In order to celebrate HETALIA'S anime adaptation. AXIS POWERS HETALIA KINK MEME
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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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