Warning: Swearing. It's Romano, what did you expect? xD
"Oi! Ragazza! Wake up!" A voice snapped at you. You pried open your eyes and glared at your Italian husband. He was supporting himself up with his elbow and his other arm was shaking you awake.
"Lovino!" You groaned. "It's too early." You grabbed his arm and pushed it against him before turning and wrapping him into a hug, effectively trapping him.
"(F/n)!" He said, exasperated as he attempted to wiggle out of your grasp. "What do you mean it's not early? It's f*cking 6:30 am! We slept in so get the f*ck up and release me!" You chuckled at the amount of times he swore before your half-asleep mind processed what he said. Your eyes shot open and you released him as you sat up.
"Please tell me you're lying." You said, jumping out of bed and running to the closet.
"I'm not lying." He scowled as he too got out of bed. "And move it ragazza. I'm showering first."
"No way Lovino." You said turning around and poking him hard on his bare chest, forcing him to take a step back. "You're making breakfast and I'm showering first. It's your turn today to make breakfast."
"I woke you up when I could have let you sleep in until you were late!" Lovino argued as he grabbed a suit and some undergarments. "I'm going first. You can go make breakfast."
"I made breakfast yesterday!"
"I'm running late and I have meetings to attend!" Lovino was beginning to lose his temper and you opened your mouth to retort something back when you noticed the black bags underlining his eyes. What time did he sleep last night? You closed your mouth before sighing. You knew that Lovino had been working harder lately, especially since so much work was beginning to pile up.
"Alright, alright, I concede. Have fun with your shower Lovi. I'll go start breakfast." You said, as you put back your clothing and began to leave the room. What would you make for breakfast today? Lovino obviously did not expect you to give in so easily as he blinked in confusion. He was silent for a bit before sighing loudly.
"D*mmit! Fine! I'll go make breakfast." Lovino said with a scowl as he turned his head to the side. "And don't call me Lovi!" He added as an afterthought. You couldn't help but chuckle at his tsunderness.
"No honestly. I'm making breakfast, Lovino." You said.
"I said I would, d*mmit!"
"Lovino! We are not arguing about this!"
"Don't tell me what to do, ragazza!"
"We're wasting precious time arguing!"
"Esattamente! That's why you should just give up and let me make breakfast!"
"Weren't you the one arguing about who was showering first?"
"I don't give two sh*ts, I-"
"-Will let me cook!" You finished off his sentence for him as you put your hands on your hips. "You were up working late last night and it's not fair if I make you late just because I want to shower first."
"Ragazza, I-"
"I'll make (C/n dish) today." You thought out loud as you whirled around on your heel and left the room. "Is that okay with you?"
"Sì." Lovino said begrudgingly. "A-and grazie." He added in a much quieter voice.
"What did you say?" You called out, knowing full well what he said. You just loved getting him worked up. "I didn't hear you!"
