Once again Lovino is banging his head on his locker. He's spent the past week snapping his head in any direction he thinks he sees Madeline. It pisses him off so much. He doesn't get why he wants to see her and it annoys him so much. He has seen her throughout the week. A few passing glances and a wave or two. He likes seeing her, and it makes him angry to know he looks forward to seeing someone. What's the point of that?
"Fuck," He says with another bang on the lockers. He glares at nothing in particular. "Fuck? Fuck! Fuck fucking fuckers fucking fuckery fuck." He slowly turns in a circle to lean against the cool of the metal behind him. He closes his eyes and places a hand on his face. He hears the soft giggling first. He peeks through his fingers to see Madeline coming closer to him. She's covering her mouth. She takes a spot next to him against the lockers. Lovino stares at her incredulously. She stops for a moment and peers up at him. She bursts back into a fit of giggles. Sure people have laughed before as his 'fuck' tirades, but no one fucking giggled. Madeline calms herself down.
"How are you today?" She asks sweetly, leaning her head up to see him. Lovino sighs and bangs his head on the locker, trying hard not to look at her. He ignores the happiness he feels seeing her, and also so ignores the annoyance at the happiness.
"Fine enough. You?" She hums at his answer. He bites his tongue. He said that a bit more angry that he would have liked, but Madeline seems to ignore it.
"Oh I'm doing dandy," She says smiling at him. He glares at the floor. With a deep breath he looks at her. Her hair is back in those pigtails making blonde waterfalls over her shoulders. Her glances down at the binders in her arms. He scowls a bit at the paper sticking out with a few lines scratched on it. He reaches over and takes it from it's place. Madelines squeaks and reaches out for it, but he turns away from her to keep it out of her hands. He could recognize Feliciano's penmanship anywhere.
He raises an eyebrow at himself sketched onto the paper. He's glaring at the side, his typical neutral scowl on his face. He peers over his shoulder at Madeline now. She's hiding her face behind her binders, but Lovino can see the tips of her ears turning red. He holds out the paper back to her.
"Why do you have this?" He asks with as level of a voice as he can manage. Madeline peeks over her books. She's cringing slightly.
"I saw Feliciano drawing during class. I asked if it was you, he said yes, and when he finished he gave it to me.." She trails off, taking the paper gingerly in her hand once again. She places it on top of her books. Lovino doesn't react at first. Of course it would Feliciano's doing. He takes a deep breath and spins on his heel. He can hear Madeline make a noise of protest behind him but he can't stay there. He grits his teeth and bangs a fist on the lockers. He stomps his way over to the music room.
He throws open the door. Elizabeta, Roderich, and Carmen are there. Carmen jumps from her spot and waltzes over to him. She throws her arms around him in a hug and he tries to push her off.
"Fucking stop, look I need. I need your help. Do you know any tango type songs?" He manages to get Carmen off him. Her face twists up into absolute puzzlement. Elizabeta and Roderich share a look of confusion as well. Lovino gulps hard and keep his expression stern. Carmen is the first to react, spinning around and rifling through her music. Lovino throws his bag into a corner and approaches them. There's a brief discussion and then they have a song ready. Lovino shakes his head of his thoughts and takes a position in the middle of the room. Roderich takes his violin and Carmen picks at her guitar. A quick beat from Elizabeta on the drums and the song starts.
Lovino has many times danced by himself in his room. He's moved all his stuff out of the way and made space. It's cramped. Here there is space for him to twist and move without worrying about running into anything. He can feel the air in him coming out quick. He feels alive dancing with himself. His arms are up like he has a partner and he moves seamlessly. He's done this dance many times. Although it doesn't quite match up with the song his makeshift band is playing, it doesn't matter. His thoughts are clearing up and he feels better.
He strikes a pose at the end, like he always does. He's breathing heavily. Carmen comes up to him and grabs his hands excitedly telling him how amazing that had been to watch. Elizabeta and Roderich say the same. Then he hears clapping. He snaps his head to the door to see Feliciano and Madeline there applauding. He gulps. He says a quick thank you to the music players for complying to his hasty request. He snatches his bag and makes his way over to his brother. Madeline gets to him first.
"That was so amazing! Can you teach me to dance like that?" Any words Lovino had in him disappear. He blinks down at Madeline. Her bright eyes are shining and he grits his teeth. He finds himself nodding. Madeline's face lights up and she hugs Lovino quickly. She runs off. Lovino watches her leave with a stunned expression on his face. He blinks slowly, trying to process what just happened. He barks at Feliciano to shut up when he hears him laughing.
AN: Lovino is the best dancer. Hope you enjoy~
