This has never happened before, but Dogsrule had to leave before the chapter was finished so I had to bullshit the last four paragraphs DX I hope it all still seems fine!

I'm tired, but I feel the editing I got done was worth it.

Tuesday is my sister's 20th birthday! It's so weird to think about!

"Are you sure I can't do anything to Feliciano?" Lovino asked, pouting slightly as the group walked to the theater. "That dumbass always has the best reactions too…."

"Yes, Lovi, I'm sure. Just let him be, okay?" Antonio said, taking the Italian's hand.

Feliciano had not let go of Ludwig since rediscovering there relationship, so the German teen had simply swung him onto his back and piggy-backed him down the street as it was easier than trying to pry him off.

"It's still fun, dammit…" Lovino muttered as Ludwig did a quick glance back at Feliciano to check on him.

The younger twin was smiling brightly and when he saw Ludwig's face, he wasted no time in going in for a kiss, planting one right on the vampire's lips.

"W-Was….?" Ludwig stuttered, blushing lightly in surprise.

Feliciano giggled happily.

Glaring at the two, Lovino scoffed, then said in a perfectly audible voice, "Damn slut."

Hearing his brother, and without turning to look at him, the younger twin flipped Lovino the bird.

Antonio leaned down and whispered into his ear, his breath warm on the Italian's skin. "So if I kissed you, would that make me a slut too?"

Lovino's face flushed as he quickly shook his head. "N-No, sir. I-I was just trying to piss the brat off."

"Good. Cause I want to do this now." The Spaniard smiled, gently turned Lovino's head, and kissed him.

Lovino kissed back, then pulled away, staring at Antonio in confusion. "S-Sir….? W-What is this….?"

"What do you mean, querido? Don't you remember what I told you? I'm your boyfriend. I like to kiss you and hug you. And hold your hand. And all that good stuff," Antonio said, blinking and tilting his head slightly.

"I-I'm allowed to….?"

Antonio nodded. "Of course you are, tomate. You don't have to be afraid," he said, hugging him close.

"I-If you say so, sir…." Lovino mumbled as he looked down at the arms wrapped around him.

"You can trust me, amour. I swear it," Antonio cooed, hoping to comfort the other teen. "Please don't be sad."

"I'm... not sad, sir… Just confused…"

"If you need me, you can talk to me about anything, you know that, right, Lovi?" he asked gently.

"… Why am I acting like this? My damn head's telling me that how I am right now is fake…."

"What do you mean, querido? How are you acting?" Antonio held him closer to his chest, worry filling his eyes.

"N-Nevermind, sir…."

"I know it's going to sound super cheesy, but in situations like this when my head says one thing, but I'm doing another, I find it's always easier to just do what my heart says," the Spaniard said, smiling a little shyly at the other teen.

Lovino stared at him. "I…. don't really understand…."

"What does your heart want you to do, querido?" Antonio asked, holding the Italian's hands.

Lovino blinked, then blushed as he quickly looked away. "I-I…"

"You can tell me, Lovi. I promise I won't laugh or anything," the vampire assured.

Lovino shook his head, refusing to look back at him in embarrassment. "C-Can we just go to the damn movie?"

"Of course." The small group started off again, Feliciano humming a cheery tune from his perch on Ludwig's back.

"So what is this damn movie?" Lovino asked as he rolled his eyes when he glanced at Feliciano.

"Guardians of the Galaxy," Antonio answered brightly. "I've wanted to see if forever and now I finally get the chance! There's a racoon in it named Rocket and he's really funny, and this tree creature named Groot is his best friend~!"

"… sounds weird," Lovino muttered.

"Er… actually, Antonio…" Ludwig spoke up. "There's this one movie Gilbert's been pestering me to watch…. I'm not sure what's it called, but he insisted I see it."

"That's fine; you and Feli go see that and I'll take Lovi to the other one~!" Antonio said brightly.

"Ooh! Ooh! Luddy! What are we going to see? What's it about? Is it good? What happens? Is there death? A lot of it? Is it gory? Can we have popcorn and candy? I'm kinda hungry. Oh! Pop too?" Feliciano questioned eagerly, his eyes bright.

Ludwig stared at him, confused from the Italian's reaction, "Uh... Was?"

Feliciano just smiled. "Veh~."

"Er… well… I suppose you can pick the movie then. I-If that's what you really want."

"What did Gilbert want you to see? I'll go to whatever movie you want to go to~. As long as I can sit next to you~. And hold your hand and kiss you~," Feliciano said flirtatiously, giving the German teen doe eyes.

"U-Um… I believe it's that one…" Ludwig answered as he pointed at the movie poster.

Feliciano looked and smiled excitedly. "That looks good," he agreed, taking in the picture of rotting bodies chasing after a group of screaming, terrified people. He turned back to the vampire. "Do you want to see it, or something else? Anything is fine as long as I'm with you~. Oh, can we share a drink~? With one straw~?" he added.

"We… can see it… b-but… we shouldn't share a drink. It's unhygienic….."

"It's not like you can get sick or can get me sick~. So why not~? Don't you want to share with me~? It would save you some money," the Italian pointed out, batting his eyelashes at the other.

"N-Nein…. I-I really don't…" Ludwig stuttered. "I-It doesn't feel right….."

"But why not? You said we're dating, and people who're dating do cute shit like that. Don't you want to do cute stuff with me~?" Feliciano cooed, snuggling up to Ludwig's side, smiling at him devotedly.

"F-Feliciano! S-Stop that right now!"

The smile fell from his face and Feliciano moved back, looking a mixture of hurt and confusion, not understanding the problem. "What is it? What did I do?"

"N-Nothing!"

"Then... why are you yelling at me...?"

"S-Sorry…." Ludwig said awkwardly. "E-Er… l-let's just go in to the movie, ja….?"

Looking upset and still hurt, Feliciano silently ran ahead of the other three and into the theater. When the rest caught up to him, the Italian was standing against the wall in the far corner, his arms crossed, not looking at them.

Lovino glared and kicked Ludwig hard in the leg before walking over to his brother and tapping him on the shoulder.

Feliciano didn't look up. "Yeah, fratellone?" he asked, his voice low, empty of it's usual emotion.

"You want me to beat the shit out that bastard for you?" Lovino asked as he gestured back at Ludwig.

"... No, no, it's fine. Just go enjoy your evening with the captain. No reason for us both to be miserable, si?" he murmured, smiling weakly at his twin.

"What about you, dumbass?"

"I'll be fine. Just go on. I'll talk to you later, yeah?" the younger said, lightly patting the other's arm.

"…. Fine," Lovino muttered. "Later." Then, he headed back over to Antonio.

The Spaniard had just bought their tickets and wrapped an arm lightly around Lovino's waist. "Is Feli alright?" he asked, kissing his cheek.

"… I'm not sure," Lovino mumbled as he glanced at the vampire.

Antonio looked over at the younger Italian. "I guess we'll have to leave it up to Ludwig. He won't let him stay upset for long. Now let's get snacks, then get to our seats. The movie will be starting soon," he said.

Lovino nodded and followed him after a quick glance back at his brother.

Feliciano was looking at him. He waved at Lovino, then walked back to Ludwig slowly, stopping a good ten feet away.

"Feliciano…?" The German said uncertainly. "I'm… I'm sorry…"

"For what, sir?" the Italian asked, his voice crisp and with a hard edge. A suspicious that maybe Ludwig had been playing around with him for kicks had entered his mind and he was going to be damned before he let that happen.

"I-I guess I'm… still not good at this….."

"I don't understand, Beilschmidt sir. Not good at what?"

"E-Er... Instigating… w-with dates…" Ludwig answered, then sighed, "I… hate to admit it… but… usually it was you doing it… I… guess I'm more used to the normal you than… uh… the current one…."

The hurt that crossed Feliciano's face was heart shattering and told the German teen he needed to backtrack fast.

"I-I mean! Not to s-say that the current you is bad or anything! Y-You're just different from w-what I'm used to is all!" Seeing that each word was only digging him deeper into the hole he had created, he attempted to cut his losses and start over.

Clearing his throat, he held out a shaking hand to the Italian. "F-Feliciano, would you please accompany to the movies as my d-d-da-day-d-date?" he pushed out, his usually pale face exploding with color.

Feliciano looked at him silently, then slowly smiled and took the offered hand, daring to hope. "I would love to."