Because my last update was too short. *Le me rereading it… "THAT'S IT?" (table flips)
So… here…
TUESDAY MUCH LATER: Treat me like one of those French girls…
(LOL wut title)
(Antonio's POV on the later parts. You would know.)
"What?" Antonio dropped the paella in his spoon without him realizing.
"I'm not going to repeat it you jerk!" Lovino shrieked.
Antonio reached out his left hand onto Lovino's lip, removing a rice grain. "But why?" he asked before licking the grain off his finger.
"W-What was that for bastard!"
"There was a grain…"
"I-I don't care, you should have just told me… T-That's gross."
"But you aren't gross, Lovi," Antonio said nonchalantly. He heaved the spoon in his mouth without realizing that there's no more paella in it. "You're too cute to be gross."
Lovino's face burned. I repeat, from SPICINESS, dammit.
"Anyways, Lovino, why would you want me to treat you this way?" the Spaniard asked.
Why would you want me to treat you this way. WHAT THE FUCK! The Spaniard has started without even telling him? That jerk… Lovino complained inwardly.
"Really, Lovino, why?" Antonio inched his face closer to the Italian blushing mess, peeking innocently. S-S-So close…
"You're too close, damn it!" Lovino screamed, involuntarily head-butting the Spaniard ten meters away. (Lovino can only shove a person away for ten meters, apparently).
Antonio pouted from being thrown away. He dusted himself from hitting the ground and walked back to the very flustered Italian.
"Really Lovino, if you want to be treated like a girl, maybe you should act like one," he said, frowning. "Girls don't go head-butting their boyfriends."
'WHAT THE FUCK! WHO ARE YOU TO TELL ME HOW I SHOULD ACT TO MY B-B-BOYFRIEND?' Lovino screeched inside his head. However, he needs the Spaniard's help so he must also cooperate. And so the words turned out this way:
"Then how should I act to my b-boyfriend?" Lovino mumbled, still blushing like there's no tomorrow. Unknown to him, that came out very seductively. At least for Antonio.
And so the Spaniard also blushed. He looked away and covered his face.
"What the fuck?" Lovino snorted.
"That was so cute, mi querido!" the Spaniard cooed.
Lovino punched his head. "Don't get carried away, asshole."
Antonio exhaled. Maybe he shouldn't drive Lovino over the edge. That look (the 'Then how should I act to my b-boyfriend' look) gave him the nerves, really. He felt like his heart was going to burst for a moment there.
He turned back to Lovino, coughing to regain his composure.
"So, really, why do you want me to treat you like a woman?"
Lovino sighed and look down.
"I wanna learn."
"Learn what?"
"I wanna learn how to be a good boyfriend."
"So you're calling me a good boyfriend, I am so flattered, ahahaha…"
"Shut up. It wasn't like that. You just happened to be there and since I can't brush you off then why not make use of you," Lovino explained gruffly.
"I feel like I should feel bad about what you have said…" Antonio said timidly.
"Well anyways," Lovino said loudly. "I just want to learn your ways."
"Uhm, what for?" Antonio asked, guessing the answer.
"N-None of your business."
Antonio raised his eyebrows. "Maybe it is my business since we are dating right now."
Lovino frowned at the sudden cold Spaniard. "This will be ending in a week, you don't have to know what I'll do next week, do you?" the Italian snarled back.
Antonio was stunned. But then he just awkwardly recovered his cool. "O-Of course not."
Lovino looked unconvinced at the uncomfortable Spaniard. "Antonio…"
Antonio scratched his head and avoided Lovino's gaze.
"You know that this relationship was just an accident, right?"
Antonio's breathing hitched.
"And you know I like Bella."
Antonio gulped.
"And you asked me why don't I try to make her happy myself."
Antonio bit his lip.
"So I thought about it and I realized that I need your help to do this," Lovino glanced hopefully at the Spaniard.
How could I refuse you when you give me that look?
Antonio patted Lovino's head.
"I'll start tomorrow, si? I'll just have cool my head," and with that the Spaniard scruff the Italian's hair and took off, smiling back at him.
Lovino felt something was off.
TUESDAY AFTERNOON: The Seven Day Rule (mini additional chapter :D)
What is this rule all about? It was Francis's idea to be able to date the most number of persons possible throughout their stay at the academy. For Gilbert, it was a way to increase his popularity and to move on from a certain brunette that crushed his heart. What about Antonio?
He thought it would be an easy way to fall in love.
It was never a game, at least for him. He was trying his best to be serious in every relationship he accepts. He was searching for that elusive thing. Love. He was hoping that someday, he'll end this date-play and settle down with the first person he'd fall in love with. But through the course of three years of his schooling, it still hadn't happen. Not even once. He was slowly losing his hope but at the same time, the tiniest bit of his faith becomes stronger. He had come this far, why stop now? If he stops now, what if that person slip off his hand?
It's more serious than you think, Lovi.
Somehow, Antonio hates the fact that Lovino isn't being serious about this. When he himself is giving his best. But he can't blame the guy either. It's the guy who thinks all of this was a joke. But still…
Lovino looks really very firm about his love for that Bella.
That girl's lucky to have someone like him. Must be nice to be her…
What are you thinking, Antonio?
He's just another cute guy. In one week it'll also be a goodbye.
Lovino is walking home alone. Antonio's face lingers in his mind. He was smiling but it looks hurt. He tried to think why the Spaniard wore that expression.
"So I thought about it and I realized that I need your help to do this."
When he said that, Antonio walked away.
"And you asked me why don't I try to make her happy myself."
When he said that, Antonio bit his lip.
"And you know I like Bella."
When he said that, Antonio gulped.
"You know that this relationship was just an accident, right?"
When he said that, Antonio's breathing hitched.
It all started there, Lovino guessed. But why? Why does Antonio let that affect him?
"This will be ending in a week, you don't have to know what I'll do next week, do you?"
That's right, it'll end in a week. That's the kind of game he plays, right?
"It's more serious than you think."
Oh right. He said that.
Damn it.
TBC
The angst is here. I dunno if I'm being generous or I'm also getting annoyed at my own slow-pace-ness (is this a word?) hahaha. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this. I'll update again tomorrow.