastard why the hell are you in my kitchen like you own the fucking place?" Antonio smiled and gently kissed his Italians warm cheek. Lovino looked away a blush sweeping across his soft face.
"I was making us desayuno." He walked over to get the food, which turned out to be perfect eggs with crispy bacon, and non-burnt pancakes; with the exact amount of butter and maple syrup.
When they finished eating and cleaned the dishes, they talked about what they should do.
"How about we called over Gilbert and Francis and we could hang out with them." Lovino grabbed his phone and started to dial a number. "Lovi, who are you calling?" Antonio questioned. Lovino looked up from his phone at Antonio.
"I'm calling my Death, I'll just end up dead anyways." Antonio's eyes got wide and he quickly grabbed Lovino's phone. "HEY GIVE ME MY PHONE BACK BASTARDO!" Antonio put the phone is his underwear causing Lovino to cross his arms in defeat, mumbling Italian curses.
"Let's just think of a new plan si?" Antonio sat down next to Lovino, making the couch sink and Lovino fall on him head on shoulder.
Pointless minutes passed without a single idea.
Lovino's phone still in Antonio's underwear.
Antonio had new bruises from dim-witted ideas.
What's next?
A vibrate from a phone sent them out of thought. Antonio grabs his phone, but no message.
"Um, it wasn't my phone that vibrated….." Blushed appear on both of there faces.
"Well then get my phone out of your fucking pants!"
"No."
"Why the fuck not?"
"I don't want to." Lovino got really pissed and impatient; he stood up then walked away Antonio following him with his emerald eyes.
"Where are you going Lovi?"
"Away from you!" He stormed upstairs and slammed the door to the TV room they had. Antonio felt horrible for what he did, and walked upstairs to Lovino.
He opened the door and found Lovino lying sluggishly on the couch switching through the channels.
"Lovi, lo siento," He reached in his pants to get Lovino's warm phone. "Here" He reached Lovino's phone out to him, who took it and flipped through the messages. He walked over to the other side of Lovino on the couch, lifting his feet, sitting down, and then put Lovino's legs on his. Lovino looked up from his phone then back down…..with a half smile on his blush covered face.
Antonio took Lovino's phone out of his hands again, causing the Italian yell at him. He gently put his phone on the black table next to the couch.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Antonio creped on top of Lovino, Lovino's eyes got wide not sure what he was going to do.
"Showing you I'm sorry." His fingers found the bottom of Lovino's soft olive shirt just as his cherry chapped lips found Lovino's pink smooth lips.
"No…..n-not h-here." He stuttered a little his face heating up by every burning touch Antonio gave him. Antonio smiled and picked up Lovino wrapping his legs around his waist, Lovino hastily draped his arms around Antonio's neck. And they walked to Lovino's bed room, kissing on the way there.
'Maybe this day wasn't going to be bad after all.' Lovino thought before Antonio softly set his down on the bed, locked the door, crawled on top of him, and crashed their lips together.
TRANSLATIONS:
El amor por la mañana= Morning Love (Spanish)
Desayuno= Breakfast (Spanish)