Unlikely Soulmates (a SpaMano FanFic)

Chapter 4

*Lovino's POV*

I really don't know how to explain this one, soulmates aren't real. They can't be. So why does his mark show up on MY birthday, why did our marks match, and why did they disappear? Everything feels fuzzy, and its hard to breathe

"Do you need to sit down~? You don't look so good~" he says and I shake my head and swallow the saliva rising in my mouth

"I'm fine." I say but he isn't convinced, he walks up to me

"Lovino really~ sit down~" he says and gently makes me sit on his bed

"There has to be an explanation for this." I say and he sits next to me

"I don't see how you just can't accept the idea of it being platonic~"

"Because soulmates don't exist Antonio! Not everything is sunshine and rainbows! People who claim to be 'soulmates' get divorced all the time! There is no way that its possible it just doesn't make sense!" I say and he stares at me for a moment, his face grows worried

"Lovino~ did your parents get divorced~?" he asked softly "Is that why you believe all that~?" I don't know what to say, I open my mouth and try to deny it but nothing comes out "I see~ well I think that not all people who are soulmates are meant to be romantic~ I think like us there are a lot of platonic soulmates out there and we're meant to go find our romantic partners"

"But they fell in love, they had a family." I say softly

"Maybe they were so blindsided by the idea of romantic soulmates they never even considered platonic soulmates as being an option~" he says and I stare at him, if my secret is out might as well try to get his out.

"And what about your parents?" I ask

"What about them~?"

"Well they aren't here, and from the looks of your house it doesn't look like they're ever here. Not to mention there are zero family photos around here." I say and he sighs

"They're practically never here~ They work out of the country but I honestly couldn't tell you what they do~ It was just me and my brother for as long as I can remember~ Until he went to college and now its just me~" he pauses "but my friends come over a lot~ they kinda became my family if that makes sense~" he says and I nod

"It does." he shakes his head and stands up

"But the advantages of living alone is I can bust open the liquor cabinet whenever I want to~ you want a drink~?"

"As in alcohol?" I ask and he nods

"Si~ Have you ever had alcohol before~?"

"Just a few sips here and there."

"Any requests~?" he asks and I think for a minute

"Do you have red wine?"

"Red wine it is~!" he said and ran out of the room

He isn't gone too long before he returns with two glasses and the bottle. He fills up the glass and hands it to me before pouring himself one.

We converse and drink the wine, but the rest of the night is fuzzy. All I know is I wake up the next morning with the sun in my face. I sit up and find my glasses on the nightstand next to the advil and water. I look around and determine I'm in Antonio's bed, my clothes from yesterday still on. I take the pills because my head is killing me. I have two questions

Where is Antonio?

And what happened last night?