WARNING! Semi-Strong language used. But of course, this is Lovino/Romano we're dealing with.
Another week of school was done and over with, and boy were you glad about it! Your parents had left that day to go sightseeing in Europe for a few weeks (claiming it was their "second honeymoon"). However, you were not allowed to go with them, seeing as you still had to go to school. This didn't upset you too badly, since your parents had arranged for you to stay with your friends Feliciano and Lovino Vargas at their grandfather's place (because leaving you alone for extended periods of time was the biggest mistake of the century).
You were currently standing outside the school with Feliciano, waiting for his older brother Lovino to meet up with you so you could all go to the magical land of pasta and adventure that was their grandfather Romulus's house.
"Veh~! I'm so excited (Name)! This will be the best weekend ever!" Feliciano cried, giving you a smile that would put a basket of assorted puppies and kittens to shame.
"It sure will be!" you declared, patting your Italian buddy on the head playfully. "And there'll be no one around to stop us from having the best time ever!"
"As long as your damn shenanigans don't keep me from sleeping, that is."
The two of you turned around in surprise to find Lovino standing beside you guys, wearing his (in)famous scowl of condescension. However, surprise soon turned to eagerness as you and Feli both gave him death-hugs.
"GAH! GET THE HELL OFF OF ME YOU TWO!" Lovino yelled, struggling against the combined forces of your and Feli's hug-o'-doom. The commotion you three caused made almost everyone around you stare at you. When Lovino finally freed himself from your grasp, he dragged you both away from the scene to a more secluded area.
"What the hell is with you two and hugs?! Grow up already!" Lovino huffed angrily.
"Aw, come on Lovi! You know you love our hugs!" You teased, grinning at the irritable Italian before you. Try as he could, Lovino couldn't ignore the playfully mischievous glint in your (e/c) eyes.
"Yeah! And you know what they say: A hug a day keeps the pasta-bandits away!" Feli chimed in.
"I've never heard that saying before!" You remarked, trying to control your oncoming laughter.
"What more would you expect from my idiota fratello?"
"Something with more pasta and less bandits."
"That's because he's been hanging out with you!"
"You imply that that's a bad thing."
"It's certainly not doing him any good if he's spouting random crap like that!"
"I see nothing wrong with it."
"THAT'S BECAUSE YOU'RE THE ONE CAUSING IT TO HAPPEN IN THE FIRST PLACE, IDIOTA!"
"Screaming will get you nowhere in life, Lovi."
"I DON'T CARE! AND STOP CALLING ME THAT!"
"Veh~! Hello there, Ludwig!"
Feliciano's sudden outburst silenced your argument with Lovino. You both turned to see Ludwig Beilschmidt, one of your school's more silent and "normal" students, looking at you three rather uncomfortably.
"Hallo," he replied stiffly
"Do you need anything, Ludwig?" you asked, a bit confused as to why he was here in the first place.
"Nein. I heard about zhe commotion zhat happened a few minutes ago, und I just vanted to see zhat you zhree vere okay."
You were just about to answer when Lovino cut in sharply:
"Yes, yes, we're doing just fine you damn potato eater! Now go away!"
Unfazed, Ludwig merely nodded and walked off. However, you and Feli didn't notice, as you were both staring at Lovino in shock.
"Well, that was uncalled for," you said finally, slightly glaring at Lovino.
"What?! He was totally asking for it, looking at me all judgmentally and whatnot," the dark haired Italian growled in reply, crossing his arms defensively.
"No he wasn't, fratello," Feli objected, "Ludwig isn't like that at all! Oh, I hope he isn't upset! What if he doesn't like us anymore and decides to stop being our friend! I couldn't stand that! I'd die I tell you! Die! Die! DIE-"
"FELI!" you yelled, cutting off your friend's lightning-fast rambles. "Calm down. I doubt Ludwig will hate us for your brother's unnecessary outburst-"
"-but we should still take the liberty to apologize. And by we, I mean you, Lovi."
Lovino was rather taken aback by your declaration.
"What?! ME?! Why me?!" He asked angrily.
"Because you were the one who yelled at him!" Feli cried, still shaken by the whole incident.
"No way Jose! I'm out!" And with that, Lovino began walking away.
"Lovi! LOVINO, WAIT!" you cried, catching up to him
"What is it?!"
"Would you do it for me?"
You gave him the ol' puppy-dog look, making your (eye color) eyes teary for extra effect. You didn't really expect it to work, but you were quite surprised with the results:
"F-fine! I'll give a stupid apology! But I won't mean a word of it!" Lovino
declared, his face turning redder and redder by the second.
He then stormed off. You and Feli momentarily glanced at each other before following.
You both saw Lovino walk up to Ludwig, who was sitting at a table reading a book. Feli was about to join in, but you pulled him back and hid behind a nearby tree.
"Shh," you hushed, "we don't want to ruin the moment."
Nodding in agreement, Feli turned to watch. You did the same.
"H-hey, potato eate-I mean L-Ludwig!" Lovino called, causing Ludwig to look up.
"Hm? Vhat do you vant?" the German asked with a hint of annoyance. Annoyance, however, turned to surprise when Lovino seized his hands and pulled on them, forcing him to stand up.
Sighing, the dark-haired Italian began his swift apology:
"Look, I'm sorry about being a jerk back there and all, yadda yadda yadda, let's make up and forget about the whole thing, hmf."
This, you expected of Lovino. What you didn't expect was for him to immediately hug Ludwig after the apology. The hug, of course, didn't last but a few seconds, but even that was something you thought the older Italian would never do.
After pulling out of the hug, Lovino brushed himself off and ran away, leaving Ludwig absolutely confused and somewhat terrified.
Meanwhile, you and Feil were still behind the tree, now wearing faces of utter disbelief. You two were so lost with trying to metaphorically add 2 and 2 that pretty much blew your cover. Lovino had glanced over at the tree you two were hiding behind, and upon seeing the surprised faces of you and his brother, blushed furiously. He stomped over to the tree and grabbed your arm, yanking you from your hiding place.
"Well, I hope you're happy," Lovino huffed, his blush not disappearing. "I even hugged him too, so there's no reason why you should complain."
You merely nodded in reply. Suddenly, however, your astounded expression was soon replaced with a mischievous grin that had practically become your trademark.
"What?! What are you grinning about, stupido raga-" Lovino began before realizing the motives for that smile. His eye twitched before he began speaking in a darker tone:
"You better not be thinking what I think you're thinking."
"What do you think?" You replied with an innocent tone, your grin widening.
And so, you ended up running all the way to the Vargas' home with Lovino in hot pursuit, yelling about how you'd pay for your thinking. Feliciano was not too far behind you two, pleading for you two to slow down and wait up for him. Yes, you three really were the weirdest bunch of friends. But you were close friends, and that's all that mattered, right?