Lovino huffed as he slammed the door shut behind himself. Antonio raised his gaze and studied the expression on Lovino's face before his own features darkened.
"Petunia?" He hissed out the name. Lovino growled and ran a hand through his dark locks.
"Of fucking course. That bitch decided that we're not allowed to grow tomatoes inside anymore, but she put a limited time use on the balcony. This apartment building fucking sucks." Lovino collapsed onto the couch before glancing at the kitchen. Antonio stood in the middle of a swarm of baked goods. He raised an eyebrow in Antonio's direction. "What'd she say to you?"
Antonio paused and set down the hot tray of churros he had been holding. "How did you-"
"You bake when your angry. And the kitchen is fucking flooded with churros, and cupcakes, and cookies, and holy fuck is that a cake." As he named each dessert he pointed to them. Antonio laughed at the sudden change of expression on Lovi's face when he saw one of the cakes.
You must be really pissed, this is a lot."
Antonio frowned before speaking. "She's decided to double the pay because I've been too disruptive with my music. I've been thinking about that all day while you were at work." He scratched the back of his neck in embarrassment and absentmindedly began shifting through the refrigerator. "I don't want you to worry about it though, because you already have-what is it- four, five jobs?"
"Six, but that's not important right now. You shouldn't over stress yourself either. That's why I-" He cut himself off and gnawed on his lip, carefully deciding what his next words would be. "I-uh-I bought us a house."
Antonio froze and stared at Lovino, dropping the spatula and moving toward where Lovino stood. He stared down at the slightly younger male with wide eyes.
"You, did?" Lovino nodded silently, studying the expression on Antonio's face. He watched as Antonio's face brightened. Antonio pulled Lovi up into his arms, spinning in wild circles, causing Lovino to shut his eyes. "Are you serious?" The sound of Antonio's joyful laughter in his ear caused Lovi to open his eyes. "This is so amazing Lovi, love you so much." And in a second Antonio's lips were pressed securely to Lovino's. His tanned arms around the youngers tightened when the male melted into him.
"I love you too." Lovino mumbled once the two pulled apart. "Why else would I have done this?" Antonio slowly set Lovino back down, continuing to grin at him. "It was one of Nonnos old homes, the biggest I think, and he designed it so that the rooms are basically apartments. He put me in ownership of it. We'll be co-owners, if you want, and we could open it up to people because there are a lot of rooms and shit there." Lovino's cheeks warmed and he turned away from Antonio's kind gaze.
"Thank you so much Lovi. What's the place's name?" He asked as he peppered kisses on Lovino's red face.
"I was leaving that up to you. And don't call me that bastardo." Antonio laughed and tightened his grip on Lovino's form.
"What's a combination of our names? Spamano? What about 'Spamano's Place'?"
"That's fine I guess." Lovino mumbled as he pressed a quick kiss to Antonio's lips.
"I love you Lovi." Lovimo smiled as he ran his hands through Antonio's hair.
"I love you too."