Warnings: This is a yaoi story, meaning Boy/Boy, this is also Itacest which is Feliciano/Lovino, if you don’t like please don’t read it. This story will have smut in it later on, trust me but I’ll always warn you before that happens, so please read and enjoy!
I’m Not Obsessed, I Just Love Him.
Lovino didn’t exactly know what to expect as he walked onto stage and to his place at the microphone and neither did anyone else. His eyes were closed but he could feel the eyes of the crowd whose attention was on him and only him. He heard the first few chords of Mercy at 5am start playing, Lovino started thinking of things to calm him down before it was time for him to sing. Every second at least one hundred thoughts ran threw his mind, things like tomatoes; the sounds of waterfalls, his comforting heated blanket, but nothing seemed to calm him down. Time was just about out before the thought popped into Lovino’s head, the one thing that always calmed him down, Feliciano’s smile. His eyes snapped open and he started to let the lyrics to the song float out of his throat like little white doves flying off in the wind.
Meanwhile, backstage…
Feliciano could have never been happier. He knew his brother had a wonderful voice, and he was sure that Lovino would be just fine on stage; he always was when he had been re-assured enough but he had never heard of his brother coming out on stage like this. It left him wondering what he or anyone else said that would’ve made his brother so confident, but that wasn’t exactly relevant in the moment, so he just sat, listening to his brother’s singing, and peering out from the curtain to watch him.
Beside Feliciano were two girls that he knew though Francis and Antonio. There was Belle, Antonio’s lovely cousin, and then there was Michelle who was Francis’ step-sister. Both girls absolutely adored Feliciano since the moment they laid eyes on him, and when he told them he was gay you wouldn’t believe the squeals that Michelle and Belle exchanged.
Back to the point of Lovino…He was doing absolutely wonderful and Feliciano was so proud of his brother that he could barely wait for the moment when Lovino would walk backstage and Feliciano could glomp him. No matter how excited he was, Belle and Michelle were there to hold him back so he couldn’t run out onstage and embarrass his brother so badly, so he had to wait.
Luckily for him, the moments passed by quickly with Lovino’s singing soothing his enthusiasm.
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When Lovino closed his eyes was the moment when he had finished his third song and he knew by the crowds cheering that he had done fairly well.
“We are The Prisoners of Bad Luck! And we thank you!!!” A loud voice that belonged to Gilbert boomed though a microphone.
Lovino smiled out to the crowd before he and his band walked off the stage with proud faces.
“Lovi!!!” Feliciano exclaimed as soon as his brother came through the curtains. He was quick to jump onto his brother and hug him with all of his might.
Of course, because Lovino hated PDA, he turned red instantly and desperately started trying to pry Feliciano off of him but he knew it was too late when he heard chuckles all around him so he gave up and let his brother hug him.
“I guess you already have your own fan boy, Lovi.” Gilbert said with a wide smirk as he ruffled Feliciano’s hair.
“Oh shut up you bastard.” Lovino rolled his eyes.
“Lovi! You did so great out there Fratello, and you sang out and you didn’t break down or anything!!!” Feliciano said happily.
“You know Felici, your brother wasn’t the only one who preformed tonight...Come tell big brother Francis he did a good job too!” The Frenchman called from the side.
