As he walked with Feliciano, he got a bit worried, Feliciano could be an ax murderer for all he knew. But he told himself he was brave and could handle some silly pasta loving murderer.They walked for what seemed like hours until they reached a small blue house. A German flag hung in the window. Feli led him to the door and reached into his pocket for his keys. He unlocked the door and they walked in together.
The house was nice, it had white tile floors, identical to Alfred's.
"Well, do you like it? Me and Luddy saved up for it a couple years after we started dating. It's wonderful, no?" As Feli spoke, a tall, blond man, came from the hallway.
"Feli," His voice was deep and he spat a thick German accent, "use proper grammer! It's 'Ludwig and I'."
"Aw, come on Luddy, don't do this again!" The Italian was still as cheery as ever.
The German just looked at Feli and then back at Alfred. Al was genuinely scared of Ludwig at the time.
"Oh! Alfred, this is Ludwig, my boyfriend!"
"Hey bro, nice to meet ya." He tried to hide his fear.
"Pleased to meet you, I'm Ludwig."
Alfred was less tense as they began to talk. They only spoke a small amount but Alfred was fine with him.
Feli ran to the kitchen and started getting a bunch of pots and pans and a few cutting boards. Alfred saw how sweet Feliciano was and thought to himself, There's no way this dude is an Ax Murderer! I'm totally ok! And the Hero..
There was loud knocking on the door, followed by a sad angry man. Alfred almost thought he was Feli, but he was darker and in a terrible mood.
"Lovino?" Feliciano asked from the kitchen.
The one called 'Lovino' didn't reply, he just cried in the doorway.
Feli walked out of the kitchen, over to Lovino, hugged him. Lovino quickly pushed Feli off of him.
"Don't touch me, bastardo!"
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No Regrets. Just Love//romerica
أدب الهواةLovino Vargas had recently broken up with his boyfriend Antonio when he met Alfred F. Jones (the F stands for Freedom btw). The American changed his life dramatically, but cheating, denial, and self loathing may change the way the Italian thinks abo...