ON A ROLL. AGAIN. GDI *should stop but won't*
HOW ABOUT ANOTHER DEDICATION TO muusikaline FOR THE HELL OF IT, HUH
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"StopstophelpmeSpain,stopitstopstop" he repeated the manta in his head as his body gave another flash of pain. He had never felt this before, this dull ache that permeated his bones and hurt too much to do anything He had tried all the things that he could to stop it, but nothing had worked.
So he was now in his bed, curled into a tight ball under the blankets and hugging his plush tomato. He whimpered softly, rubbing his face on the tomato. THe tomato was already covered with little wet spots where he had rubbed his face on it. He wasn't ever going to show this side of himself to anybody, he reasoned. People wouldn't care anyway.
Suddenly, the door opened and the light from the hallway spilled out onto Romano's curled up form. He supposed that it was Spain because he was the only other person in the house, but you couldn't be too sure. He buried his face into his pillow, hoping that the person at the door would go away soon.
"Lovi? Are you awake?" A Spanish whisper and an Italian dread. The door opened wider. "Lovi?" he whispered again, louder this time. Romano was about to yell something along the lines of 'Go away!' but he didn't. Instead, he sat up, eyes blinking at the light blinding him.
Antonio stared at the child, confused and his smile half-gone. "Lovi?" Romano gave a little whimper as his legs sent a jolt of pain.
"Sp-Spain." he breathed out. He gasped as his arm started to shake. Antonio was on him in a heartbeat. He pulled Romano and the tomato onto his lap and held him close.
"Lovino. You'll be fine Lovino. Oh my pobrecito Lovino..." he murmured, running his hands through his hair, avoiding the curl as always. Romano gave a little whimper and leaned into the touch and the chest behind him.
All he wanted to do was fall apart and cry, but at the same time he wanted to be like all the other, bigger nations and pull through this without help at all. He rubbed his face with his tomato again, sniffling.
A sleeve appeared in front of him and Romano jumped in shock. He looked up, confused, at the grimacing face above him. "Blow your nose." he simply said. Romano leaned forward to the sleeve and relieved his nose several times before leaning back and whimpering again.
He hugged the tomato tighter and leaned his head on the top of it, closing his eyes and whimpering to himself. Spain whispered more nonsensical things and patted his head as Romano gently fell asleep.
It was a couple more minutes after that that Romano started to snore so Antonio put his charge to bed properly. His face still wet with tears, but no longer looked as pained as it did when Antonio first walked in all those hours ago. He made sure that the covers were up to his neck and the tomato plush was safe under the blankets as well.
"Recupérate pronto Lovi~" he whispered, kissing the forehead before leaving silently.
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Oh my pobrecito Lovino... - Oh my precious Lovino
Recupérate pronto Lovi~ - Get better soon Lovi~
COURTESY OF silverdragonluv
THIS WAS TYPED AFTER MANY STUPID MSN AND SKYPE DISTRACTIONS SO SOME OF YOU ARE LUCKY THAT IT' S ON TONIGHT. >.> ( jesheslove , silverdragonluv , muusikaline to name a couple people. Bl )
Is it kinda sad that I've also filled the request I had on the kink meme? If it is... I'm really sad now dammit. TAT
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"StopstophelpmeSpain,stopitstopstop" he repeated the manta in his head as his body gave another flash of pain. He had never felt this before, this dull ache that permeated his bones and hurt too much to do anything He had tried all the things that he could to stop it, but nothing had worked.
So he was now in his bed, curled into a tight ball under the blankets and hugging his plush tomato. He whimpered softly, rubbing his face on the tomato. THe tomato was already covered with little wet spots where he had rubbed his face on it. He wasn't ever going to show this side of himself to anybody, he reasoned. People wouldn't care anyway.
Suddenly, the door opened and the light from the hallway spilled out onto Romano's curled up form. He supposed that it was Spain because he was the only other person in the house, but you couldn't be too sure. He buried his face into his pillow, hoping that the person at the door would go away soon.
"Lovi? Are you awake?" A Spanish whisper and an Italian dread. The door opened wider. "Lovi?" he whispered again, louder this time. Romano was about to yell something along the lines of 'Go away!' but he didn't. Instead, he sat up, eyes blinking at the light blinding him.
Antonio stared at the child, confused and his smile half-gone. "Lovi?" Romano gave a little whimper as his legs sent a jolt of pain.
"Sp-Spain." he breathed out. He gasped as his arm started to shake. Antonio was on him in a heartbeat. He pulled Romano and the tomato onto his lap and held him close.
"Lovino. You'll be fine Lovino. Oh my pobrecito Lovino..." he murmured, running his hands through his hair, avoiding the curl as always. Romano gave a little whimper and leaned into the touch and the chest behind him.
All he wanted to do was fall apart and cry, but at the same time he wanted to be like all the other, bigger nations and pull through this without help at all. He rubbed his face with his tomato again, sniffling.
A sleeve appeared in front of him and Romano jumped in shock. He looked up, confused, at the grimacing face above him. "Blow your nose." he simply said. Romano leaned forward to the sleeve and relieved his nose several times before leaning back and whimpering again.
He hugged the tomato tighter and leaned his head on the top of it, closing his eyes and whimpering to himself. Spain whispered more nonsensical things and patted his head as Romano gently fell asleep.
It was a couple more minutes after that that Romano started to snore so Antonio put his charge to bed properly. His face still wet with tears, but no longer looked as pained as it did when Antonio first walked in all those hours ago. He made sure that the covers were up to his neck and the tomato plush was safe under the blankets as well.
"Recupérate pronto Lovi~" he whispered, kissing the forehead before leaving silently.
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Oh my pobrecito Lovino... - Oh my precious Lovino
Recupérate pronto Lovi~ - Get better soon Lovi~
COURTESY OF silverdragonluv
THIS WAS TYPED AFTER MANY STUPID MSN AND SKYPE DISTRACTIONS SO SOME OF YOU ARE LUCKY THAT IT' S ON TONIGHT. >.> ( jesheslove , silverdragonluv , muusikaline to name a couple people. Bl )
Is it kinda sad that I've also filled the request I had on the kink meme? If it is... I'm really sad now dammit. TAT