"No. Kiss me,bastard."
"No. Lovi,stop it."
"I thought you loved me."
"I do. But you're drunk."
"Shaddup. I'm not drunk."
Lovino was indeed drunk. But of course he didn't think he was. He was just too stubborn.
Currently,Antonio was trying to keep a drunk and clingy Italian off of him.
"Yes. Yes you are." The Spaniard sighed.
"Shaddup. I thought that you always wanted a smooch from me,jerk." Lovino pouted (which was adorable to Antonio).
Toni hugged him close,keeping him away from his face.
"I do want a kiss,my little tomato~" He chuckled as Lovi tried to pry himself off of his chest.
"Now," Toni said as he went to go to the kitchen. "Let's get some tomatoes for my tomato~"
Growling as he followed Toni to the kitchen,he gasped.
The tomato on the counter was...
Talking to him?!
"WHAT DO YOU WANT,TOMATO?!" He shouted suddenly,making his friend scream out.
"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!"
The Spaniard turned around to see Romano screaming at a loose tomato.
"Hey bro. Sup?" The tomato laughed at his reaction.
"ALSKDJFLKAJSDFKLJASD!?!" He screamed,jumping back.
~Back to normal POV~
Antonio started shaking Lovi by the shoulders.
"Are you sure you're just drunk?!" Lovi pinched his cheek in response.
"I'm not even...I'm not even that drunk." He slurred his speech heavily.
Sighing,the Spanish man walked over to the sink and washed two tomatoes.
He handed one to the Italian,which he silently accepted.
But as he was about to take a bite,he heard Lovi screech for the 2nd time today.
"DON'T EAT THAT! IT CAN FEEL PAIN!" Spain was then tackled by the smaller male.
Taking the tomato from him,Roma ran out to the back deck.
Taking the first tomato and taking his arm back,he chucked it as far as he could. He then did the same with the other one.
"YOU'RE FREE NOW,MY BABIES." He screamed,waving to where he had thrown the fruit.
Bursting into tears,he whispered "He can't hurt you anymore."
Antonio sighed lightly. He knew that this was going to be a difficult time.
Well at least Roma didn't throw up everywhere this ti-
Spoke too soon.