[Lovino Vargas] 9th Bottle of Wine [Video]

[in_italia]

[To some people, this face is familiar. To the vast majority of others, probably not. But of course, Lovino doesn't recognize any of this. This isn't anywhere he knows, so he's hostile. It definitely doesn't help that this device, void of manuals or anything, is officially the bane of his existance.What the... hell....? Hey, bastards! Where the

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[morethanpasta]

It's too bad that Ruby City isn't an island, every man for himself. While Lovino doesn't remember his previous stays in the city, there are those who do, first and foremost his brother and lover, who has spent the previous weeks worried sick.

There he is now on the vid screen, beaming, tears always brimming in his eyes... and is that a puppy licking at his cheek? Why, yes, it is. The hand holding the watch is trembling from excitement.]

Lovi, Lovi, Lovi, you're back! I'm at home, why aren't you here? I wouldn't move while you're gone! Where are you? I'll meet you halfway!

[in_italia]

[....What in the hell ass is he missing here? He regards the puppy with disdain. Or is he regarding Feli like that? Same thing, they're both annoying and out of place.]

I'm at the shitty train station, damnit. Where the hell are you?

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[Feli's smile falters for a moment. That's not the 'I love you and I missed you, Feli' response he should be getting. Or... maybe shouldn't be getting, after Holy Roman... Never mind! Lovino is back! Everything will be back to normal now, life will be perfect!]

I'm on my way!

[He barely takes the time to put down the puppy in her dog basket, then he's running to the station.]

[in_italia]

[Good luck with everything being perfect, Feli.

Lovi settles down to wait, and by the time Feli gets over to him, he's been there long enough to calm down to some extent. Although he's still muttering curses under his breath, many insults related to Germans and Americans and some related to Feli. All in all, not the best way to find one's lover after his second absence.]

[morethanpasta]

[Well, he has been absent for a while and if he hasn't spent that time in the catacombs, he will have spent it back home, with the future Feliciano he hates. Thus, Feli doesn't even bother pouting about the insults he catches, he ignores them breezily and runs right up to Lovi.]

My Lovi! [A happy gasp, he wraps one arm around Lovi's back and cradles the back of his head with the other. And then he swoops right in, kissing him passionately. Lovi is sure going to appreciate having his brother stick his tongue down his throat.]

[in_italia]

What th-- MPH. [He freezes up, eyes widening and face shooting dark red. And it takes a few moments to get over the shock, a few more to form together enough thoughts to decide that no, this is not good, no, he does not like it, and yes, he should shove the idiot off. And shove him off he does, quite violently.] Gah, get off me, damnit! [He wipes his mouth with disgust.] What the fuck, Venneciano!?

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[He topples backwards, too surprised to catch his balance, and ends up on his bottom, scraping his hands on the pavement. The happy tears that had been shining in his eyes ever since he got Lovi's transmission are rolling down Feli's cheeks now, only they aren't happy at all anymore.

Just because you're angry with him is no reason to punish me! He stares up at Lovi, uncomprehending - though not really, he simply refuses to entertain the horrible thought - and sniffles noisily.] Ve! It's not my fault if he ignored you or ran off with England or something!

[in_italia]

[Okay, staying angry doesn't work when Feli's crying... nor does it work when the idiot's confusing the hell out of him.]

Who... who the hell are you talking about? [He narrows his eyes.] Stupid idiot... Who the fuck would I be angry at that has anything to do with your tongue in my mouth!?

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[The feeling of dread is becoming ever stronger and downright impossible to ignore, but Feli refuses to consider the thought. He simply refuses. Because if he won't permit it to be true, it won't come true. And it can't. This is the fear that kept haunting him in the past weeks, but it's just a silly fear. Not even their captors would be so cruel.

He picks himself up from the ground, whimpering as he wipes his scraped hands on his pants legs, and desperately tries to work up some righteous indignation so he won't break down in sobs.] I'm talking about the Feli back home! The one who gets you upset and then you're upset with me though I won't do anything wrong for seventy years and... and you scream your head off about silly things like me touching you or kissing you!

[in_italia]

[Lovi regards Feli cautiously. The idiot's lost his mind. About time, but... it's intimidating. If the idiot's supposed to be the only person worth staying around...]

...I-idiot brother... You don't kiss your brother, Venneciano, that's stupid. What the hell... what the fuck are you playing at now!?

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[Dread, dread, dread, like a leaden weight in his gut, encasing his heart in ice. But... Lovi's just being difficult, he must be playing at being difficult...]

I'm not the one playing at anything! [There is an undertone of shrll hysteria to his voice now. He laughs desperately.] You are the one making a fuss about a kiss when we've done so much more than kiss!

[in_italia]

[Now he's laughing? Lovi takes a step or two back, looking increasingly like a cornered dog.]

Wh-what the hell are you talking about? I've never kissed you before, idiot, are you insane!? Why the fuck would I do that!?

Oh Feli... the one time you manage to be intimidating is when that's the last thing you want.

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[He doesn't remember. Again. With that realization, it becomes impossible to hold the tears at bay. But he did remember enough the last time, didn't he? He had just needed a little prod...]

Don't you see, Lovi? [He smiles sadly.] We're lovers. We've been dating for four months!

It's sad, I'm actually feeling bad for... Feli. But not for Lovi. 8T

[in_italia]

[Processing... processing...]

....Are you high? [Please say yes. Then at least there is a relatively logical explanation. Not a good one, just a logical one.]

You have no idea how tempted I was to have Feli slap Lovi. Damn too-nice-for-his-own-good character.

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[He just gapes at Lovi, unable to comprehend his coldness, his cruelty. Had he ever been this cruel to him before? Feli doesn't think so. Even when Lovi first arrived, he had been happy to see Feli, hadn't he? Well, he'd been furious and lashed out and been all around grumpy, but he'd been happy, too, hadn't he? Or... or maybe Feli simply hadn't cared enough for Lovi's words to cut so deep.

He just sobs quietly and sinks to the ground again, burying his face in his hands. He can't bear to look at this Lovino anymore, who looks at him like he is a stranger. Or simply someone he loathes.]

Silly Feli. He /did/ care, until you kissed him.

[in_italia]

[How... does he deal with this? Lovi sits nearby, about a foot away from Feli. So two days ago, Feli was sleeping through the Christmas event, when he wasn't greeting people and laughing and generally forgetting Lovi unless he specifically addressed him. Which is fine. That's normal. What is not normal is a Feliciano that tries to kiss him, and collapses in tears when it doesn't work. Even has the balls to say they're in a relationship? The fuck!?

On the other hand... Feli suddenly cares. And that's wierd, but that particular aspect of it is not unwelcome. Obviously caused by hallucinations or.. something, but still appreciated. That kiss felt nice... NOPE. He did not just think that. That did not happen. Nope nope nope.] I-idiot... what the fuck did you expect, damnit?