In order to celebrate HETALIA'S anime adaptation. AXIS POWERS HETALIA KINK MEME
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His hand paused in front of the door that stood in front of him with a repelling aura. The Spaniard frowned apprehensively and stuffed his hands into his pockets, nuzzling further into the turtleneck in an attempt for further warmth.
I shouldn’t be this paranoid. If Lovino wants to cancel our date then that’s his choice.
He repeated the same phrase in his head for the umpteenth time after the disgruntled brunette had made the call with the said intention in mind, but something in his tone was off. His eyebrows knitted in vexation and started to feel quite out of place after standing on the forlorn doorstep for a whole fifteen minutes. Antonio sighed breathily and stepped out into the lawn, shielding his eyes from the setting rays of the sun and squinted at the top window of the humble home of the grouchy Italian, only to find that the curtains were drawn.
“T-that’s not a good sign …” He said with a wry grin, combing his hair indecisively. He could stay here at the doorstep freezing his butt off, hightail out of here or give Lovino an impromptu visit. Considering that he would probably get pneumonia if he took the first two options, he steeled himself and rigidly positioned his hand towards the door, exhaling noisily and watched as the little puffs of his warm breath disappeared into the air. Just as he was about to knock, the door opened ajar, creaking as it swung on the handles by itself. He looked at the door in surprise for a moment and grinned cheekily.
“I’ll let myself in then!” He said to himself happily and pushed open the door. The house was beautifully furnished with family pictures that hung on different walls and random assorted potted plants laid about the house. Little paper-mâché pieces were set on the dining table as the polished surface reflected off the sunlight that was pouring into the dark room. There were signs that someone lived here, but it looked eerily creepy with the absence of light and the way that shadows were casted on the floor. Antonio walked into the room with a lazy shuffling gait, peering at the lifeless room with disdain.
“Lovino?” He called out into the darkness and closed the door behind him. “Anybody home?” He waited for a reply before stepping further into the household, immediately taking the flight of stairs to his left, having a feeling that the Italian had shut himself in his room again. Nearly forgetting to avoid the second last step that often made a loud, irritable noise, he spun on his heel and made for the second door down the hall and paused in front of it. Just as he was about to knock, the door opened ajar, creaking as it swung on the handles by itself. He looked through the gap in surprise and grinned cheekily.
A half dressed figure lay sprawled on the bed, hugging onto a pillow tightly and stared off into space, as if trying to burn holes into the ceiling. A childish pout was present on the latter’s lips, twitching ever so slightly as he tried to suppress his sniffles and buried his head into pillow, rolling over to his side. Antonio’s grin only widened by a notch, partially resembling that of the Cheshire cat’s grin and tip toed softly on the carpeted floor, pausing in front of the bed and taking in the back of the brunette’s for a moment before pouncing relentlessly on him.
“W-WHOA!”
U-urgh, I'll continue writing tomorrow *rubs eyes sleepily*
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can't wait to read next part ^^
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“Gotcha no-pants!” Antonio exclaimed fervently, proceeding to tickle the life out of his boyfriend, causing him to emit a yelp akin to a cat that got soaked by water thoroughly from out of the blue.
“U-URGH, d-don’t do that, you’re giving me g-g-goosebumps! And - S-STOP THAT!” Lovino’s protests went unheard as the Spaniard continued attacking persistently, enjoying himself fully as he positioned himself comfortably above the other, with no intention to stop anytime soon. His grin widened as Lovino wriggled about helplessly under him while attempting to suppress his giggles.
“Or else what Mr. Gloomy Bear? Jeez, you and your brother are complete opposites ya know?” It was then that Antonio knew he had screwed up royally when he saw the cheerful glint in Lovino’s eyes shift into one of detest, completely contrasting from the mood before. He was pushed off from the other’s lap before he had time to think and watched as the Italian grabbed the bolster and buried his face into it completely. His eyebrows knitted in frustration, pouting as he watched Lovino warily.
“L-Lovino? …” He called out with hesitation, shifting closer towards the other and placed a hand on his back. Lovino tensed at the touch of his hand and shifted slightly, resting his head on his shoulder and stared off into space again, unable to bring himself to meet the other’s eye.
“Lovino? C’mon, say something …” Antonio’s arms wrapped around the figure’s waist and brought him close. The other responded by snuggling into the crook of his collarbone, despite his conscience telling him to pull away to avoid getting tears on his shirt. He held him close and whispered into his ear softly.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. Everything’s perfectly alright.”
“Yea, that’s why you’re sitting here pantless.” A smirk graced Antonio’s lips as Lovino met his eyes with a frantic gaze, reddened, puffy eyes staring back at him.
“L-look, just drop the pants thing!” Antonio chuckled and kissed his forehead, brushing his fringe away, enjoying the way Lovino’s cheeks flushed furiously, a small silly smile ghosting pass his features.
“Okay okay, I won’t tease ya, but is there anything up?” Feeling the figure stiffen up, he pressed his lips on his forehead again and muttered sweet nothings into his ear, stroking his back in a comforting manner.
“No, everything’s fine.” Lovino muttered under his breath, almost incoherent if Antonio didn’t strain his ears to listen for the reply.
“You sure? You sounded a little sad over the phone -”
“Look it’s nothing alright, just drop it!” Lovino’s eyes flashed angrily for a moment, before catching the hurt expression on the Spaniard’s face and looked away, biting his bottom lip unconsciously. An uncomfortable silence filled the room as the two lay in each others arms, before Antonio sighed noisily, watching as the soft curls on Lovino’s head quivered faintly.
“You know, I wish you’ll just be more open.”
“Yea, just like Feliciano.” Lovino spat with remorse, eyes trained on the crumpled bed sheets. If looks could kill, that glare would have melted anything in its way till the first floor, Antonio wondered briefly and was about to reply before he was cut off rudely.
“He has everything. Love, friends, allies - heck everyone loves that git! No matter how much I try no one notices me, and everyone just coos over every thing he does! He’s up there on the highest brow, and I’m just … just …” Tears rolled down his cheeks as he bit back his lip, burying his head into Antonio’s chest, muffling his cries. Antonio merely placed a hand on his head and nestled into it.
“Stuck in second gear …” He finished, unable to control the sobs that he kept inside, weeping into the fabric of the turtleneck that had the familiar scent of tomatoes -
The scent of him.
“That’s not true; don’t be so harsh on yourself.” Antonio’s voice whispered comfortingly into his ear, lifting his chin while smiling faintly.
“And you still have me.” That was all he heard before a pair of lips graced his.
Sort of rushed the end, but I hope you like it! :DD
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Thank you for this, it was really cute ♥
I liked it a lot :D
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gotta love those two!
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Lovely job & I think you totally captured their character~ v v v
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