Chapter 11- Antonio

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Chapter 11- Antonio's POV

I woke up at 9am confused as hell. Why was I on the sofa? As the memory of the previous night flooded back, I grinned and looked down at Lovino. He was still sleeping soundly, curled up with his head on my chest.

I suddenly realised how hungry I was and I thought about getting up to get breakfast, but I couldn't for fear of waking up Lovino. He looked so beautifully peaceful.
Lovino had had more than twelve hours of sleep, how had he not woken up yet? I ran my fingers gently through his soft hair. I felt his heartbeat and the rhythm of his breathing and the sweet little sighs he made in his sleep. He was so beautiful.

I was pulled out of my daydream by the sound of the front door slamming shut and then footsteps in the hallway. I froze in terror. Someone was in the house but... shit! Of course! I'd left the door unlocked last night! My heart hammered in my chest. How much of an idiot could I be?!

A cheerful voice chirped: "Lovino~"
I relaxed immediately as I recognised the voice as Lovino's brother from the restaurant.
"Are you here?" He called, walking into the living room and smiling at me.
"Hello Antonio! Have y-"
I shushed him and smiled down at Lovino. Feliciano moved around to see what I was shushing him for. When he saw his brother curled up asleep on me, he smiled.

Feliciano mouthed 'Breakfast?'
And I whispered back 'God yes, I'm starving. Thanks, Feli.'
He smiled and walked into my kitchen.
Only then did I start to wonder why Lovino's brother had just walked into my house and started to make breakfast. And how did he know where I lived? And how did he know Lovino would be here? I shook my head in disbelief and dismissed the thought.
I should wake Lovino up for breakfast.
"Lovi..." I whispered softly, shaking his shoulder gently. "Lovino..."
He wouldn't wake up.

Feliciano walked into the hallway and nochalantly pulled an air horn out of his bag.
"Um... what are you doing?" I asked quietly.
Feliciano just smiled and stood next to Lovino. He braced himself and blew the air horn into Lovino's ear. Lovino awoke with a jolt and immediatly screamed "FUCK OFF BASTARD!"  He looked around with a confused frown and then his eyes widened slightly as he remebered where he was. Bleary-eyed, he looked up at me and smiled.
"Morning, Antonio!" He said sweetly, pushing himself up and stretching.

I sat up too and rubbed my aching back. "Your brother's doing breakfast."
Lovino's head shot up.
"Why the fuck is he here? How the fuck is he here?"
I laughed.
"I don't know but he's doing breakfast."

Lovino attempted to stand up but fell back down on the sofa.
"Fuck."
"What?" I asked.
"You dick." He muttered.
"What did I do?!"
"You know damn well what you did, you bastard, and now I can't fucking walk."
I bit my lip and tried to contain a smile as Lovino limped towards the kitchen.

I followed him in as Feliciano was plating up breakfast. Lovino tried his best to disguise his limp infront of his brother, but Feliciano gave me a knowing smile. I raised my eyebrows at him. He looked at me and then Lovino (who was sat uncomfortably on his stool) and then back at me. He understood perfectly. He seemed so innocent on the outside, but from what Gilbert had told me about Ludwig, Feliciano was probably the least inncocent person on the planet.

"Question if I may," I said "why are you here at 9am?"
"I just came to see you." Feliciano said cheerfully, sitting down with his plate.
"Fair enough. How did you know where to find us?"
"I tried your house, Lovi, but there was nobody in and Ludwig knew the adress of the house where Antonio is staying because Gilbert was staying here too." Feli explained.

By the time Feliciano left, it was 6pm and I was exhausted. I made my way upstairs to my bedroom. I stripped down to my underwear and clambered into bed, closely followed by Lovino.
We laid down facing each other.
"Are you tired?" He asked.
"Yeah." I replied. "Are you?"
"No." He said. He began twiddling a lock of my hair so I did the same with his sensitive curl. He squimed under my touch and moaned softly.
"So that's how it's gonna be, huh?" He said, running his fingers through my hair.

I climbed ontop of him and kissed his neck, leaving a trail of red marks in my wake. I nibbled his collar bone and kissed his chest. This time, I was going to dominate. He threw his head back and let out a soft groan, knocking something off the bedside table.

I sighed and got out of bed to pick it up. My heart sank and my stomach twisted into a nauseating knot when I saw it.

I'd have to tell Lovino.

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