As time slowly passed by, the pain of the Italian brothers never disappeared.
Three months had passed, and (y/n)'s pregnant belly has been growing lately.
Luciano has been learning how to control his temper and has slowly stopped cussing, and Flavio still fakes smiles.
As Flavio sat on the windowsill of his window, he frowned as his blonde locks swayed along with the wind.
He cracked his knuckles and sighed heavily.
"I'm-a gonna go... Even though I-a don't want to-a go." He mumbled.
"What was that, fratello?" Luciano's voice asked from the doorway.
Flavio jumped and turned to his brother. "Luciano... Ciao..."
Luciano approached him and tilted his head. "What's-a wrong, stron- ahem! Fratello?"
Flavio chuckled and looked out once more. "Nothing... Just... Thinking rather-a deeply..."
Luciano nodded and looked at his feet.
"Y'know," Flavio spoke, "happiness doesn't-a last forever-a, don't you agree-a?"
Luciano looked up and stared at his brother. "What?"
"Oh, forget it-a." Flavio scoffed, waving his hand.
Luciano took his hand and pulled Flavio down.
He took him into a tight embrace and sighed heavily.
"I know that-a we could-a disappear anytime-a," he said, "but please, don't-a ruin the fun-a, no?"
Flavio hugged back. "I can't-a help it... How can I-a smile and-a laugh when I'm not-a happy at-a all?"
"Take it from-a me... I should-a know..."
"Why are you-a so sure?"
"Because he's-a scared, I can-a feel it-a..."
Luciano grasped onto Flavio's suit.
"Lately," he added, "my-a dreams... They feel like... Like-a memories. It feels-a like, they're supposed to-a be there-a, but they're not-a there..."
Flavio listened to his brother, even when he had nothing to say himself.
"You're-a right, happiness doesn't-a last forever-a, but don't just-a frown and-a sigh. Its-a being obvious that you're-a sad, and do you-a want to-a scare (y/n) again?"
Luciano lightly smacked Flavio on his cheek.
"Now woman-a up!"
Flavio chuckled and nuzzled Luciano's hand. "Okay... Idiota."
(y/n) knocked on Flavio's door, causing the two to turn to it.
"Luci!" She called. "You said we were going out!"
"For what?" Luciano asked, causing Flavio to chuckle lightly.
Luciano glared at Flavio, so he shut up.
"For an ultrasound, dodo!"
"Oh, yeah... Okay, I'll-a be there in a few-a!"
"Okay, hurry up then!"
She ran off, and Flavio began to laugh.
"Asshole..." Luciano scoffed, flicking Flavio's forehead.
Flavio chuckled weakly and rolled his eyes.
"You're still-a sad, aren't-a you?" Luciano asked.
Flavio frowned sadly and looked away.
"Your-a eyes say-a everything..." Luciano said.
Flavio looked up weakly.
"You may-a fake a smile-a, but your eyes-a lost their-a sparkles and-a glistening happiness-a. They're dull-a and have-a lost their-a colors... Can you at least-a be happy-a?"
Flavio then looked away and nodded. "I'll-a try..."
He looked up and smacked Luciano on his shoulder.
"Now-a go," he added, "you have to-a go!"
Luciano nodded and laughed. "Right, si, si..."
Luciano ran off, ditching Flavio.
The blonde Italian chuckled weakly and looked out the window.
"Happiness never lasts forever..." He said, smiling sadly.
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Torture (2p! Italy X Reader) (DISCONTINUED!!!)
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