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chien_rouge525I could kill right now. No one disturbs my beauty sleep without me having to say anything about it.
I stared at the bright screen of my phone and moved my eyes to the indication of time.
4:30 in the goddamn morning. Who wakes up anyone at 4 in the morning!?
I wanted to shrug the doorbell sounds still bouncing off my walls and keep myself curled into a ball underneath my cotton blankets. But the rapid repetitive sounds of the doorbell finally pushed me to pull back the covers and find my bathrobe blindly in the dark while constantly muttering vulgar words of dismay. Once I had located them, I hurriedly attended to the door, thinking it was just some random salesman for real estate as well us running through the many curse words I could fire at him. Opening the door, I expected someone, anyone in a uniform or suit.
However...
“Ve~! Fratello, mi sei mancato!” My eyes grew wide at the familiar short figure, with a single curl detached from his light brown hair and clad in an over-sized coat.
“F-Feliciano!?”
“Ciao~!”
“This is your brother, Lovino?! You look NOTHING alike!”
“That’s because we happen to be fraternal twins, nittlebug. And it’s none of your business whether Feli and I look alike.” I scoffed at the American blonde towering Feli by a few inches. To his right, Roderich and Eliza looked at each other, eyes both gleaming at the stout little figure as if Feli was their own child.
I stood somewhere a little far from the crowd, my eyes searching for the tall tan figure with emerald eyes and a smile that practically lit up the world the moment it comes out. Or at least my world. I’m not looking for him. I absolutely do not know when his classes end.
“Ve~”
“Wha? Oh, hey Feli. You done entertaining them?”
Feli tilted his head as if in question. I merely sighed. “It’s nothing Feli.”
“Who’re you looking for, fratello?” Feli had me by the sleeve of my Armani shirt, pulling on it just to get my attention. Thankfully, it snapped me out of my reverie before anyone could see the obvious love struck look I had in my eyes.
“Don’t mind me, Feli. I just---”
“Lovi~!” My body bends from the heavy weight coming onto me suddenly.
“What the fucking hell, stupid tomato bastard!?”
“Ahaha~ I missed you, Lovi~!” My hair nearly bounced out of my chest when his sing-song words reached my ears as he ruffled my hair, his emerald eyes, I could tell, were directed towards me.
“Sh-shut up, idiot. You don’t know what you’re saying.”
“Oh, but I think I do.”
Strong, warm arms took me in in one quick swoop, all the while, one thought ran through my mind: He was hugging me. Hugging. Me.
Before I could even say anything to cover up the obvious red now spreading through my face, Tonio speaks the one phrase I would never ever want to hear again. Not from him especially. I feel his arms as they slide off from my shoulders and I lose the contact. He then moves to Feli’s side and throws one arm onto fratellino’s shoulder as if in a flirting act, flashing him a grin full of glee.
“Aww~ What a cutie! What’s your name, bella?”
Bad enough he left my side, he had to be friendly with Feli. With fratellino. I looked down and just stared at the ground as I heard the cheerful chatter of my companions. All I could hear were the words, “Feliciano” or, “than Lovino” and every time these words were spoken by that person, I felt like my heart breaking the way the vase I had accidentally elbowed off the table broke. Shattering, its parts scattering through the floor, with me looking just staring at the damage and thinking that vase would never go back to the way it was; that no amount of glue would return it to its original beauty. I remained silent. I should have seen this coming.Once again, Feli takes the spotlight and I am left as the backdrop guy, the understudy for Feli’s role as the main character. I hated this feeling; this feeling of inferiority. I had gone through it so many times, with my own family. I had accepted the fact I will never be loved as much as Feli was. I knew that. Yet, when I raise my head and see Tonio looking at Feli with so much love in his eyes, I feel a pang of pain strike through me, surging like electricity. Next thing I knew, I’m fighting the tears threatening to fall from my eyes.
“Lovi?”
So what else can I do?
I lift my head and give them the biggest scowl (which I hoped equates to a smile) I could muster.
“Nothing shitheads. Go die.” and I stomped away.
No one said a word to me for the rest of the day and I found myself eating lunch alone, in one of the rooms finally letting the tears I had been holding back, flow.
I was stumped and in desperate need of Lovi power when lo and behold as I exited the college building, I found him standing with the rest of the squad along with one other that looked like him but smaller in stature with the same curl sticking out of his head, and his face bore the biggest grin. My mind wandered as to who that person was when I recalled one afternoon when Lovi and I were siting together when his phone vibrated beside him. As he took it out, his eyes widened at the ID and hurriedly excused himself. I was surprised as it was the first time he had looked so flustered. I strained my ears to catch a hint of any possible...rivals...if that’s the term. Yet the only words I could hear were ‘fratellino’ and ‘home’ and ‘Nonno’ which led me to conclude it was his relative, possibly his brother.
When asked about it however, he simply turned his head away. I didn’t push it either.
I remained locked on the scene when Lovi stepped a little distance away from the group and swiveled his head from side to side as if looking for someone. I hid behind the doors but kept my head out just enough to be able to catch a glimpse of him. I could feel people staring at me. I mean who wouldn’t? Here was a tall college fellow hiding behind a swinging door a midst the countless students pouring out from the building just to enjoy the view of someone hopefully looking for him. Anyone would wonder.
But I didn’t really mind.
Lovi’s cuteness made up for it. Oh, I'm sorry. I'm loving Lovi too much again
Oh dear~ I said the "L" word.
Now if I could just say the "B" word.
He looked wonderful today too. He wore a blue open jacket with chains on the shoulders. Underneath the jacket is something black. He partnered this with khaki brown pants and sneakers. He had always liked looking presentable no matter how much people would tell him dressing up for college can be a drag. I really couldn’t help myself from giggling at his act of looking for someone for he looked like a child that had just lost his mother in a department store.
Ah, he frowned.
Now his face dropped. Was he really looking for me? I hope he was.
These thoughts ran through my mind as I observed him. I smirked as I thought it was enough and emerged from my hiding place.
“Lovi~!” For a second I blushed seeing him seemingly happy to see me.
What? A boy can dream.
I proceeded to being the cheerful Antonio he knew and draped my arms around him.
“What the fucking hell, tomato bastard!?” he scowled at me with an obvious red face. How adorable.
“Ahaha~ I missed you, Lovi~!”
“Sh-shut up, idiot. You don’t know what you’re saying.”
“Oh, but I think I do.” I then hugged him thinking he might push me away. Thankfully, he didn’t. It made me happy. Not being pushed away that is. It made me a tad bit hopeful I have a shot with him.
But as I looked at him, I thought he looked embarrassed to be held so I quickly reverted the topic to the unfamiliar figure. I moved my arms away slowly so as not to show him my flustered side and moved to the person the others called Feliciano.
“Aww~ What a cutie! What’s your name, bella?
I thought I had averted the crisis and made things easier for Lovi, but as I directed my eyes way from Feliciano, I could literally see the tears Lovi was beginning to hold back.
"Lovi?"
“Nothing shitheads. Go die.”
And like that he walked away And I was left to stand the countless worthless jokes of the American and his squabbles with Alfred whilst thinking what I could have possibly done wrong.
I stared at the bright screen of my phone and moved my eyes to the indication of time.
4:30 in the goddamn morning. Who wakes up anyone at 4 in the morning!?
I wanted to shrug the doorbell sounds still bouncing off my walls and keep myself curled into a ball underneath my cotton blankets. But the rapid repetitive sounds of the doorbell finally pushed me to pull back the covers and find my bathrobe blindly in the dark while constantly muttering vulgar words of dismay. Once I had located them, I hurriedly attended to the door, thinking it was just some random salesman for real estate as well us running through the many curse words I could fire at him. Opening the door, I expected someone, anyone in a uniform or suit.
However...
“Ve~! Fratello, mi sei mancato!” My eyes grew wide at the familiar short figure, with a single curl detached from his light brown hair and clad in an over-sized coat.
“F-Feliciano!?”
“Ciao~!”
“This is your brother, Lovino?! You look NOTHING alike!”
“That’s because we happen to be fraternal twins, nittlebug. And it’s none of your business whether Feli and I look alike.” I scoffed at the American blonde towering Feli by a few inches. To his right, Roderich and Eliza looked at each other, eyes both gleaming at the stout little figure as if Feli was their own child.
I stood somewhere a little far from the crowd, my eyes searching for the tall tan figure with emerald eyes and a smile that practically lit up the world the moment it comes out. Or at least my world. I’m not looking for him. I absolutely do not know when his classes end.
“Ve~”
“Wha? Oh, hey Feli. You done entertaining them?”
Feli tilted his head as if in question. I merely sighed. “It’s nothing Feli.”
“Who’re you looking for, fratello?” Feli had me by the sleeve of my Armani shirt, pulling on it just to get my attention. Thankfully, it snapped me out of my reverie before anyone could see the obvious love struck look I had in my eyes.
“Don’t mind me, Feli. I just---”
“Lovi~!” My body bends from the heavy weight coming onto me suddenly.
“What the fucking hell, stupid tomato bastard!?”
“Ahaha~ I missed you, Lovi~!” My hair nearly bounced out of my chest when his sing-song words reached my ears as he ruffled my hair, his emerald eyes, I could tell, were directed towards me.
“Sh-shut up, idiot. You don’t know what you’re saying.”
“Oh, but I think I do.”
Strong, warm arms took me in in one quick swoop, all the while, one thought ran through my mind: He was hugging me. Hugging. Me.
Before I could even say anything to cover up the obvious red now spreading through my face, Tonio speaks the one phrase I would never ever want to hear again. Not from him especially. I feel his arms as they slide off from my shoulders and I lose the contact. He then moves to Feli’s side and throws one arm onto fratellino’s shoulder as if in a flirting act, flashing him a grin full of glee.
“Aww~ What a cutie! What’s your name, bella?”
Bad enough he left my side, he had to be friendly with Feli. With fratellino. I looked down and just stared at the ground as I heard the cheerful chatter of my companions. All I could hear were the words, “Feliciano” or, “than Lovino” and every time these words were spoken by that person, I felt like my heart breaking the way the vase I had accidentally elbowed off the table broke. Shattering, its parts scattering through the floor, with me looking just staring at the damage and thinking that vase would never go back to the way it was; that no amount of glue would return it to its original beauty. I remained silent. I should have seen this coming.Once again, Feli takes the spotlight and I am left as the backdrop guy, the understudy for Feli’s role as the main character. I hated this feeling; this feeling of inferiority. I had gone through it so many times, with my own family. I had accepted the fact I will never be loved as much as Feli was. I knew that. Yet, when I raise my head and see Tonio looking at Feli with so much love in his eyes, I feel a pang of pain strike through me, surging like electricity. Next thing I knew, I’m fighting the tears threatening to fall from my eyes.
“Lovi?”
So what else can I do?
I lift my head and give them the biggest scowl (which I hoped equates to a smile) I could muster.
“Nothing shitheads. Go die.” and I stomped away.
No one said a word to me for the rest of the day and I found myself eating lunch alone, in one of the rooms finally letting the tears I had been holding back, flow.
I was stumped and in desperate need of Lovi power when lo and behold as I exited the college building, I found him standing with the rest of the squad along with one other that looked like him but smaller in stature with the same curl sticking out of his head, and his face bore the biggest grin. My mind wandered as to who that person was when I recalled one afternoon when Lovi and I were siting together when his phone vibrated beside him. As he took it out, his eyes widened at the ID and hurriedly excused himself. I was surprised as it was the first time he had looked so flustered. I strained my ears to catch a hint of any possible...rivals...if that’s the term. Yet the only words I could hear were ‘fratellino’ and ‘home’ and ‘Nonno’ which led me to conclude it was his relative, possibly his brother.
When asked about it however, he simply turned his head away. I didn’t push it either.
I remained locked on the scene when Lovi stepped a little distance away from the group and swiveled his head from side to side as if looking for someone. I hid behind the doors but kept my head out just enough to be able to catch a glimpse of him. I could feel people staring at me. I mean who wouldn’t? Here was a tall college fellow hiding behind a swinging door a midst the countless students pouring out from the building just to enjoy the view of someone hopefully looking for him. Anyone would wonder.
But I didn’t really mind.
Lovi’s cuteness made up for it. Oh, I'm sorry. I'm loving Lovi too much again
Oh dear~ I said the "L" word.
Now if I could just say the "B" word.
He looked wonderful today too. He wore a blue open jacket with chains on the shoulders. Underneath the jacket is something black. He partnered this with khaki brown pants and sneakers. He had always liked looking presentable no matter how much people would tell him dressing up for college can be a drag. I really couldn’t help myself from giggling at his act of looking for someone for he looked like a child that had just lost his mother in a department store.
Ah, he frowned.
Now his face dropped. Was he really looking for me? I hope he was.
These thoughts ran through my mind as I observed him. I smirked as I thought it was enough and emerged from my hiding place.
“Lovi~!” For a second I blushed seeing him seemingly happy to see me.
What? A boy can dream.
I proceeded to being the cheerful Antonio he knew and draped my arms around him.
“What the fucking hell, tomato bastard!?” he scowled at me with an obvious red face. How adorable.
“Ahaha~ I missed you, Lovi~!”
“Sh-shut up, idiot. You don’t know what you’re saying.”
“Oh, but I think I do.” I then hugged him thinking he might push me away. Thankfully, he didn’t. It made me happy. Not being pushed away that is. It made me a tad bit hopeful I have a shot with him.
But as I looked at him, I thought he looked embarrassed to be held so I quickly reverted the topic to the unfamiliar figure. I moved my arms away slowly so as not to show him my flustered side and moved to the person the others called Feliciano.
“Aww~ What a cutie! What’s your name, bella?
I thought I had averted the crisis and made things easier for Lovi, but as I directed my eyes way from Feliciano, I could literally see the tears Lovi was beginning to hold back.
"Lovi?"
“Nothing shitheads. Go die.”
And like that he walked away And I was left to stand the countless worthless jokes of the American and his squabbles with Alfred whilst thinking what I could have possibly done wrong.