Waking up from a deep and comfortable sleep, you could already feel and see the sun's rays through the half open blinds. And being the lazy person you are, all you could do is groan and hope for the light to go away, instead of getting up and closing the curtains.
Wanting to turn around to face the wall, you realized something was blocking you. Slightly turning your head to the left, you were greeted by a pair of closed eyes and a peaceful looking Lovino.
Bringing your hand up to your waist, you also noticed he had his arms protectively around you. You smiled, finding him quite adorable in this position.
Wait... How the hell did I end up in his bed?!
Not remembering anything from last night, you quickly shot up, sending the Italian tumbling off of the bed on your opposite side. Which earned a small yelp of surprise from his behalf.
You brought your hands up to your mouth, regretting to have made such a sudden move. Now he's probably going to be all cranky because you woke him up from his blissful slumber.
But you couldn't help it. What if... something had happened while you were in his bed? You couldn't remember anything. We must not forget the fact that you were exhausted, but still.
No, Lovi isn't that type of guy.
"Ugh, what the hell..." Lovino's sleepy voice came from the floor on the other side of the mattress.
Taking a quick peek, you were greeted by two amber eyes giving you a death glare.
"Hehe, good morning Lovi..." You shyly whispered, consumed a bit by embarrassment.
"Ragazza, why did you wake me up like that? You know I hate it when people wake me up." Scratching the back of his neck with one hand, he used the other to help himself up. Oh, did I mention he was still only wearing his boxers?
Blushing furiously, you played with your fingers, trying so hard to look away.
"Oh, me? I...uh...was in the middle of a bad dream! Yeah! That's why I kind of woke you up by accident, sorry." You sweat dropped, smiling sheepishly.
"Hmm, well since I'm already up, I guess I should be getting ready for work."
Slipping into a pair of jeans, the Italian made his way to one of his drawers, pulling out a clean white shirt. After getting himself changed, he turned to you and waved his hand.
"So? You coming down for breakfast,________?"
Snapping out of your little daydream, you nodded and hopped out of bed, making your way towards your own bedroom to switch clothes.
When you were finally out of sight, Lovino sadly lowered his head and sighed silently.
"I guess she didn't remember me saying I loved her..."
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Checking yourself one last time in the mirror, you nodded in satisfaction.
This should do for the day. Since I'm not planning on going anywhere special.
You had chosen a white pair of leggings, a loose light gray wool sweater with a lower v-neck accompanied with simple black ballerinas. A look you reserved for days at home.
Finally arriving into your friend's kitchen, you found him at the stove, humming a soft tune to himself while cooking some eggs and bacon. The smell coming from there made your mouth water.
Sensing your presence, he gently turned around and greeted you with a toothy smile, which was rare for him in the mornings. Glad to see him this happy early during the day, you gladly returned the smile.
"Hey,_______! I hope you like eggs and bacon!"
"You kidding! I love eggs and bacon!"
Chuckling, he approached the table and handed you your plate. You devoured everything in it, consumed by hunger.
"Well, aren't you a hungry one!"
"What can I say? I adore your cooking!" You complimented after another big bite.
Cheeks turning a bit pink from your compliment, he got up and made his way towards you. He ruffled your (h/c) hair.
"I have to go to work. I'll be back around 7 PM!" And with that, he closed the front door behind him.
Not having the time to answer, you sighed and looked down. Alone again. But you were somehow already used to it. So it wasn't that big of a deal.
After cleaning the dishes, you plopped onto the couch and turned on Lovino's TV. There wasn't much interesting shows that were on, though. After maybe a few episodes of The Big Bang Theory, you made your way upstairs.
While walking in the hall, you noticed a door you haven't quite noticed before at the end.
Where did this door come from?
Curiosity taking over your thoughts, you quickly cantered towards the newly discovered door.
And as you opened it, you let out a gasp. There, it the middle of the empty room, lay a classic grand piano. The room itself was completely white and had numerous windows on almost each of the walls.
I didn't know Lovi had a piano!
Slowly walking towards it, you caressed its sleek surface. Feeling a tingly feeling inside of you, you took a seat on the velvet bench that rested next to it. You hadn't played the piano in years, but dreamed of continuing where you last left off. Which was 7 years ago.
This might sound a bit rusty, but it's worth a try...
Placing a single finger on one of the white keys, you put a little more pressure on it. A simple yet beautiful sound came from the gigantic instrument.
Feeling a bit more confident now, you started to play a song you once heard in a movie. Thankfully, you weren't as bad as you thought it'd be.
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"__________! __________, where are you?" Lovino had come back from work and was absolutely exhausted. He wondered why the house seemed so silent.
Looking down onto the floor, he noticed your boots were still there.
She must be here somewhere.
Placing his coat on one of the hooks on the wall, he scanned the kitchen and the living room. But no, you weren't in neither of those places.
A ball of worry slowly growing in the depths of his guts, he decided to take a look upstairs. Maybe you had fallen asleep. You did look pretty tired this morning.
But the sudden sound of a piano echoed throughout the halls. Recognizing his own piano's voice, he made his way down the hall.
Peeking through the door, he saw you sitting in front of the piano, gracefully tapping the keys. He recognized what song you were playing and decided to surprise you.
On the other hand, you had not yet noticed the Italian's arrival. You were still too concentrated on the piano. Oh how you loved playing the piano! It was a true passion for you. But when you least expected it, you felt somebody else sit right beside you and joined your chorus.
Quickly turning your head to your right side, Lovino was grinning at you while he skillfully mastered the instrument.
Giving him a small smirk, you played the rest of the song together, creating a wonderful symphony.
At last, when the song ended, a moment of silence fell between the two of you.
"Why didn't you tell me you had a piano?" The question had been bothering you all day and now was your chance.
"Well, I don't really play the piano that much. It belonged to my grand father and when he went away, I guess he gave it to me. To be honest, I kind of forgot I even had it here." Grinning sheepishly at you, you wondered how could he forget he had this big piano in his house.
"And how about you? I didn't know you could play!"
"Yeah but, I haven't played in years. I guess it just came to me."
Another awkward silence fell and you were about to get up and head towards your room. But before you could get up, Lovino's hand grabbed your wrist.
A soft pair of lips met yours and cut you off at the beginning of your sentence. Your eyes widened at first, but fluttered as they closed, feeling the sweet embrace of Lovino's unexpected kiss. His hands cupped your cheeks that were growing warmer and pinker while your hands snaked their way around his neck and into his dark hair.
Softly pulling away for air, you both smiled as you quietly panted.
"How long?" you asked.
"Meh, quite a while."
Begging for more, you were unable to respond as he pulled you in for another kiss.
"Ti amo, _______. So much." Lovino whispered as his eyelids lowered.
"Love you too, Lovi."
Picking you up into his strong arms, he headed out of the room.
"Where are you taking me?" You quickly asked, quite surprised at first.
Rolling your eyes, you pecked his cheek and stared at his odd curl.
I guess this is going to be one heck of a sleepless night.