Stars in the Sky

Chapter 5: Morning After

Molossia woke up the next day with a groan, his mind still dazed and his head throbbing in pain. He reached to gently caress it in hopes it'd make the pain stop. Sadly, it didn't.

"Shit, remind me to never drink like that again," he muttered to himself.

The brunette threw the covers off of himself when realization hit him.

"Wait, who's bed am I in?"

Molossia swallowed a lump that was forming in his throat before he slowly turned around. He then squeaked, his face flushing in embarrassment when he noticed who he was with and the memories suddenly came back to him.

He was terribly drunk, the Vargas brothers offered to let him stay the night, and then late at night he went into Seborga's room and they... They...

"Oh, fuck," he muttered. "I... I fucked Seborga..."

How could he do this? Molossia was such a shit friend now, and he was an even worse person to America no doubt. He wanted his idol to notice his feelings for him, and god after he spilled out who his crush was last night... Molossia wanted nothing more than to drop dead right then and there. He felt so ashamed and embarrassed.

Apparently, Molossia was so caught up in his own self-pity that he didn't notice Seborga stir awake and stare at him. The Italian smiled at the clearly distressed brunette that stared at his lap. His heart ached, knowing that now realization dawned on the American, but he ignored it.

"Ciao, Molossia," he greeted, startling the other country.

"O-Oh. He-Hey, S-S-Seb," he greeted back with an awkward smile. "Look... I- uh... Last night was uh great and all but... I um..."

Seborga shook his head, still smiling. "Don't worry about it, amico. Your secret is safe with me. Well, assuming my brothers didn't hear it too-"

"Oh, god," the other groaned into his hands. This had to be the most embarrassing day of his life.

The Italian again ignored the clear distaste of his friend. "Hey, let's get you out of here before they have the chance to rip your head off, hm?"

Molossia snapped back up, his green eyes wide with fear. "Wait, they're gonna what!?"

"Look, don't worry. Just get dressed and hurry. It's still early, and Veneziano doesn't like to wake up too early. Romano doesn't either, but sometimes he decides to make himself some coffee to stay awake."

Molossia nodded and, without a second thought, got dressed in no time flat before dashing out of the Vargas house before the elder brothers could wake up. Meanwhile, Seborga sat there smiling at his lap that was covered with the silky, velvet blankets where the two teens had just made love on hours prior to this moment.

"No," he thought, his tone making it obvious that he was scolding himself for such thoughts. "Only I saw it as that. He... He just thinks it's a mistake... There were no feelings behind it. Just... Just lussuria... Just like Lovi and Feli warned..."

Slowly, Seborga felt his walls begin to crumble. He had built them up while he watched Molossia sleep last night and he had used them well to hide his heartbreak when the brunette dashed off without even saying "goodbye" or "I'm sorry". But now that they were no longer necessary, he let the tears fall down his face.

It started off slowly, with one falling and another forming behind it in the other eye before it all came down on him like a waterfall. He let out a loud, shrieking cry of pain. One that woke up both of his brothers and had them dashing through the halls to bust his door down.