Hot tub under the stars
The sun was lowering in the sky and the stars were beginning to slowly blink into life like a blanket of tiny jewels from where the two young men stood on the balcony of the beautiful french chateau. The spring air was still warm and slightly sweet as Antonio took in the sights with a deep, satisfied sigh. It had been quite the eventful and
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Lovi gave an amused huff at Tony's face and made his way over to the hot tub. He took his shirt off, leaving just a pair of swim trunks, and gave a small glare at the bubbles. After taking the offered hand, he quickly sunk into the tub with a giggle. Trying to keep his outburst stifled, he moved around to find a spot where there were less of the tickling bubbles.
A full shuffle around the hot tub and some badly muffled laughter later, Lovi finally sunk down next to Antonio in defeat, trying his hardest to ignore the few bubbles that were still finding him. He gave a small laugh to himself as he realized how ridiculous he must have just looked, and how much Tony probably thought it was adorable.
"And now you know the one thing I hate about hot tubs."
Despite the occasional bubble tickling him ever-so-slightly, he relaxed and let out a slow hum of contentment as he carefully felt around for Antonio's hand.
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"Don't hate the hot tub because you're ticklish, cuerido." Antonio smiled, closing the distance between their hands when he felt the tentative touch of Lovino feeling around under the water for his. "And how have I never known about this before? I had no idea you were so ticklish." At that, he felt his boyfriend flinch as if he were about to exploit this newfound knowledge, and maybe he would sometime...but not right then. He would spring it on him when it was least expected. "Don't worry. I won't get you right now. Knowing that a hot tub was all it took to make you laugh would have saved me and the hammock from the tangled mess though." Oh that poor hammock had to be put out of it's misery after that one...
Antonio felt the bubbles ease the ache of the day out of the muscles of his lower back and he let out a long, comfortable sigh as he leaned back, letting his head settle against the edge. "It really is perfect out here, no?" He asked as his green eyes regarded the scenery spread out around them.
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At the mention of the poor hammock, he gave a small cackle.
"You looked so funny; after you got untangled your face was so conflicted. You were overjoyed to get me to laugh, but you were devastated by the hammock. I did get you a new one though... Your face looks even stranger when you aren't smiling."
He joined Antonio at looking at the stars, glad for a distraction as he kept talking; he could feel himself blushing a small bit as he talked.
"Yeah, it is perfect. And, um, about our talk earlier, the siesta, and just putting up with my merda for as long as you have... grazie molto, Antonio. It does make me happy, even if I'm being an idiota and cussing my head off sometimes. And, and, now that I'm not so unsure with what I'm feeling you'll probably get plenty of laughs and smiles from me."
Lovi tried really hard not to laugh at what he was saying. He meant it, but dio, he was sure it sounded so cliche and sappy. He knew that Antonio didn't mind at all and was probably going to melt or explode from happiness.
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He was supposed to be trying to be the "good boyfriend" and he was supposed to be "behaving", but with how good he felt there was no way he could help himself. Using his free hand to guide his boyfriend's face, Antonio leaned in for the kiss, bringing their lips together gently for want of the proper words. A few moments later when he realized he needed to breath, Antonio sat back and it was his turn to go a bit pink about the cheeks. "Oh...umm..." The Spaniard laughed internally at himself as he fiddled with the hair just behind his ear. "L-lo siento, Lovi."
Even after the conversation they'd just had, Antonio had gotten so used to getting cursed at or smacked for a spontaneous kiss like that that the apology almost came naturally. It was simply all of the relief and happiness bubbling to the surface and he just couldn't help himself. The end result was Antonio sitting there in the hot tub next to Lovino grinning even more like a derp than usual in a rare moment of awkward shyness.
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((Estoy tan contenta de que eres feliz. Eso es todo lo que quiero.= I'm so glad you're happy. That's all I want.))
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Lovi tried to do something, like say something along the lines of 'Why are you sorry, you moron? You've been after me for how long?', or maybe just a small splash of water at his face. But his poor brain was suddenly on overload, so all he could manage was a small sound that was a strange mix of annoyance, surprise, resignation, and confusion before dropping his head down to rest on Tony's shoulder.
He sat there thinking about how nice it really did feel, then felt the blush moving up to his ears as it replayed in his head. After a few moments of internally berating himself and organizing some thoughts, he tried talking again, head down and looking at the water. Just then realizing that he had been holding on for dear life, he relaxed his grip on Antonio's hand.
"You, you don't need to be sorry, but, you think you could, you know, try not to break my brain with all these feelings? Not... not that I don't like them! I just... it's ... really confusing and surprising and I feel a bit lost because its like I kinda know what I'm feeling but my brain still hasn't gotten it yet. It's like that, I think..."
Lovi heaved a large sigh, as he tried to get his mental ducks in a row. It was still all a lot to get used to.
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"So...don't break your brain. Si. Got it." Antonio grinned as thoughts of mischief came to mind. "But what if I do this?" And with that he let go of Lovino's hand to grab him at the sides and wriggle his fingers to exploit the newly discovered ticklishness. He knew this would probably earn him a smack, but it was a risk he was willing to take for a little bit of fun. Perhaps it would help take Lovino's mind off of the overwhelming new feelings. Who knows? Antonio tended not to plan too far ahead most of the time and pushing his luck with the tickling seemed like a good idea at the time.
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"S-Stronzo!"
Lovi squirmed and thrashed his way to the side opposite Antinio. After sneezing from the water that flew up his nose, he shook his head to get some of the hair out of his eyes so he could fully glare at the man across from him.
"Che palle..." He muttered, as he realized he had sat himself right next to a bubble jet. Trying his darnedest to keep his face a mask of pouty anger, he moodily crossed his arms and fumed at Antonio.
"That wasn't even fair, scemo! First you break my brain and get my defenses down with being a sap, then you try to drown me!"
He rigidly sat with the look fixed on his face for as long as he could, before the bubbles finally wore him down to covering his face with both hands to hide his laughter. Though still peeved, he was a bit glad he didn't end up kicking or punching Antonio in his escape. Still keeping his distance, he searched for a less bubbly spot as he muttered:
"Let's go in the hot tub and stargaze, you said. It will be fun and relaxing, you sad. I'll keep my hands to myself, you said."
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As much as he loved it when the amor happened, it would be entirely up to Lovino on this trip. This part of their vacation was just as much for his Lovi as it was for him and even though he was currently causing mischief he was not going to overstep his bounds at all. "I just thought I would lighten the mood a bit, mi amor. You're not thinking about your poor broken brain and being confused anymore, I bet. And I am always a sap, Lovi. I don't have to look at the sky to see the stars. I can see them when I look at you."
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Lovino wasn't even sure what to say to that fine nugget of pure sappiness. He was slightly annoyed, but more at himself than the green-eyed goof across from him seemed to always have something just so kind (even if it was cheesy) to say and he himself only had curses and profanities. It must have been from the times he spent with that Francis, or maybe he had some kind of book he was getting this all from.
Either way, he threw his hands up in surrender as he carefully scooted his way back to closer to Antonio, just out of tickle range.
"Fine. I give up for now. But, I'll let you know that I'm not responsible for any injuries if you choose to tickle me. Tickle at your own risk."
He let his arms fall with a splash, smirking when he saw that some of the water managed to fly in Tony's face. Pointing his finger at he Spaniard, he issued another warning.
"You watch it, one of these days I'll get revenge on you, learn all your little secrets, break your brain, and then shower you with tons of sappy things."
Lovi really doubted he'd ever get to that point, but he figured a bit of bravado wouldn't hurt.
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Settling back into the warmth of the water, Antonio scooted closer to Lovino's side and let his arm settle across the Italian's tense shoulders. "Do you think you will be okay when we go to the film festival tomorrow, cuerido? I want to make sure you have fun." Antonio had been to events like this with Francis and Gilbert before, but never with his Lovi or any of the others. He didn't want Lovino to feel overwhelmed or neglected in the middle of a sea of impossibly beautiful and eccentric celebrities. "I'm sure there will be some Italian movies there that we can see if you like."
Antonio sat for a few quiet moments, letting the night sink in, his thumb brushing gentle motions against the soft skin of his boyfriend's upper arm. His mind drifted back to the kiss they had shared minutes before and it caused his stomach to buzz with that familiar feeling of amor. He'd felt it the very first time Lovino had ever agreed to kiss him and he'd felt it every single time since then. He was pretty sure that feeling was the culprit for his perpetually goofy, daydreamy smile. "You make it muy difícil to not be so sappy, you know..." The words were spoken quietly into the warm night air as Antonio rested his head against his boyfriend's.
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"Si... I am glad that it was just tickling. So, thank you for not causing my brain to go from broken to completely shattered."
The gentle arm around Lovi's shoulders helped to keep him from thinking too much about what could have happened if the ridiculous curl had been messed with. This was so much better, anyways, he thought to himself as he relaxed and pondered for a moment. He was secretly glad at how considerate Tony was most of the time.
"I should be fine. Sure I'm not a big fan of tons of people, but, um, as long as you're there with me... I think I should be fine. And I want you to have fun to! Even if I'm being cranky and unwilling to mingle with every single person."
Lovi was always kind of used to doing his own thing; it was easier for him to just go off and enjoy the quiet while finding ways to entertain himself, until the emerald-eyed goof cuddling up to him came into the picture. He slowly got used to him just being there, and after a while he felt that Tony had become some form of weird security blanket. As much as some of the feelings the Spaniard caused in his brain and his heart confused him, Lovino found himself glad for the overall feeling of contentment these kind of moments gave him. Though he knew that it would take time before he trusted his words enough to say them aloud, Antonio didn't seem to mind greatly.
A tiny sound escaped Lovi and his hazel eyes eyes drifted shut as he soaked up the light touches. He stopped caring for that moment that he didn't understand any of the warm, fuzzy feelings, even if it felt that he was going to slowly melt. He whispered back as his head leaned back against Tony's "You... you make it difficile for me to stay unhappy."
Lovino lost track of time as he lazily drifted along with these new feelings.
A cramp in his neck suddenly brought him back. Lovi cracked an eye open to peek over at Antonio as he tried to massage the annoying pain out of his neck.
"Tony? I think we should get out before we both end up falling asleep in here and turning into prunes."
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Antonio ran a hand through his smooth brown hair as he stood to get out of the hot tub, the water running in small rivulets over his tanned, toned body. The Spaniard had no shame whatsoever about being unclothed, even less so when it was just him and Lovino. The handsome, lovestruck, doofus wasn't consciously trying to break his boyfriend's brain any further with his exit from the tub. He was honestly just trying to get out of the water to his towel. Being naked was as natural for him as it was for his other btt friends, and sometimes it simply escaped the Spaniard's sleepy mind that other people might stare or find it appealing.
"Do you need help out of the water, cuerido?" Antonio toweled off his hair before leaning against the ledge of the tub with his chin resting in his his hand, waiting for a response from his boyfriend. He couldn't help the smile on his face. There were so many things about his surly little Italian that Antonio couldn't get enough of. "If you are getting tired, we can make our way back to the room once we dry off. There won't be much time for siestas tomorrow."
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Lovi looked away for a moment, thinking. It's not that he hated it, he just felt rather neutral about it. Merda! Things never seemed to be simple in his dumb brain. He really liked the guy, so why was it so hard to look at him and give him compliments and 'enjoy the view'.
The befuddled Italian took a breath and just thought back to the kiss earlier, the general feeling of contentment from being around Antonio tonight, and the talk they had before their wonderful siesta. Tony told him he wasn't missing anything... so maybe all the rest of that junk came with time?
After shaking any extra water from his hair, Lovi told the other non-happy thoughts to take a hike and mentally yelled at his brain to stop worrying so much. He stood up and escaped as quickly as possible from the damn bubbles.
"Don't dry me off too much, I need to rinse this annoying chlorine off me first, then we head back to the room and do whatever."
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Comportan, Antonio. Comportan. Think NON dirty thoughts. Oh what am I saying? I can't help it...
With a doofy smile to mask what was going through his head, Antonio reached over and draped the towel across his boyfriend's shoulders, proceeding to rub gentle circles with the soft material. "There are showers in most of the rooms, so you won't have to worry about anyone seeing you without those wet shorts. Only me, mi amor. Unless you want me to look away."
Pushing such thoughts aside, the Spaniard continued to lightly towel off his boyfriend's arms, chest (careful not to tickle when he got to his sides), finally getting down to a knee in order to dry off his legs. He looked up from where he knelt with his usual sunny grin, trying to gauge Lovino's reactions to see if he was overstepping his bounds at all. Antonio was actually shocked and impressed with himself for not having copped a feel the entire time. Normally he would try for something like that, but they had made SO MUCH progress in just the last couple of hours that he didn't want to screw that up. "Is that good enough, Lovi?" He questioned, gathering up the towel in his hands.
Suddenly realizing how his position might look to anyone who might see them, Antonio picked himself up, standing with a bit of a chuckle and running his free hand through his damp hair. "We should probably get heading to the shower now, si? It is starting to get a little frío outside of the tub."
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Lovino was about to correct himself, but his curiosity that had been piqued by Antonio's hot tub exit came back. He steeled himself as Tony came over with the towel. Lovi trusted that love-struck goof more than he'd admit out loud, he was just not so sure about how his own brain and body would react.
The touches on his arms was gentle and pleasant. He smiled slightly, feeling just how careful Antonio was being with this. Times like this he always enjoyed, being treated with such care made him feel safe.
Well, this warm feeling isn't so bad now, it's ver-
Lovi's thoughts suddenly cut off when the Spaniard started drying off his chest, and a soft moan escaped his lips. He was sure that his face was already bright red and his brain had given up on whatever thoughts were, as his body carefully leaned into the touches. Thankfully, Antonio eventually moved onto his legs and his head started to clear a little, though it still humming tthe latest experience. Lovino took the towel and held it around himself as body shivered.
"Si... shower. Before I start getting itchy and cold. G-grazie..."
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The sounds on contentment and the subtle motions of Lovino's body were like music to the Antonio's ears. When he rose to see the redness on his boyfriend's face and the goosebumps over the soft, tanned skin he'd just dried off it was all he could do to keep himself from kissing the Italian for all he was worth. Antonio had had his fair share of partners in his time, but to him there was nothing more gorgeous, sinfully appealing, and downright perfect than Lovino in those breif moments when he stopped over thinking things and simply let himself BE.
"No problem, Lovi." Antonio tried to sound nonchalant, holding the towel in front of him as if HE wasn't the one finally being phased by something. He hadn't felt a sudden bout of awkwardness like that since he first noticed Lovino in the locker room years ago when he was getting changed for futbol practice and Lovino had just finished PE. He'd had to take a shower BEFORE practice that day...
calmarse, idiota...no dejes que lo note. Usted no quieren hacer las cosas poco manejable....
"Si...good idea. It is getting late, but we don't want to wake up smelling like tub water before we hit the festival tomorrow." With the towel in front of him and a hand run through his hair, Antonio started through the door and down the hallway to their room. His footfall was soft and quiet and he hummed an old Spanish tune as he went to help take his mind off of how Lovino had affected him moments before.
Soon enough, Antonio found the room again, opening the door and gesturing for Lovino to enter first. He'd managed to calm himself slightly, but gave up on trying to hide it. The spaniard followed his boyfriend into the room, tossing the towel onto the chair against the wall before walking over and flopping down with a sigh onto the bed which still had rumpled blankets from their earlier siesta. "Do you want me to wait out here, cuerido, while you shower first? Or would you like some company?" He asked with an arm draped over his face and his tanned legs hanging over the edge of the bed.
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((dios mio...el es bello = my god...he's beautiful.))
((calmarse, idiota...no dejes que lo note. Usted no quieren hacer las cosas poco manejable. = calm down, you idiot. Don't let him notice. You don't want to make things awkward.))
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