Silent Beauty

Chapter 13: Lovino Has No Patience

OKAY! QUICK MESSAGE BEFORE THIS ONE STARTS! THE EVENTS THAT TAKE PLACE IN THIS CHAPTER ARE AFTER ALFRED LEAVES IN CHAPTER 11! SO ARTHUR IS ALONE IN HIS ROOM RIGHT NOW! THIS IS IMPORTANT INFORMATION TO WHAT HAPPENS NEXT!

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No One's POV:

Lovino growled as he made his way toward Arthur's room. A few bitches thought it would be nice to spray their scent-blocker or whatever thingy on themselves in the hallway and now he can't smell where he's going. If he trips or goes into one of their rooms on accident it's their damn faults, not Lovino's.

Luckily, the scent of honey that lingered around the other omega was always the strongest out of all the others so he found his door easily. Lovino stood outside, and knocked on the wall.

"Artù, are you here you dick?" Lovino called.

Arthur looked up from where he sat on is bed to the door of his room. It was opened-Alfred must have forgotten to close it in his rush-and Lovino was standing outside. He knocked once on desk next to his bed. Yes.

"Good. Help me get in, I might trip."

Arthur got off his bed and went over to the older omega. Lovino gave him a small thanks and walked into the room. Arthur helped him onto the bed and they both laid down together.

"How are you feeling, Artù?"

Arthur shrugged, and gave off a confused scent. Lovino remained silent and sighed.

"Feli went on another date with Ludwig today, so I stayed in my room most of the day. My buddy is busy I think."

Arthur hummed and took Lovino's hand in his. They stayed there for a while, simply enjoying each other's company.

They did this a lot.

Lovino would feel lonely without his brother, and Arthur was usually alone. They saw nothing wrong with one going to see the other and they'd just be in the room, lying on the bed, and stay there for hours, not saying anything. Arthur would even put on music to help with any nerves he'd feel.

"Can you talk yet?" Lovino blurted.

Arthur chuckled. He knocked twice on the wall. No.

Lovino stayed silent. Arthur could talk. He always knew Arthur could talk. He knows why he doesn't talk...but why doesn't he try? What was keeping him back from it?

That's when he smelled it.

Due to his blindness, Lovino's body changed itself as he grew older and finished puberty to accommodate to his blindness. His nose was better at identifying scents, even in a room where scent-blockers were used.

Arthur's anxiety was acting up again. It had a dark smell. Like fresh blood inside a forest. Normally Arthur had a honey and tea smell, with flowers and forest surrounding him. It was a nice, sweet aura, but this? This only came around when Arthur was having an anxiety attack.

Arthur's anxiety attacks weren't like the ones usually portrayed in media: crying and rocking back and forth until the strong alpha has the omega in their arms and calms them down. No, there was more than that. They could be ugly, vomit and nosebleeds, and making a mess in the bathroom. Sometimes Arthur is just quiet. Like, very quiet. Sorta, worryingly quiet? It's hard to know if he's breathing at times when he has an episode. Sometimes it's not even in his scent.

Once, and only once, he had an 'anger attack' that was caused because of his anxiety at age 13. He was yelling. Yelling at himself, at his memories, anything he saw. That was the first time Lovino ever heard him say something. The first time he'd spoken in years apparently. It was scary, it scared Arthur. He doesn't like to mention it.