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"AHHHHH! Why is this so hard?" It was Gilberts birthday today and Lovino wanted to do something special for the albino. They had been going out for six months now and it was the first time that Lovino had ever gotten him a present. Currently he was at the mall trying to find him the perfect present.
"Damn it! Why does that bastard have to be so fucking hard to shop for! Why can't he be as easy as Feli or Antonio?" It was the eighth store he's entered and he still couldn't find something for Gilbert. He decides that it was time to go home, and he would figure something out once he was there.
On the car ride home from the mall he did some thinking, about Gilbert and what he could possibly want for his birthday. Damn, what could he possibly want?!?! If I was as good at painting as Feli I could make him a picture, but I'm not so that won't work, well there's always that thing... When Lovino arrived at home he knew what he was going to do, and he gathered the necessary materials. Damn bastard better appreciate this!
Gilbert came home about an hour after he'd finished his present. "Lovinoooooooooo! Kesesesesese, did you get the awesome me and awesome present?!?"
"Damn it, shut the fuck up you bastard, and yes I did get you a present."
"Awesome! Let me open it!"
"W-well it's not exactly something you open, more like something you read." Lovino was blushing heavily as he handed Gilbert a piece of paper with shaking hands.
Gilbert read with interest.
Seeing you, my heart races
Skips a beat, thuders loud for the whole world to hear
I yell, I scream
Trying cover up the loud boom of my heart
You laugh
Call me cute, call me your little bird
Blushing red, falsely calling it anger
Kick and punch, scream and spit
Anything to keep you out
Anything to stay away from the feeling
Feeling that only lead to heart ache
But when I"m alone I can say it
I shout it
I can scream it and yell it
But for now I'll simply whisper it
I love you
"W-well, what do you think bastard!" Lovino's beat red face was looking to the side, his embarrassment showing.
"Lovinooooo! I loooooove you too!" Gilbert picked up the little Italian bridal style and proceeded to carry him to their bedroom.
"Bastardo! Put me down!" Yelling and kicking, with a blushing face Romano fought to be free.
"Kesesesese, so cute!"
"Damn it! Why does that bastard have to be so fucking hard to shop for! Why can't he be as easy as Feli or Antonio?" It was the eighth store he's entered and he still couldn't find something for Gilbert. He decides that it was time to go home, and he would figure something out once he was there.
On the car ride home from the mall he did some thinking, about Gilbert and what he could possibly want for his birthday. Damn, what could he possibly want?!?! If I was as good at painting as Feli I could make him a picture, but I'm not so that won't work, well there's always that thing... When Lovino arrived at home he knew what he was going to do, and he gathered the necessary materials. Damn bastard better appreciate this!
Gilbert came home about an hour after he'd finished his present. "Lovinoooooooooo! Kesesesesese, did you get the awesome me and awesome present?!?"
"Damn it, shut the fuck up you bastard, and yes I did get you a present."
"Awesome! Let me open it!"
"W-well it's not exactly something you open, more like something you read." Lovino was blushing heavily as he handed Gilbert a piece of paper with shaking hands.
Gilbert read with interest.
Seeing you, my heart races
Skips a beat, thuders loud for the whole world to hear
I yell, I scream
Trying cover up the loud boom of my heart
You laugh
Call me cute, call me your little bird
Blushing red, falsely calling it anger
Kick and punch, scream and spit
Anything to keep you out
Anything to stay away from the feeling
Feeling that only lead to heart ache
But when I"m alone I can say it
I shout it
I can scream it and yell it
But for now I'll simply whisper it
I love you
"W-well, what do you think bastard!" Lovino's beat red face was looking to the side, his embarrassment showing.
"Lovinooooo! I loooooove you too!" Gilbert picked up the little Italian bridal style and proceeded to carry him to their bedroom.
"Bastardo! Put me down!" Yelling and kicking, with a blushing face Romano fought to be free.
"Kesesesese, so cute!"
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.:January 13:.
Lovino Vargas sat at home, sitting in this big dark red chair in the living room. The chair was pretty big, and he fit right in. But he felt horribly lonely. No television was on, or no lights, but it was the afternoon anyway. The afternoon someone extremely close to him had to go out to war.
Gilbert Beilschmidt
He had to go out to war for his brother, Ludwig
and fight for Germany. Leaving Lovino alone. He huffed. It was only going to be.. What. 12 months? Yeah. A year of being alone. Antonio allowed Lovino to come out and stay whenever and how long he wants. Though Lovino was a bit afraid to, he didn't want to be tota
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It all started with a pair of shoes.
They had been white once but now they were held together with bright neon orange duct tape and the laces were nothing more than tattered threads. The first time he noticed them was at the park. It had rained earlier that day, leaving puddles of all sizes scattered along the ground. The pair of shoes had been placed beside a puddle, one shoe faced it while the other was turned toward him, as if someone had been turning to walk away but then disappeared mid-step.
Gilbert had sat and stared at them for hours. He had a strange sense that he was being watched back but he ignored it. A few weeks later as he wa
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AWWWWWW SO CUTE! >3<