Inbound 'til 2020

How to Try and Ignore an Overly-Friendly Spaniard

"Good job, Lovi, you managed to not be too rude there!" Feli snorted, presumably looking at Antonio as he said, "He'll warm up eventually, promise."

Pouring some milk into his coffee, Lovino had to hold back a retort, for fear of pissing off his grandfather. Turning around to face his brother and unwelcome guest, Lovino leaned against the counter and sipped his coffee, theatrically rolling his eyes.

They all just sat and stood in the awkward silence for a while before Antonio chose to speak.

"What level grade are you in?" He asked Lovino, who was trying desperately to get it across to Antonio that he didn't want to talk to him.

"Eleven." Lovino answered shortly, trying to end the already brief conversation.

"That's nice! I'm in twelve, you are only a year younger?" Antonio continued, seemingly oblivious to the cues given.

"Sì."

"Hopefully I'll see you in school though! I know Feli is in nine." Antonio said, still oblivious to the fact that Lovino didn't want to talk.

"Fucking congrats." Lovino huffed, drinking his coffee.

Feliciano looked up, giving Lovi a disappointed look. He frowned,"Be nice, Lovi."

Finishing his coffee, Lovino rinsed out his mug and went to leave the kitchen, mumbling "Whatever you say."

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When two in the afternoon eventually rolled around, Lovino was shoved in the car, lucky enough still in the front seat, as Roma had the three teens pile in for the school open house. It was time to go claim your schedule and locker, meet up with friends from school if you hadn't seen them recently and sign up for fall sports. He wasn't looking forward to it, though at least he could see Emma again, it had been a while. Emma Janssens was the only one who Lovino actually considered a friend at school, seeing as they had known each other since the Vargas family had moved to the area. It's not like Lovi was a loner, he just generally hated most people.

"Nonno?" spoke a voice from behind Lovino, "Could I stay over at Ludwig's tonight with him and Kiku? We've been talking about it for a little while."
Speaking of people Lovino fucking hates. That German bastard and his loud-mouth brother. He didn't know why the hell his brother was so attached to that blond-haired, potato-eating jerk. Lovino actually quite liked Kiku, despite having met him just a few times. Not that German rat though. Honestly, the only reason, other than the kid being German, Lovino didn't like him is because he had a quite obvious, annoying crush on Feliciano. Though being a devoted Catholic, Lovino didn't quite see it as wrong due to the gender, just the fact that Feli is his little brother and that fucking potato bastard had no damn right to come in and try and hurt him.

"No reason to not, just don't get into trouble." Roma responded, smiling. Roma knew that this meant Lovino would have to spend the evening with no one but Roma and Antonio, and Lovino could smell his plan from a mile away. He opened his mouth to call it out, when his grandfather shushed him immediately.

Hmph, fine. I'll just try to shut it down. Lovino thought. The ride through the hilly areas of their town didn't last long, especially with how shit Roma was at driving, as they pulled into the highschool situated on a hill. Having some errands to run, Roma just dropped the three off, pulling away after telling Lovino to show Feli and Antonio the ropes. Lovino sighed, he knew he had no choice.

Trying to get Feli all set up was a hassle in of itself, without the principal of the school constantly checking up on Antonio and stopping them. After about an hour of showing the two where everything was, Lovino finally was foolish enough to think he'd be done soon enough. Oh how wrong he was.

While talking with Emma, his brother went off after having noticed Kiku standing in the hallway, looking confused, and Antonio distracted by school staff, or so he thought, Lovino heard an annoyingly familiar voice come from over his shoulder.

"Lovi-- oh! Hello! What's your name?" Antonio inquired after spotting Emma.

She smiled, seemingly happy to meet a new person. "I'm Emma, you? Where are you from, if you don't mind me asking?"

"Antonio, I'm from Spain. How l--" Antonio started, being interrupted quickly.

"What did you want?" Lovino asked rudely, no surprise to Emma, who was always the friendlier of the two. She sighed, it could be hard to deal with Lovi sometimes.

"You know when Roma is getting us?" At that Lovino took out his phone, and saw a text from his grandfather simply reading 'almost there' .

"Now." Lovino turned to Emma to bid his goodbye before quickly walking over to his brother, making Antonio hurry to catch up.

"Feli," Lovino shouted to his brother, who was ten feet down the hallway, presumably at Kiku's locker. Sadly, the German bastard was there too. Shooting a glare at the blond, he continued "D'you have everything you need for the night?"

Despite not bringing anything with him, Feliciano stayed over with Ludwig so often that Lovino already knew the answer, but was obligated to ask. Feliciano nodded, waved, and shouted back, "Yes! Have a good night Lovi, you too Toni!"

Lovino acknowledged that, and power-walked down to the lobby, hearing Kiku softly scold Feli for yelling and that potato-eater make an off-hand comment about how scary Lovino was as he walked off. Antonio again had to hustle to keep pace with Lovino, despite being a bit taller.

"You don't like Feli's friend?" Antonio asked, from slightly behind. Keeping up his pace despite his stature, Lovino just grimaced.

"What gave you that idea?" He asked sarcastically, only stopping once they were down the flight of stairs and outside of the front doors.

"You looked mad when you saw him," Antonio said, either not understanding the sarcasm or just choosing to ignore it, "He said you're scary, too."

"Yeah well, that kid deserves it, damnit." Finally looking at Antonio, the late afternoon sun bounced off of his tan skin and reflected in his green eyes in a way that was almost... pretty. Well, it would be if Antonio wasn't annoying as fuck and a boy. Lovino tried to clear that thought as he spoke once more, "Listen here, bastard. I don't plan on being your friend, I don't want to be your friend. Just because my brother seems to like you doesn't mean I ever will. Keep that in mind."

Antonio looked still cheerful. He didn't know what Lovino was trying to say for a second, before speaking up, "I'm sure we can be friends, don't worry!"

God damnit.