When they got to the kitchen only one question remained: What to cook? He couldn't really ask Antonio since he probably didn't know the names of dishes and his brother would just say pasta, which they had already eaten that day… He guessed they could make pizza he shrugged and decided that that is indeed what the would be making since it was also pretty easy to make so Antonio could easily help.
Antonio just stood where he was, his hands by his sides. He didn't want to bump into anything… He wasn't sure what he could do when he couldn't see. Cutting things could be a really bad idea… He didn't know much about cooking though.
Lovino got to work on making the dough from scratch and after a few minutes it was done and ready to be kneaded. The perfect job for Antonio. "Antonio would you like to try kneading the dough for me? I can show you how it's pretty easy you just press your palms into the dough and make circling motions, like this" he said picking up Antonio's hands towards the end in order to give him a better example completely forgetting his brother whom was sitting in the living room watching them out of the corner of his eye.
Antonio nodded some as he felt the dough in his hands. He silently kneaded it. He heard breathing in the living room yet said nothing. He figured Lovino knew the other boy was there. So he didn't see a reason to say anything.
Lovino smiled slightly, "you're doing great. Here do you wanna knead this one too while I start on the sauce?" he asked as he moved the now round disk shaped blob of dough out from underneath Antonio's hands and replaced it with a non-kneaded blob before turning to start making the sauce.
He nodded some and continued to move the dough in his hands. He seemed to do it without really noticing it. His mind was lost in the sensation. The smooth yet slightly rough dough felt odd in his hands. He had never felt the sensation before.
After the sauce and was done and the pizzas were ready to be prepared Lovino got an idea, "how would you like to decorate your own pizza?" he asked hoping the other would agree.
"Okay… But how…?" he asked softly as he looked in his direction with confusion.
"Well first you spread the sauce on and then you add cheese and then I have other toppings you can choose from. Just try and keep the toppings on the pizza as best as you can. It's okay if you make a mess though because that's bound to happen while cooking" Lovino explained before continuing on, "for toppings I have anchovies, olives, spinach, and chicken. You can choose from those things to put on it or you can put all of them I don't really mind."
He blinked some, not ever eating any of those things. "I've never had them." He said softly, he wasn't sure how he was going to keep them on the pizza when he couldn't see it to begin with.
"Well then nows a good time to try them. Here you can make the first pizza with me" Lovino said. "But I guess we could also let the dough sit for awhile, if you'd like to take a break?" He asked gently.
"That would be fine, thank you" Antonio answered, glad to have a break. Things we're moving too fast for him to keep up with.
Since they had some time to spare Lovino decided to ask some questions, "s-so Antonio I've been wondering how old are you? I've just been curious about that." He asked cautiously not knowing what kind of reaction to expect from the other.
"I do not know… I never had much of a concept of time when it came to living down there…" He said softly. "It never… In a way occurred to me how much time passes… How quickly… Or how slowly." He said softly, continuing to listen to the quiet hum.
Feliciano sat unmoving in the livingroom processing what he had just overheard. 'What does Antonio mean? How can you not know how old you are… And what does he mean by down there- W-wait was Antonio a undesirable?!' Feliciano couldn't believe what he was hearing but he kept quiet.
"Hmm. I hadn't thought about that you guys didn't get sun down there so there was no way to tell how many days had passed… Well do you know what year you were born it should be pretty easy to tell how old you are from that" Lovino asked now truly intrigued as to what age Antonio actually was.
"No… I was never told…" He said softly, his head dropped some and his eyes stayed shut. He coughed some, rubbing his chest lightly. He sighed some, hoping he wasn't getting sick.
"Well then you're just going to have to decide an age, how old do you want to be? If you're 18 then you can drink." Lovino said with a hint of a smirk, "if you don't know your birthday that's fine too you can just pick a day" Lovino suggested.
He shrugged some. "It doesn't matter to me." He said softly. "Age never mattered when I was down there, a 'birthday' never meant anything either. We all die.." He said with a sigh.
"Jeez you don't have to be a downer. And if you're going to pass up here you're gonna need a birthday. You can't get a certificate- or at least a forged one without one. Besides if you had a birthday then we could celebrate it" Lovino explained as he checked the oven to see how much longer was left, only a few minutes.
"Why don't you decide…" He said softly, he didn't see a reason to think about it. The thought of it, brought up memories he didn't think too fondly of. He wanted to forget, yet they always creeped up on him. He needed to forget…
"Fine if you're going to be so stubborn about it then come here if I'm going to do this then I'm going to do it right" Lovino said hopping up on the counter and dragging the Spaniard over so he was between his legs before taking his head between his hands and moving his head this way and that.
"You look like you're an young adult but you also look like you could be a teenager. Though you might look younger because of your hair. Hell I don't know" Lovino growled "I've always sucked at guessing ages"
Antonio blushed some and looked down. "Lo siento… I'm not trying to cause frustration for you, Lovino." He said slowly, rubbing his arm lightly and shutting his eyes. Why were things like this so difficult…? He wondered to himself.
"I'm not frustrated I'm just trying to guess… And I'm not that great at guessing games. Don't put yourself down about it…" Lovino said as he pulled Antonio's hair up into a ponytail as to see his face better. "I'd say you're in your 20's… You look a bit older than me so maybe 24? 25?" Lovino guessed.
Antonio blinked some. "I guess. I'm not sure." He shrugged some. It was hard to think that he had been underground for so long. If he was twenty-four or twenty-five… That would have been a lot of time gone. Antonio shook his head some, pushing the thought away.
"Well lets just go with that because if I try to guess your age again my brain will explode of possibilities. As for you birthday… Well today is February 15th and I found you 3 days ago we could go with the day I found you, February 12th. What do you think about that? Since it's the start of your new life it kinda makes sense, right?" Lovino asked checking on the dough and walking around the kitchen preparing some of the ingredients for use.
He blinked some and nodded slowly. "Oh, okay…" He said softly. "That works." He said softly, trying to make sure he could remember those things. He slowly stood up, not noticing how close to the other he was. He didn't exactly have a conception of things like that at this point.
"Glad we could figure something out" Lovino said walking over to the counter where they had put the dough.
"We can start whenever you're ready. This is one of the easiest parts though" he said humming slightly as he put all the toppings together on the counter.
Walking over to the counter where he assumed Lovino was standing he called out gently,"Ehm… You do realize your… hermano is in the other room, si?" He asked, glancing in the direction he assumed was the living room.
Feliciano eyes grew wide as he saw his brothers gaze dart over him with a look of shock 'oh no fratellos mad' he thought.
Lovino let out a string of curses in both English and Italian, he had completely forgotten that his brother was here. He wasn't used to his brother being quiet usually he talked at a rate of 10,000 words per second.
He blinked some, tilting his head as he thought he could understand at least a quarter of them. "Lo siento… Did I say something wrong?" He said as he kept his gaze in the direction that he heard the curses from.
"No you did nothing wrong, would you excuse me for a moment? I need to talk to mi fratello in privacy. I'll be right back" Lovino said walking about of the kitchen and to the livingroom where he grabbed his brother by the collar of his shirt and pulled him into the the back of the house.
"Fratello let go of my shirt I can walk on my own!" Feliciano squeaked out surprised by being lifted suddenly. He had forgotten that his fratello was surprisingly strong.
"No way in hell you'll just try and run away" Lovino muttered before continuing, "so I'm guessing you heard all of that." Lovino said as a statement more than as a question.
"Y-yes. But I don't understand fratello is Antonio… Is he a… A Undesirable?" His brother forced out, his eyes darting to the ground as he asked.
"Yes, he is. I saw him during one of my… One of my missions and took him in. Don't ask why because I don't know"
"But ve, fratello what's wrong with him? I mean I didn't really see anything wrong with him…" Felciano questioned, sounding confused.
Lovino couldn't help but smile at the irony, "that's the thing dumbo" Lovino flicked his brother in the forehead as he said 'dumbo' "he's blind, he can't see" he quickly explained.
Feliciano's face look puzzled for a moment as he pieced everything together before replying with a "ve!~ that makes sense why he didn't shake my hand then… It also makes sense as to why you had to show him how to do everything physically… With his own hands"
Antonio silently stood in the kitchen. He didn't know what else to do. He heard the quiet tick of the kitchen clock. The hum of the refrigerator, as well as a few of the other appliances that were in the kitchen. That was what his world consisted of. Sounds… Smells… Tastes. They all made up for what he no longer had. Sight.
When Lovino returned to the kitchen Feliciano was following closely behind firing questions like rapid fire.
"For the last time Felciano I don't know!" Lovino snapped angrily at his brother causing Feliciano to efficiently shut up.
"Look… I'm sorry it's just you weren't supposed to know about Antonio I was trying to keep it a secret. And for good reason. Feli you have to promise not to tell anyone, this isn't like keeping me breaking a vase away from nono this is way more serious. If you tell anyone you could be risking all three of our lives, do you understand?" He asked his brother with a very serious almost deadpan voice.
"Sí, I understand. I'm not as stupid as you think I am fratello." Feliciano said pouting slightly.
Lovino sighed, "yeah… I know"
"Be more kind to each other…" Antonio said softly as he looked down. "You… If we die we die… By our own hanging or otherwise. At the end of the day we could die any time… So… Be kinder to each other. While you still have the time. Because, once that time is up. You can not make amends for what has been said and done…. And for what was never said."
Feliciano and Lovino both looked at him with bug eyes, though of course Antonio didn't notice.
"Ve… Big brother Toni is weird" Feliciano muttered out breaking the silence. "Of course we'll be nicer to each other but we're brothers it's only natural for us to fight, right Lovi?"
"R-right. And who are you calling 'Big Brother Toni' you pasta loving bastard?!" Lovino yelled at him.
He blinked some, hearing an echo behind Feliciano's…. It was feminine… It was his mind reminding him of his sister…. He looked down, getting lost in a far-gone memory…. A memory of his younger sister and him.
Lovino noticed that Antonio was out of it and started shaking his shoulder slightly, "Antonio snap out of it are you going to help us finish these pizzas or what?" he asked trying to get Antonio to come back to the real world.
Antonio startled some and nodded slowly. "Si… Lo siento. I was just… Thinking about something…"
"It's fine you just had me worried for a moment… Anyways what do you want to put on your pizza?" Lovino directed towards Antonio.
"Ve!~ I want lots of cheese and-" Feliciano was just off mid-sentence
"I wasn't asking you Feli." Lovino gritted out, "I was asking Antonio"
"Whatever. I'm not picky, surprise me." He said after he figured out what he had wanted to say.
"Alright well get over here and at least help me make this pizza, don't be lazy" Lovino called out to Antonio pulling him back into the kitchen after noticing him trying to leave.
Antonio startled and blushed some. "Okay… What do you want me to do?" He asked softly.
"Well if Feliciano would be ever so kind as to spread some sauce on the pizzas then you can be in charge of putting on the toppings, don't worry I'll make sure you don't miss any spots."
Feliciano got out a rubber spatula and started spreading the sauce Lovino had made around on the two pieces of crust.
Antonio nodded slowly, standing back and waiting. He didn't want to get in anyone's way.
After Feliciano was done putting the sauce on the pizzas Lovino grabbed Antonio again and dragged him forward and showed him where the cheese was and then where the pizza was. "Basically just try and get as much cheese to cover the pizza as you can if you miss a spot it's okay I'll get it for you" Lovino explained.
Antonio nodded slowly, trying to do as he was instructed, however it was quite difficult to do when you were blind.
Noticing Antonio was having some trouble, as he thought he would, he took his hand and guided it in a circular motion over the pizza watching as the cheese fell onto the pizza like awkwardly shaped snow.
Antonio smiled some as he did this, he felt like he could actually do something… That the fact he couldn't see wasn't a big deal…. Then he remembered he needed help and the smile faded some.
Lovino noticed the smile that was present on Antonio's voice and couldn't help but feel the smile on his own. "Now that there's cheese on it here comes the easier part, you don't really need to see to be able to do this all you have to do is place the toppings at random where ever you'd like. Since you're not hovering about the pizza though you can actually feel if you're placing them on the pizza or on the counter… The topping are over here by the way" Lovino guided Antonio's hand over to where he had placed the toppings.
"This bowl is the chicken, the one next to it is spinach, and then the bowels next to them are the anchovies and olives. Feel free to taste them before you put them on though. Also, I hope you don't mind but I kind of covered the second pizza in tomatoes…" Lovino said blushing.
"It's fine…" He said softly as he slowly tried each of the things. Each of the different tastes had a different mental picture. He nodded some. "They all taste… Different… Unique…" He said softly.
"Yeah, but that's a good thing because it adds lots of flavors to the pizza and makes it taste yummy!~" Feliciano chimed in, he had been being quiet for so long contently watching his brother help the elder male with an ever present smile on his face, a smile his fratello hadn't seemed to notice.
Lovino nodded in agreement at this statement before popping a tomato slice into his mouth and then asking Antonio if he'd like to try one as well.
Antonio nodded some and slowly opened his mouth, his cheeks slightly red. He didn't know why. But being here felt right, felt like home.
Lovino blushed slightly at the thought of Antonio but went through with his plans anyways not wanting to chicken out as that would just confuse Antonio. "So what do you think? Pretty great, right?" He asked, speaking fondly of his favorite fruit. He could swear he heard his brother whisper the words 'so cute' from the corner of the kitchen and shot him a glare.
He nodded some and blushed lightly. "Very sweet… yet not…." He said softly.
Lovino smiled slightly, "that's why they're my favorite food. I could just eat them forever" Lovino confessed.
He nodded some. "I see why." He said softly. "You are lucky to have such good food." He said softly.
Lovino felt a pang in his heart, "y-yeah. Well its your food now too" He quickly added on trying to make the guilt he felt in his heart go away.
"Yeah Antonio! now that you're here with us we'll share everything we have with you… Except maybe clothes considering you're a good five inches taller than both of us…" Feliciano seemed to get lost in thought as he thought thinking of who knows what.
He blushed some. "Well the clothes barely fit on me now. So I should be good for awhile." He said softly.
Lovino's stomach growled and the fact he was in the middle of making food but had stopped to talk was not helping. "Oi, aren't you supposed to be making a pizza, Antonio?" Lovino asked blushing bright red when his stomach made a loud rumbling noise.
"E-eh… Sí." He said softly, bowing and turning bright red. "Lo siento. Lo siento." He said quickly as he tried to returned to work.
"It's fine I'm just hungry and want to get these pizzas in the oven as soon as possible I'm so hungry" Lovino complained.
"We know fratello!~ We could hear your stomach" Feliciano giggled
"S-shut up Feli!" Lovino shouted at his younger brother glowing a bright red blush that spread to his ears.
He nodded some as he finished topping the pizza's quickly, although in the process he ended up dirtying the counters.
Lovino opened the oven and placed the pizzas inside before setting the timer. He looked around his kitchen, there wasn't too much of a mess but there were some dirty dishes and a few toppings Antonio had misplaced on the counter. Getting the sponge out from the sink he began to wash the dishes starting with the knives he had use to cut the toppings and tomatoes. He realized it probably wasn't much fun for Antonio to stand there doing nothing and for Feliciano to stand there watching him clean so he suggested the two go into the living room and talk about something. When he had finished cleaning up he grabbed two tomatoes and left the kitchen.
When he sat down on the couch he placed one of the two tomatoes in Antonio's hand before informing him of what the object was, ignoring Feliciano when he said he was ruining his appetite for dinner, 'what's one little tomato?' he thought to himself.
He nodded some as he nibbled on the tomato in his hand. He slowly walked into the living room and sat on the floor, continuing to nibble on the treat.
Lovino yawned slightly, he was always tired after having of worked which made sense considering his job. He wondered if he had enough time to take a quick siesta before dinner was ready… He could already feel himself drifting off to sleep and he felt slightly sorry for leaving Antonio alone with only his brother as company.
Antonio nibbled on the tomato quietly, staring at the ground in front of him. Even though he couldn't see it. He hated making direct eye contact with people when they knew he couldn't see them.
Lovino had started to snore slightly in his sleep when Feliciano noticed that he was sleeping. He also noticed that Antonio was sitting on the floor. "Toni! You don't have to sit on the floor y'know! You can sit up on the couch with us… Though I think fratello is sleeping…" Feliciano beamed
Antonio blinked some. "I'm fine with sitting on the floor." He said softly. He would feel bad if he took away space from them. He never had anything of his own, so sitting with others… Or otherwise kind of put him off balance.
"Oh come on don't be silly! There is no way the floor can be comfy, plus I bet it's cold down there too" Feliciano shouted happily causing Lovino to stir slightly in his sleep before pulling the other up onto the couch by his hand.
He yelped as he fell forward onto the couch, his being blind made the movement a large shock to him. He blushed and shifted on his feet some.
Lovino shifted in his sleep slightly, he was used to sleeping through noise since Feli never seemed to Shut. Up. Ever. When a nightmare began to plague his dreams, this was a normal occurrence for the young man, he could barely get a night sleep without at least one nightmare.
Antonio tried to right himself sitting, however since he couldn't see it made doing so quite a bit of a challenge. His hands nervously sat in his lap.
"You look so tense, you should try and loosen up a bit. It's reaaaaaaaaaally bad for your back to be tense all the time, just ask Lovi" Feliciano said in a slightly whining voice.
"I'm fine… Just not used to things." He said softly, shifting on his feet some.
"Oh huh, yeah I guess that makes sense" he said slowly as if he were thinking about all the other things that Antonio might not be used to. Though he quickly became lost in thought because there were just so many thing the other probably didn't know how to do that he and his fratello would have to teach him… Feliciano was so lost in thought that he didn't notice when his brother started whimpering in his sleep slightly.
Antonio heard the whimpering and glanced over. "Erm. Lovino?" He asked softly, slight worry in his eyes.
Lovino continued to sleep, completely oblivious of the other whom was concerned for him. Though Lovino was usually a light sleeper (he had to be with his job) he felt safe with his brother and Antonio around so had fallen into a deep sleep.
Antonio frowned some. "Lovino?" He asked softly, his eyes extremely worried.
"N-no! Get back…" Lovino shouted in his sleep. "Don't… Don't touch him" he mumbled, turning in his sleep.
Antonio startled as the loud voice thundered in his ears, causing him to stumble back into the coffee table that was behind him. The back of his knees hit the table and caused him to flip over the other end. He hit the ground and winced.
Lovino awoke to the sound of a large crash. He immediately surged forward to see Antonio in a heap on the floor, "shit!" He exclaimed, rushing to help his friend up. As soon as he had helped Antonio on the couch he was asking him questions rapid fire.
Antonio's ears were assaulted with questions such as 'are you okay?!', 'what happened?', and 'do you need something?'.
Lovino seemed to be freaking out as Feliciano finally returned from his own world and looked over at the pair, also concerned for Antonio's well being.
Lovino was about to fire another round of questions at Antonio when he was cut off by the timer going off. "You should get that" Antonio muttered, dusting himself off slightly.
"Alright... But are you sure you're okay?" Lovino asked him, his eyes still riddled with concern.
"Yeah, I'm fine just hungry" He replied, smiling slightly in the direction he thought Lovino was- though it looked more like a grimace than anything.
The two were soon both pulled into the kitchen by an excited Feliciano who was "oh so happy that he would get to try both his fratello's and Antonio's cooking"
A/N this chapter was kind of iffy but I hope you like it! Please review it! Also I know there are a lot of grammar mistakes but I wanted to get it posted as soon as possible. (Also I'm horrid at editing things) And I know that Lovino didn't need to let the dough sit but that was his way of trying to get to talk to Antonio uwu