Definitely, Maybe (Hetalia Fanfic)

Chapter Fifteen

"Alright continuing on with my story, Halloween was right around the corner, and having kids in adult bodies as friends, both asses, by the way, made me participate in this wondrous occasion of dressing up, getting candy and scaring the shit out of one another even though you, yourself were fucking scared."

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Lovino laid in bed, texting Alfred, getting the details of their, as in him, Tonio and Alfred's, get-together at the mall close by to rifle through endless amounts of costumes, accessories and whatnot for the holiday he was forced to participate in. "I don't understand," Lovino sighed as he put his phone down on his bed. He put one arm over his eyes to shield the light from burning his eyes. "I really don't want to do this." He had confirmed the time with Alfred, which they decided was around the lunch hour, so they would meet up at the front of the mall. "So!" Tonio bounced into Lovino's room, his eyes were shining with pure joy. "When are we planning to go and hit up those amazing costume stores?"

"Uh, he said around lunch," Lovino replied and decided to sit up, leaning against the headboard of his bed. "So, we should get ready soon."

"We would have been perfectly fine with the time, so you know, we can take our sweet time, if you, Vargas, didn't sleep in until, I dunno, 11am."

"You're saying that like it's a bad thing." The Italian ran his hands through his chocolate colored locks, taming his bed head hair a little. "Sleeping in is a good thing for your body."

"Too much of something is bad for your body, Sleeping Beauty," Tonio replied back with a little hint of sass in his voice. Damn, Lovino could tell that he wasn't all too happy with him. "I mean, Lovinito, Halloween is important."

"To kids."

"I am a kid!"

"An overgrown, tall kid in an adult-sized body." Lovino whipped off his warm, white, cloud-like covers off of himself and started to get out of bed. "I'm up, I'm up. Now stop whining and let's go to the mall." He swore he saw Tonio sprint to his room and got changed the second he uttered those words. All that was left of the Spaniard was a puff of smoke. The Italian sighed and walked over to his wardrobe and flipped through his different shirts that were hanging and his pants that were folded nicely that rested underneath his shirts. "Why are we doing this again?"

"Because we need costumes for Halloween!" Lovino heard Tonio yell from his room. He also heard a bunch of thumps and, he swore he heard crashes too. What was he fucking doing there? Messing around? "'Cause if we don't have costumes, we can't get any candy!"

"No, I mean, why are we going out? We're already too old."

"Halloween is meant for everyone!"

"Sure." Lovino slipped on a button up shirt and some random pants to match. He didn't really care at this point. He was woken up on a day he wanted to sleep in. Stupid people, he calls friends. "I'm ready."

"I am too!" Tonio sprinted into Lovino's room, his hair was all messed up and his shirt was buttoned incorrectly, all the buttons were buttoned in the wrong holes. Lovino cringed, staring at how disheveled the other looked. "Fix it."

"Fix what?"

"Your clothes." The Italian walked over to the taller Spaniard, fixing his clothes and such. "It's pissing me off."

"Your OCD is showing Lovino!" Tonio teased as he allowed Lovino to help fix his appearance up. The Italian was indeed OCD when it came to his, or other's appearances. Maybe it was the inner Italian in him to do that. "Whatever." Mumbled Lovino as he finished buttoning Tonio's shirt in the right holes. Was this man blind or was he rushing? Everything was out-of-order. "You look better now."