This is supposed to take place in like a little concrete circle area in a garden *maybe someone knows the right word?...* years and years ago, and yes it is short but that's how flashbacks are~
Also thank you to the three people who are stalking my story, you shall all get a hug and a piece of L's cake :D
Chapter II
"D..dammit.." A smaller Lovino sniffled, wiping his face onto his arm. "Why is he always more loved then me?" He threw his head back into his hands while crying violently. He had never felt so vulnerable or so unloved, ever. How could Grandpa do that to his own flesh and blood?
"Nonno bastardo!" He screamed until he fell backwards onto the concrete bench. His face was just so...tear-stricken. You would've thought that he had witnessed a murder.
Antonio watched from a distance, all of them had been affected by being left by Domitius, but none so more than Lovino. Antonio understood why he had left with Feliciano, but he still felt pity for the small child. No one would want to have their grandfather take their only other relative away for years and years...
Lovino was still bawling his eyes out when Antonio started walking towards him. Antonio sat down next to him and hugged him, but Lovino immediately became stoic. Much to his surprise though, he started clinging onto Antonio as if his life depended on it. Antonio felt the salty tears absorbing themselves into his shirt sleeve, but he didn't care. He had a much more important thing to care about at the moment.
Antonio patted Lovino's back reassuringly while whispering comforting words into his ear. They stayed like that for an unimaginable amount of time, even when Lovino fell asleep on his shoulder. Antonio carefully lifted him onto his lap and started rocking him back and forth.
"Lovino, I'll stay with you forever. No matter what, I'll stay."
[1] Domitius Livianus - Grandpa Rome
[2] Nonno bastardo! - Grandfather you bastard!
Even though this chapter is really short, the next one is the longest one I've written so far~