Lovino Vargas - 8th Bottle of Wine [Video]

[in_italia]

Hooooly.... FUCK!
[It's been months since he was last here. Well, from his perspective, at least. Over the ten days' absense, he had managed to completely forget about it and dismiss it as a dream. And now he's back, with a half-empty bottle of wine still in his hand from the celebrations he left. And he grimaces at the pocketwatch, dreading who

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[in_italia]

[The air feels tense, and he doesn't like it. He doesn't like it one bit.] Heated it too much, still waiting for it to cool down. [With a grumble, he pats Feli's head, feeling too nervous to do anything more.] Are you going to talk to me, or what?

[in_italia]

[Hmph. Physical contact still isn't all that great. But he'll take it in stride, because it is comforting.] Love is really fucking stupid... And you shouldn't have cried over Holy Rome, he wasn't fucking worth it back then, either. [Actually, compared to Holy Rome, Lovi figures Germany is... okay-ish. But he'll be happy to die before telling anyone that.]

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[Feli stiffens with all the suddenness of another punch. That would have been less painful, too. He jerks away, sitting up straight and tense.] Don't say such horrible things about my Holy Rome! You know I love him, you've got no right!

[in_italia]

[Where'd that come from.] Yeah, I know you fucking love him, why do you think I hate him so much? [Erk.] ...I mean, if he was so in love with you he would've tried harder to stay alive. Stupid jackass deserved it, for fucking you up.

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Don't! [He crosses his arms in front of his chest and scowls. Yes, there's an actual scowl on his face and anger seething in him, Feli is a bit taken aback himself.] Don't go insulting my Holy Rome, even if you mean well! [He huffs indignantly.] It's one thing insulting current Germany, I know you two don't like another, but insulting him as Holy Rome, that's going too far!

[in_italia]

[If Feli is pissed, it is time to shut up. And shut up he will.] Sorry... I forgot you... no, nevermind. [He forgot Feli still cares more about Holy Rome's image than anything. A very bitter thought, which he has the presense of mind to keep to himself. Subject change time.] I should give you your cross back, I guess...

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[Wow. Lovi isn't acting on his jealousy. He conceded a point. Apologized. They're making progress. And he's going to give him his cross back, too! Feli finds himself beaming and he's so happy, he forgets all about holding back on touch. He wraps his arms around Lovi's waist and hugs him awkwardly, his chest pressed against Lovi's side. He is mindful that he doesn't unbalance him from his perch on the armrest, though.] Thank you. [His voice is a bit choked.]

[in_italia]

[See, he doesn't like how much it cheered Feli up to be getting the cross back. But at least the idiot's happy, and the awkward barrier is gone. So Lovi will push Feli aside, move down to the actual seat of the couch, and pull Feli onto his lap. That seems fair enough.] Calm down, idiot, it's just a cross. [Even if he had noticed what else factored in, he wouldn't mention that. Nope, simple is best.]

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[Feli sighs happily as he snuggles close in his new position. This is more like it. This is life how it should be. He pouts a bit, though, he doesn't want Lovi to think it's just the cross. But it's better not to bring up that touchy topic again when things are going well. So he just kisses Lovi lightly on the cheek.] You're silly. [He tucks his head under his chin and closes his eyes, content.]

[in_italia]

[Lovi blows a raspberry at the comment, but in good nature.] I'm not, you are. [He kisses Feli's hair and holds him close. Okay, he's sort of getting used to this physical contact shit. Maybe. It's nice to have Feli so happy about cuddling with him. Yeah, he can figure out how to fix this shit, and live comfortably without those parts of his memory he's missing. Wouldn't hurt to get rid of Germany, but that can wait for a while.]

....Hey. Feli. I can't eat like this, idiot.

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Sorry, sorry! [He slips reluctantly off Lovi's lap and sits down tightly pressed against his side. He picks up his plate again and starts gobbling down the pasta with newfound appetite. Being on good terms with Lovi never fails to make the world a brighter place.

As he eats, he recalls one of these questions Lovi had asked him. It had been the least important at the time, but that has changed with things being better between them.] Lovi? I'm sorry for being... how did you call it? An asshole about sex. [His voice is meek and he keeps his eyes firmly on his plate. It doesn't seem a terribly bright idea to rehash that touchy topic, either, but he doesn't want Lovi to get the wrong impression.]

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[Aww, he'd been halfway through his own food when the question made him nearly choke on it. After a fair amount of coughing, he looks up with a grimace.] Wha... fuck, Feli... I don't care. I'm used to that, just... didn't expect it from you. [That sounded bitter, and stupid. But now it's out there, so there's no taking it back.]

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Used to... [From all that stammering, that's the part that catches his attention the most keenly. Feli's stomach lurches, almost like he's about to be nauseous, and his hand tightens around the fork.] What do you mean, you're used to that? I'm your first! [His voice doesn't quite sound accusing, but it's not far from it, either. What was that about irrational jealousy?]

[in_italia]

[Well, shit.] I mean... just... fuck, nevermind. I don't mean anything, damnit. Forget it. [He doesn't mean to sound defensive, but like hell does he want to pursue this subject.]

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[Hmpf. Not buying it. So not buying it - and feeling perfectly justified.] You've been harrassing me with your jealousy for months! I just want a single honest answer. [He shoots him a sulky look. It's unfair and he's not putting up with it.]

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[Damn it all.] You know what? I don't want to tell you. I don't mean anything by it, so will you just shut up about it? [He hates subjects like this. And talking about it to Feli of all people, that just makes it worse.]