Lovino talked to this stranger named Gilbert for ages when he was in hospital, the two knew so much about each other but had never talked face to face. When Antonio visited never happened, Lovino was pretty much alone with a man he had never met but was falling for him bad, with out meeting him or seeing his face. Every time they talked they never said about meeting. Did Gilbert talk to everyone who calls him like this? Was it the fact Lovino had seemed to have told him everything? Lovino didn't know before growing the courage to ask if he wanted to meet him. He knew how bad this could fail but he still felt like it was right.
Picking up the phone to talk to the Prussian, his hand shaky while he dialed the number and waited, hearing the phone ring but no answer. Waiting a few more minutes before trying again with another no answer. He sighed before throwing the phone, somehow feeling himself shatter from no answer but wouldn't let it show before looking over at the door which slides opened and blinked.
"Hallo, I'm the awesome Gilbert Beilschmidt!" The pale man with white hair yelled as he entered the room with an annoying laugh before closing the door when he knew the doctor wasn't following and quietened himself. "Hallo Lovino" he said more quietly before sitting in the seat beside Lovino's bed.
"Ciao Gilbert..." Lovino was shocked, he was just ringing the Prussian to ask if they could met and here the man was in front of him. Lovino didn't expect what he wanted to be happening, how did know? "How did you get here...?"
"Your doctor is mein bruder" the Prussian nodded while Lovino frowned "he wanted me to talk to more people so he got some people to talk to me... You're really the only one who I liked talking to you." Lovino looked shocked before turning to Gilbert and Gilbert looked back, the green and red eyes staring into each other. Gilbert was just about to make the first move on the Italian, to touch the soft lips with his own before the door opened wide.
"Lovi! Mi amor! I'm here!" A voice yelled as Gilbert quickly turned around, hurt showing on that face which seemed that he didnt know that, Lovino wouldn't have told him that before remembering when he first talked to Lovino.
"What do you want...? Tomato bastard...?" Lovino glared before the Spaniard jumped on the Italians bed and nuzzled him.
"Sorry I haven't been here Lovi~ I've been busy with -"
"Fucking his brother, Antonio?" Gilbert said out of no where before Antonio looked shocked before shaking his head.
"I would never cheat on mi amor" he said and got up to look at Gilbert. "And who are you?"
"Gilbert Beilschmidt" he told proudly while getting up to glare at the Spaniard. Lovino blinked and watched the two glaring men before Gilbert punched Antonio in the face. Then it was on.