Lovino walked down the street, trying to find him. His car wasn't there so he knew he walked over. Eventually he passed by a park and saw Antonio sitting on a bench with his head down. He walked up to him and looked away. "Having sex with Gilbert was stupid of me…" he said softly. "I never want to sleep with a German again…" he told him, trying to maybe make him laugh a little, but Antonio didn't even look up or speak to him. "What? Are you mad at me now too?" he asked and glared a bit.

"You got over me /that/ quickly." he muttered. "Here I was thinking you loved me…" he said with a small smile.

He was going to tell him that he loved him but he saw the now fading hickey on his neck. "You're the one who cheated on me… Who the hell are you to say something like that." he told him. "At least I had the decency to break up with you before sleeping around."

Antonio looked up at him. "How many times do I have to say I'm sorry? How am I supposed to make this better when you won't even give me a chance to talk?"

"Let me get this clear, You. Fucked. Some. Girl. You fucked some girl the same night you kissed me goodbye and said you love me." he told him and then laughed a bit. "I even told you "stay safe". I should have told you "keep it in your pants" but no, I trusted you. You have no excuse. You say you made a mistake, but this isn't a fucking burning dinner mistake or staying out way too late without calling mistake."

"I do love you."

"You obviously don't." he cut him off.

He sighed and got up. "I'll be at Francis and Arthur's place if you want to talk…" he muttered softly and walked away.

Lovino just got more frustrated and stormed away. He found himself storming back over to Gilbert's house and in his frustrated, angry, heartbroken state he thought to himself, "Why the fuck not..."

"Guys, it's getting pretty late, I should text Lovi." Antonio muttered. It was already nine and he was getting pretty drunk, but Gilbert snached his phone in the middle of a text.

"Nope, you've gotta make up for bailing on us the last like, six times we've been out."

Antonio shrugged and drank some more. "Well when Lovi gets mad I'm blaming you." he said and laughed a bit. A few hours later, he was down right hammered.

Francis had already left and Gilbert got up. "Well, I think the bar's gonna close soon. I guess we should head home too." he told him and started walking out. Antonio stumbled up to follow him but lost him in the crowd before bumping into someone and falling back into an empty booth. The person he bumped into turned around and saw him, she was about to get mad but smiled when she saw how downright pretty he is.

"Oh, Hi~" she said and sat down next to him. Antonio could barely make out the main features and only saw someone with short brown hair, brown eyes, and a slim figure in a shirt and vest. He smiled back and leaned on her shoulder.

"Lovi, you came to pick me up?" he muttered and leaned in to kiss her.

"Oh no, I'm not getting into this again." Gilbert said, blushing when Lovino was back in his house. "You slapped me."

"Well, you were being an idiot." he told him and walked into the kitchen to grab a bottle of wine his brother brought over. "Besides, who said I wanted to sleep with you again?" he smirked.

He blushed more and was caught off guard. "Well, I mean, last time you, you know most people wait to be let in before walking into their kitchen and taking their booze." he pointed out, flustered.

"Well for one thing I know you don't drink wine and it's a crime to let Italian food of any kind go to waste. For another thing I need it." he told him and sat on the couch and poured two glasses.

Gilbert sighed and sat next to him. "I thought you knew I don't like wine?"

"Who said this was for you?" he asked and drank the first glass.

A few glasses and some talking about his situation later he was a bit tipsy and got up onto Gilbert's lap. "There, now we can have sex." he told him and Gilbert went red.

"I thought, you said, look, Antonio's my friend and he loves you like, a lot." he sputtered out.

"Obviously he doesn't. Besides, I thought you said I was sexy~" he smirked and started unbuttoning his own shirt. Gilbert watched and started getting hard, and Lovi noticed. "So this is alright then?~" he asked, being the tipsy and frustrated gentleman he was.

Gilbert tried to hold back but, "Fuck it." he muttered and flipped them so Lovino was pinned to the couch and kissed him. They continued like they did before until later that night when they found themselves in Gilbert's bedroom.

"Ug, how many unfortunate men and women found themselves in here?" he muttered as they were kissing before falling onto the bed.

"Hey, you happen to be in here right now." Gilbert laughed a bit. "You know, after you and Antonio make up I'm so holding this over you."

"Don't talk about him when we do this alright? I'm just using you to get my mind off of him." he told him and kissed him again.

"You know, I'm oddly alright with that. I mean, I've been wanting to sleep with you ever since I found out Feliciano had a twin brother." he laughed again.

Lovino shot daggers at him. "And don't compare me to my brother either. Now shut up and get on with it already."

He smirked and got down on his knees. "Alright mign prinz~" he told him and made Lovino bite his lip and dig his fingers into Gilbert's hair.

Once they were done Gilbert was holding a curled up Lovino on the bed. "It's fucking cold." he muttered against his chest. He laughed a little and pulled the blanket over them and Lovino closed his eyes to snuggle closer. "Don't get used to this…"

Gilbert smiled and kissed his head before he fell asleep. "I won't."

((HOLY FUCK IT'S BEEN OVER A YEAR. I'm sorry I'm just getting the second chapter out now… Anyway, the show must go on. But what's worse is when I started writing this, I thought I'd go ahead and let the two of them make up and live happily ever after but no, I made things worse. You're welcome. #sorrynotsorry))