Ok so for the people who don't know Antonio is Spain and Lovino (Lovi) is Romano~
"What the hell does that even mean?!?"
"Exactly!" This is what happened every morning at Lovino's when you came and visit. You and Lovino have been friends for a long time now and always had an argument everyday, what a strange relationship you have there.
Lovino stares at you quietly his eye twitching slightly. "Fine you win this time!" He takes a sip of water.
"Awww yeah!" You hold your hand up for a high-five at Antonio. Antonio is usually there just to make matters... well... Entertaining
"Eh, ________, you should apologize to Lovi~ He is very sensitive!" Antonio goes over to Lovino and starts stroking his head in a very motherly like manner . You giggle at that
"EHHH?! ANTONIO!!!!" Lovino's face turns red and whacks him.
"Ouch!" Antonio steps back and comes back to his seat.
"Anyways, it has been quite a while ______." Lovino brings up. He is right, it has been. You used to live in Italy and then started to go to school in America when your father got a job there. You come now and then to visit your friends and family.
"Yeah your right, it has been
" You stare into Lovino's eyes. You hated him yet you loved him, he is like the brother you have never had. "You know what, I need to go take a piss." You get up and leave the table.
On the way to the bathroom in this huge house you get to an area where you don't ever recall being too.
"Oh shit, am I lost?" You go around through halls and find yourself back where you started.
"Hey ________ are you lost?" You turn around and there is Lovino staring at you leaning against the wall like a 'cool' dude.
"Lost? Pffft- I'm-." His eyes narrow, still on you, "Yes, yes I am
I am very much lost. Show me the way? Perhaps? Be a gentleman? Maybe?" You go near him and he takes your hand.
"Come on let's go." He starts to lead you though out the mansion. He's holding your hand.
He hasn't held your hand since forever, well since you guys where little playing 'house' and crap. He stops for a moment and looks at you. His face is bright red.
"You ok-" You were cut off when his lips came in contact with yours. You stood there shocked for a moment and then you noticed that you actually didn't mind this, you loved him for so long. You passionately kissed him back. He moved his hand up your shirt and licked your lips and for an entrance then you kicked him.
"Ouch!" He stopped, "What the hell was that for?! I though you liked that!"
"Yo! Don't be doing that here and now! I need to go to the bathroom you idiot!" You yelled at him. You both stopped and started to laugh. This is what it was like back then during 'house'. He was the father and you where the mother. You guys argued from time to time and got along for the rest. You both held hands as you made your way to the bathroom.