Lovino pushed through him, barging into the house without a word. Alfred stood baffled, door still open. Ludwig got up and closed the door, taking him to the couch to calm down. Al sat on the far left end of the ruby couch, shock still remained on his pale face.
"Who the fuck is this, Feli? Why is he in your house? I'm not sure if your dumbass can tell, but I'm a bit upset. So, if you'll just be kind enough to direct him to the door, that'd be fan-fucking-tastic!"
Alfred shrugged, but stayed put. He didn't know if he was still welcome until Feliciano put a hand on his shoulder, reassuring him.
"Come here Fratello, it's okay. You're going to be just fine. Sit down and tell me whats wrong." Feliciano moved to lead his brother to the couch.
"W-who is this?" He stuttered through cries.
"I'm Alfred, it's nice to meet you dude." Al waved at him, but Lovi just mumbled something under his breath.
"Okay. Now, care to tell us why you're so sad Lovi?" Feliciano sat in the middle of the couch, his skinny legs making slight contact with both Alfred and Lovino.
"Toni is a liar! A lying, cheating bastard! I hate him!"
"It's okay Fratello." He put his hand on Lovino's knee reassuringly.
Alfred decided it would be a good idea to speak too, "Yea bro, my boyfriend, Arthur, and I broke up a few days back. Small world huh? But that's why I'm here."
"Good story, bastard. I really needed to know that." He rolled his eyes, but stopped sobbing pools, he sniffled and tried to stop crying altogether
Feliciano got up and walked into the kitchen, "Come here Luddy, taste this sauce." Ludwig got up and followed Feli into the kitchen.
He looked over at Lovino, "Hey, Feliciano is right dude. It's going to be fine, just give it time." he gave the boy opposite him a look, which Al couldn't decipher between, 'shut the fuck up dildo eater' or 'thank you.'
He smiled, "Yeah, thanks I guess."
Alfred politely smiled back, but noticed how he had gravitated toward Lovi.
"Oh my bad, sorry bro.." He moved back to where he was originally sitting and glanced back at Lovino.
Alfred may have been mistaken, but he thought he had seen the boy blush.
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No Regrets. Just Love//romerica
FanfictionLovino 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...
