𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 | 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐎

𝟐𝟑.𝟎𝟎

                                                           Alejandro chuckled softly and climbed into the bed beside his lover.

Around supper time, Elijah had come back. But he didn't have intentions to stay for long. "Hey, daddy's?" He asked as he closed the front door. His two parents who had been sitting on the couch, talking, looked over at their young boy.

"Yes, Eli?" Mattia asked. Elijah began to play with his fingers. "Could I stay at Xavier's house tonight? Pretty please? I promise I'll be good- and- and I won't cause any trouble!" Elijah said confidently.

Alejandro raised an eyebrow. "Is that so?" He asked. Elijah nodded and Mattia hit his lover in the arm with his elbow. Alejandro winced and sat up straight. "You can go, but you better behave. And we want you back here after lunchtime." Elijah beamed. "Okay, I will! I love you guys and I'll be back tomorrow."

"Okay, we love you too!" The two young men called after their son, watching him leave. The two looked at each other and smiled.OUt of nowhere Mattia practically flew off of the couch and jumped around.

"Elijah's got a crush! Elijah's got a crush!" Mattia chanted in a sing-songy tone. Alejandro chuckled and stood. "Now, Princess, settle down" The costa rican said softly. Mattia stopped jumping and eyed Alejandro.

"I told you I don't like being called princess!" His face scrunched up and he pushed the costa rican away. Alejandro landed in a chair and looked back at his italian lover. Mattia was ripping couch cushions from the couch and throwing them at the costa rican.

Alejandro flinched but took every hit he received. He had learned to deal with the italian's fits and episodes. They were happening more and more frequently and the costa rican believed Mattia was developing some type of other mind, where he would go into a stage and act like he was just a young boy in a grown man's body.

The costa rican's knees dropped to the floor and his elbow rested on the cushion of the chair, his head propped up on his hand. He stared off into the distance with weary eyes as he was continuously whacked with pillows, blankets, cushions.. Almost anything the italian could find. After a while it began to get tiring.

Without thinking, Alejandro shot up and turned to his lover, an annoyed expression on his face. "Stop fucking hitting me!" He shouted. Mattia dropped anything and everything in his hands and his eyes turned watery. The costa rican began to make small noises and he slowly began to walk to his lover but it was too late.

Mattia took off down the stairs, crying softly and hiding his face in his hands. Alejandro's eyes softened and he followed after his lover. When the costa rican arrived downstairs Mattia was curled up in a ball on the bed, thumb in his mouth and Bear's head rested on the italian's thigh.

Alejandro made his way over to him, turning off the lights. Mattia instantly looked up at the costa rican and his eyes read hatred. The italian turned away and crossed his arms. "What do you want." He said in a sassy, baby toned voice.

Alejandro chuckled softly and climbed into the bed beside his lover. One of his legs rested on top of his precious baby's legs while one arm rested on his waist. "I'm sorry for yelling at you, baby. Daddy isn't mad at you." Mattia turned back around to look at the costa rican.

"Y-you aren't?" Alejandro shook his head and the italian buried his face into his lover's chest. "Daddy loves you very much." "I love you too!" Alejandro smiled and frowned when he felt light sucking on his chest.

"Mattia, what are you doing?" Alejandro asked in a stern, quiet voice. "I need somethin' to suck on." The italian replied, continuing. The costa rican sighed and rested his own head on top of his lover's. It felt awfully uncomfortable but he didn't mind it too much.

"Just, put my shirt back down when you're done." He felt a small nod against his chest. He rubbed the italian's back slowly and calmly, attempting to make him go to sleep.

He hoped the living room wasn't too wrecked and wouldn't be such a problem to clean up later tonight. He knew Mattia wouldn't sleep for long. When the italian had one of these episodes he didn't sleep long, they were more like naps.