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Chapter 11

4 DAYS LATER

Antonio had broken up with Roderich a day after he'd confessed to Alfred. He had decided it wouldn't be fair to the Austrian to keep dating him while he was completely head over heels over somebody else.

While he waited for his room switch request to be granted, he stayed in Gilbert and Francis' room. He'd had Gilbert go grab some of his clothes and the two would warn him if Alfred was ever around so that he could avoid him though there didn't seem to be any point in doing that. He was kind of surprised and hurt when Alfred didn't try to contact him. No texts, no calls, no knocks on his friends' door. He supposed that Alfred must have been avoiding him too.

Antonio spent his free time sleeping or staring into space. He'd finally stopped crying two days ago. If he wasn't in class, his friends knew they would find him laying on the air mattress Gilbert had bought for him.

Francis and Gilbert were sick of it. They needed their friend to go back to being the happy-go-lucky guy he'd been at the start of the school year and when the opportunity came for them to help him, they took it.

"Antonio!" Gilbert called out loudly as he came into the room. "Get your lazy ass up! We're going out!"

"I don't want to." Antonio mumbled, hiding under his blanket. Gilbert yanked it off.

"You don't have a choice. Get up!" He scolded. Antonio let out a high-pitched whine and swore at his friend in Spanish. It took a few more minutes to get the Spaniard up and dressed. When he was ready, Gilbert dragged Antonio down the hall and into the lounge. Antonio frowned. The lounge would have been in complete darkness had it not been for the candles lighting it up. There was a basket full of tomatoes on the couch which was also littered with red rose petals. Facing the white wall was a projector with a familiar computer connected to it.

"What's going on, Gil?" Antonio asked warily, turning to face his friend only to find that the German was gone. Instead, he ended up looking at Alfred who closed the lounge door behind him quietly. Antonio paled. "Alfred. What are you doing in here? I-I…this wasn't my idea."

"I know. It was mine." Alfred said with a small smile. "Gil and Francis helped me plan it out. I hadn't been sure how I was going to do this until I talked to them."

"…Do what?" Antonio said faintly.

"Did you know, I broke up with Arthur almost two weeks ago?" Alfred asked, avoiding Antonio's question. "It was around that time that I finally admitted to myself that I had strong feelings for someone else. It was hard but I knew it was the right thing to do."

Antonio opened his mouth to speak but was cut off when Alfred placed a finger on his lips. "Wait until I'm done talking, please." He teased gently. "I thought I would wait an appropriate amount of time before making my move but seemingly I was too late. You were already seeing someone else." He sighed, a hurt expression overtaking his features briefly. "Then, you told me you were in love with me and I knew I still had a chance." He paused and with his free hand, dug into his pocket, pulling out a wrinkled sheet of paper. "This is your room change request form. Francis volunteered to grab it for me. You can return it or you can keep it. I don't want you to move out but I won't stop you." He handed the form to Antonio who looked from it to Alfred and back to the form again. "Will you stay with me?"

Antonio sniffled loudly and looked down, not wanting Alfred to see him tear up. He didn't notice that Alfred was starting to look a little nervous. He waited until he could calm himself before looking at the American who smiled weakly. Then, he ripped the request form. He heard Alfred gasping sharply and he finally smiled.

"I love you, Al." Antonio croaked. He cleared his throat, embarrassed at how bad he sounded.

Alfred didn't seem to care though. He wrapped his arms around Antonio's waist and tugged him closer. "I love you too, Toni." He said, smiling a big wide smile.

Antonio looped his arms around Alfred's neck, closing his eyes as they shared their first kiss. It was so much better than any of the kisses he'd dreamed about. The first kiss was soft and chaste as they tested it out. The next kiss was much more heated. Alfred pressed Antonio closer to him as he deepened the kiss and Antonio's fingers got tangled in Alfred's hair as he kissed back fervently.

It was a while before they pulled away for air but they did eventually. Alfred was smiling stupidly and Antonio was smirking.

"Damn…" Alfred laughed breathlessly.

"I'm glad you liked it, Alfie." Antonio said, resting his chin on Alfred's shoulder.

"It was awesome~" Alfred replied, kissing the top of Antonio's head.

"I agree." Antonio hummed. "Al…I assume you set this all up in case I said yes." He pulled back and gestured to the projector.

"Huh? Oh yeah! I was hoping that if we made up we could have one of our movie nights. I brought you some tomatoes to munch on while we watch a movie."

"You're so sweet~" Antonio said happily, kissing Alfred again. Alfred smiled and kissed back before breaking the kiss and pulling Antonio onto the couch where the new couple could enjoy the movie together.

On the other side of the lounge door, Francis and Gilbert high-fived, congratulating themselves on a job well done.

And they all lived happily ever after. For now.

TBC

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A/N:So this is the end of this story! I've started writing the sequel though it's a long process! It will be up eventually! And I know that this ending might not be what some might have been hoping for but I super appreciate you for following this fic along!