"E-ears?" Lovino then noticed that his boxers only showed in the back. All he needed to do was sit down and that could cover it up. "Oh its nothing really..." He slumped in the couch behind him, making his pants slide down a little more on accident.
To his luck, the Spanish man turned to face the small kitchenette and started making coffee. "Hm? Well, I think its something alright. Hold on I need to deliver this to someone. I'll come back for a chat when I'm done." With that, the coffee maker finished its sputtering and the smell of a Starbucks slowly filled the room.
As he wrapped up, Lovi thought of how to hide his undergarments from his secret lover. A red pillow sat at his right. That could cover me up some he thought, plopping the pillow on his lap as Antonio left. The troubled Italian let out a sigh of relief as he heard the fading footsteps of the Spaniard and the smell of coffee drift away to who-knows-where. A seed of thought slowly grew into a great oak as he planned on how to get out of the building without letting anyone see him. Just as he got up, his pants quickly gave up and tumbled to his ankles. Right then, oh so coincidental, a smiling Spain walked in. "Wow...Lovi..." Antonio said at the sight of Lovi blushing like crazy, cat ears bobbing down a bit in embarrassment and tail between legs.
"N-no! It-Its not what you think!" The embarrassed Italian said, hands in the air in front of him, face redder than the pillow now on the floor. "No Lovino...This is ok..." Antonio slid a hand behind Romano's back, pulling him closer and setting a hand on one of the nation's thighs.
Blushing as dark as he could, Romano heard the other nation whisper in his cat ear "You've got really nice thighs." He could almost tell the other was smiling as he said those words.
"Now whats with these?" He said backing away a bit and leaning against the counter. "O-oh....just that bastard Brit...I pissed him off I guess...." The Italian let out a sigh. "They'll wear out sooner or later anyway..." He said with a dark blush as he pulled his pants up and fastened the belt.
"No no I like them" Antonio's smile made butterflies in Romano's stomach as he rested his hands on his pants to keep them up. "Ah thanks and all, but I should really get rid of them....they're annoying as fuck." "Really? Well, I hope my fuck isn't annoying..." The Spaniard mumbled with a slight smirk.
"huh?What was that?" The Italian's concentration slowly focused on a passing butterfly that flew happily by the window. "Mmm?oh nothing, nothing" Antonio said when he realized his friend's cat instincts were getting to him. "Anyway, how'd you like to go out with me...tonight? Its a Neko con thing so I'd think you'd blend right in. Francis has the stupida meeting and Gil says he'd rather fuck Canada tonight. So..." Lovino sensed the other's nervousness as the man scratched the back of his head and looked down not making eye contact.
A light blush emerged from Lovi's face as he looked at the other for a moment until he finally said "Sure, but only to make you happy bastardo." Not even looking at the Spaniard's smile. "Alright. 8 pm then?My place. I'll drive." Antonio responded with a chuckle. "yeah yeah whatever. Go away now" The Italian said waving his hand at the other in annoyance. "haha alright sourpuss." "Shut the fuck up!" They said to each other as the Spaniard left with a light laugh as he closed the door as he left the meeting room.
Lovi leaned against the wall with an exasperated sigh. He was indeed happy and exited for tonight.
