" One. Extra Large. Easy on the cheese! Extra of Broccoli!"
Lovino memorized this order with ease as he began to quickly whip up fresh dough for the pizza he was supposed to make.
" Easy on the cheese? Isn't Pizza all cheese?" came a certain albinos one out of multiple attempts at cracking conversation with him as he kneaded and stretched the dough. His name was Gilbert Beilschmidt, technically his half "bother", thanks to the marriage of both of their brothers; he was the delivery boy when it came to pizza at the restaurant. The man took every opportunity to speak to him at moments when he clearly did not want to be bothered or at least when Lovino was trying to give off the vibe that he wanted to be alone.
" Come on you gotta answer this for me. Isn't Pizza all about the cheese? What happens if there is no cheese on it? Just bread, pasta and broccoli?"
Besides a grunt in response Lovino kept his mouth shut.
" I mean its like Peanut butter and Jelly! You can't have Pizza without cheese, what's the point of orderin' it?"
" Hm."
" I couldn't live without cheese on my Pizza~ kesesese!" There was that annoying laugh that made the Italian cringe. He took a glance to the clock. Just an hour of this left, but the faster he whipped up this pizza the quicker he could get rid of this man.
Once Gilberts laughter subsided he looked to Lovino again and frowned.
" You can't ignore me forever you know~!"
" Yes, I can." Lovino said mocking Gilberts tone.
" Hah you talked!"
Lovino slammed down his dough and pounded his fist into it once.
" Yes. I did. If you keep talking I'm going to pound you into flour! Capisce?"
Gilbert rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, strolling around the kitchen area. " You trying to be a gangster or something?" Gilbert's lips quivered before he burst into more dreadful laughter.
Lovino just shook his head and started to pound down his dough. Gilberts laughter died down and sweet silence finally came for Lovino. With the temporally peace he completed the pizza and had it baking in the Oven.
The silence grew awkward between the two, Lovino starting to pat his hands down on his apron before going to fetch a box for the results of his work.
Gilbert looked ready to say something before he noticed something outside the door, gasped loudly and ran straight out of the kitchen.
If only he had done that minutes ago.
Curious, he took a peek outside from the small window that served as an exit for pizza boxes and gave him a small but decent view of what was outside.
" Antonio!"
" Gilbert!"
Antonio embraced Gilbert against his will and spun him around before they performed an elementary school, over complicated handshake.
These two idiots knew each other.
Lovino was not too surprised.
He found himself watching them converse happily, only catching bits and pieces of their conversation.
" What are you doing' here?" Gilbert asked him.
" I heard there was a pizza place down here and thought to check it out! But, I didn't know you worked here!" Antonio said smiling as always.
Gilbert said something in reply and then they both began to laugh. Lovino strained to hear more.
" I heard that the chef wasn't too bad either~" an all-knowing look crossing Antonio's face and Lovino felt his face flush. The heat in the room was getting to him.
DING! The timer on the oven went off and Gilbert turned. " Bout' Time to deliver! Come on back with me?"
Lovino silently screamed. 'No!' His mind racing he quickly turned to grab the pizza from the oven as the duo entered the kitchen.
" Lovi!" Antonio was quick to say.
" We're not on a first name basis!" he immediately yelled to Antonio, the pizza being placed in its box and sealed shut.
" Here" Lovino said shoving the box to Gilbert.
" Now get! If someone gets this pizza for free-"
Lovino began to warn before Gilbert laughed and waved his hand dismissively. " No freebees from me! Stay here, Ant! I'll be back in 30!" he said before racing out.
Silence.
It was difficult to keep a decent frown on his face with Antonio smiling like a dork and poking his nose around the kitchen. " So, this is where you work, Mr. Vargas?" Antonio asked, pressed a finger to his lips. " Being in here is making me a little hungry!" he laughed again and Lovino felt his knees tingle.
" Customers aren't supposed to be in here." Was all that he could think to say.
"…Oh should I leave then?"
" Two boxes! Smalls! Extra Cheese!" Someone shouted before Lovino could answer the question.
Antonio jumped at the sudden yell, surprised again with Lovino as he got to work immediately spreading flour on the table and beginning to work into the dough. He leaned against the long table he worked on watching with admiration.
" You have a real talent for this. Is this a family trade or do you just like Pizza?"
" My Grandfather owned this place." Lovino answered, pounding his fist into the dough and stretching it out.
" Did he retire?"
" No. He died."
"I'm so sorry-"
" Don't be. He was old and stupid. If he lived any longer he'd be a world record."
Antonio's eyebrows arched down and he turned his attention back to the dough Lovino pounded down.
"You should speak kinder of your family you know-ah!"
Lovino seized him by the collar of his shirt and pushed him against the wall at quick speed, catching Antonio off guard as his gaze was too the floor.
" Don't. Lecture. Me." Lovino warned.
Antonio starred up at him like a deer caught in headlights.
" You like teasing me don't you? Pressing my buttons? Making me mad?"
No answer.
" Why are you here? Did Feliciano tell you where I was?"
Silence.
" Answer me!"
Antonio gently took hold of Lovino's trembling wrist, before removing his hand from his collar. Despite him being shorter Antonio had a powerful grip.
" I'm sorry for following you. But, calm down and just listen to me, okay?"
Lovino glared daggers into him before shutting his eyes and taking a moment to breath.
"… I wanted to ask you something."
Lovino remained silent, opening his eyes again to glare at him. Antonio rested his hands on the Italians cheeks. " This time I'm the customer. So, just listen to my order? I don't want to repeat it." he placed a light kiss to one of Lovino's cheeks.
" I want you to go out with me." Time slowed down for Lovino, the expression on his face urging Antonio to carry on.
"Just for fun! It doesn't even have to be anything extreme like dinner but maybe a park trip? Even a walk would be nice. You could bring your brother if you want,"
Lovino's eyes were wide open now the anger replaced with shock. Was he asking him out on a date or was he trying to get to Feliciano? Why? The man already knew his brother was married. He wouldn't be so stupid as to try that. Not that no ones used him for that before, it's happened one too many times. It fell silent, Antonio giving Lovino a hopeful look as he awaited a response.
"Why would I agree to something like that?" Lovino said between his teeth.
Antonio rested a finger on Lovino's lips. " You'll get free warm delicious coffee in the morning and an espresso before bed." He said in a low flirty tone of voice, leaning in close to Lovino's face.
If this were anyone else they would have been shoved off to the ground by now, but something about Antonio was reeling him in and before he knew it he pulled Antonio into a kiss.
" Mph!" Antonio's grew wide before he shut them tightly and returned the kiss, his arms wrapping around Lovino's neck he felt himself being shoved against the wall, Lovino hefting him up to hold him against it. Their tongues came out to wrestle and it only took seconds for him to have Antonio whining and groaning for more attention wrapping his legs around Lovino. It was all beginning to blur- but then it clicked; they're in a Pizza Joints kitchen. Stop.
He released Antonio from their kiss and Antonio released him from his leg hold. They starred at each other before Antonio smiled again and ran a hand through his messy hair. "So, is it a date?" he asked.
" Fine. But don't expect me to bring Pizza." He grumbled before he went to the kitchens sink. " Now, get out."
" See you tomorrow night, Mr. Vargas." Antonio said happily, a skip in his step as he walked out.
The clicking of Antonio's heels against the floor was cut off by the swing of the kitchen door, and then he knew he was alone.
He began to wash his hands, splashing water in his face.
He glanced to the clock.
It took them 10 minutes to escalate that far.
How quickly would their semi-friendly outing turn into something dangerous?
He couldn't bring himself to make more Pizza today.
Gosh sorry this took so long. Hope this was sort of worth the wait?
I hope to have chapter 4 up much sooner. But I hope you enjoyed this none the less!
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