That morning he woke up and groggily cuddled up to Gilbert, but when he noticed the man's shape was different from Antonio's he froze and sat up, remembering the night before and groaning. "Hey, it wasn't that bad was it?" Gilbert asked and sat up, half asleep too.
"It's not that, it's that I let you have your way with me. Again." he sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"If anyone was "having their way" with anyone last night it was you." he laughed a little. "You came to me remember?"
"I guess that's true…" he muttered and got up, throwing one of Gilbert's shirts on which was way too big for him. "Want me to stay for breakfast, or should I track down my clothes and get out of your hair?"
"Definetly stay." He smiled and got up as well. "I can't just let you leave when you're still going through this." he shrugged. "I'm nice like that."
Lovino blushed and looked away from him. "Alright, I'll cook." he told him and started walking downstairs. When he left the room though, he was already greeted by the smell of breakfast being made. He got nervous and checked in the kitchen to find his brother making breakfast for Gilbert, Ludwig, and him. "Good morning fratello~" he said cheerfully. "When Ludwig and I came over this morning I found your clothes on the floor, so I made sure to make enough for you too."
"Felitano? What the hell are you doing here?" he asked and hoped his brother was innocent enough to not realize why his clothes were all over the floor and why he was wearing Gilbert's shirt.
"Well, Gilbert always forgets to make himself food, so I volunteered to cook for him sometimes, and Luddy likes checking up on him. He's supposed to be older, but he really isn't very responsible most of the time."
"You're telling me…" he muttered and looked down. "I'm going to go take a shower." he told him and walked out.
"Okay, food should be ready in a few minutes." he smiled brightly.
He walked into the living room and grabbed his pile of now neatly folded clothes from the coffee table, trying to ignore the other German sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee, who definitely knew what happened last night. He was a bastard and he didn't like the man, but he knew he wasn't stupid.
He went back upstairs and heard Gilbert in the shower, so he knocked on the door. "Hey, can I come in with you? Our brothers are here…" he told him.
"Oh you want this awesomeness again this morning huh?" he laughed and Lovino walked in, blushing.
"Shut up, I need to wash the smell of potatoes and sauerkraut off me." he said before getting in. The two of them showered together, and when Gilbert offered to wash his hair, he got hit. When they were done, he stepped out and put a towel on. "As awkward as it may be, try not to talk about what happened last night." he sighed.
Gilbert got out as well and started drying off his hair. "Why? It's not like there are many other reasons our clothes were in the living room and you came out of my bedroom wearing just my shirt~" he laughed a bit.
He blushed and started getting dressed. "I just don't want my brother to know alright? He didn't like the idea in the first place, and he might think this is more than just, well, this…"
"Hey, revenge is gotten, right now I'm just your distraction aren't I?" he asked with a smirk but sounded a teeny bit upset.
Lovino looked up at him and ran a hand through his hair. "Gilbert, if you're not okay with this it's fine, just tell me…"
"No, no, it's fine. Really." he smiled and took his chin. "Do I get to kiss you while we're not fucking though?~" he laughed.
He blushed and huffed. "I'll think about it." he said and gently smacked his hand away before walking out of the bathroom.
He smiled softly as he watched him walk out and sat on the edge of the tub. "Verdammt… I shouldn't be falling for him…" he sighed.
Lovino came back down to join his brother and potato bastard number one. "Breakfast is ready~ If Gilbert going to come down too?" he asked happily.
"Yeah, I think so." he muttered and started eating. It was awkward between the three of them for a little while until Gilbert came down.
"Hey Feli, hey bro." he smiled brightly and went to hug Feliciano.
"Aw, hi Gilbert. Luddy was a little worried you weren't eating enough healthy things so I made quiche with lots of veggies in it." he told him.
"Well, I'll have to to trust you to make it taste good." he laughed a little and sat next to Ludwig. The four of them continued to eat and then Feliciano finally broke the silence.
"Hey Lovi, how are you and Antonio? Did you make up yet?" he asked and Lovino nearly choked on his food.
"Well, I-I mean, I don't know if,"
He was cut off by Ludwig. "Feliciano, this kind of thing takes a lot longer than a day or two to get better." he told him gently. "I'm sure they'll work things out when they're ready."
He nodded and Lovino just looked down and ate slowly, not feeling very hungry anymore. Maybe he did over react and should just take him back. He thought about how much he loved the stupid and too cheerful for his own good Spaniard, and how much it threw a wrench into his gut to see him cry like that. But then again, he didn't bother to offer any other sort of explanation aside from 'I got drunk, my bad'. He couldn't help but think maybe he wasn't attractive to Antonio anymore. Or what if this wasn't the first time he's cheated, just the first time he got caught.
The fact of the matter was, thinking about Antonio made his entire body hurt right now, and the combination of Gilbert and just enough wine was enough to get him out of his head for a while. He hoped he wasn't leading the man on or anything like that though, he tried to make the situation between them very clear. He looked up at him and saw him talking to his brother about something 'totally cool and awesome' he had done a few days ago. He couldn't help but smile, and made a mental note to thank him later for not making Feliciano think there was anything going on between them.
He finished his food and got up to put his plate in the sink. "Well, thank you for your hospitality Gilbert, but I think I should be going home now." he told him and Feliciano got up to hug him.
"If you ever need to come over to our house you can. Okay?" he told him with a small smile.
Lovino smiled back a bit. "I'll keep that in mind, but I can only stand being in the same room with your boyfriend for so long."
They said goodbye and Lovino started walking home. Once he got there though, everything started reminding him of Antonio again. Just as he was about to start crying and breaking things though, he got a text from Gilbert.
"Our brothers are gone. Need a distraction?"
He stared at the text for a minute, then got up off the couch to pack a bag for a few days. He knew he couldn't stay here if he didn't want to think about Antonio, so he thought it might be good for him to stay with Gilbert for a while. Besides, he still had to thank him for this morning. He finished packing and drove over, then knocked on his door.
((So, a little bit less sad this chapter, and I'll probably write the next one like immediately. I have ideas… And don't worry, the next chapter won't be very sad. Or it will be. It's all a matter of perspective.))