To be honest, neither Antonio nor Lovino remembered how the fight started. All they remembered were the angry, hurtful words tossed so carelessly at each other.

" Just shut up, Lovino!"

" Oh that's rich coming from a guy who never stops talking!" was the answering sarcastic remark.

" I at least don't complain about everything I do!"

" I do not!"

" You do! And you're never honest with yourself!"

" Don't you dare-!" Lovino was cut off as Antonio cornered him, pressing him against the sunflower yellow wallpaper, and finished his thoughts with an angered growl.

" You can't seem to face reality like a normal person and then, I am left here to tell everyone ' oh. Lovi doesn't mean to be like that.' or 'I'm sorry, Lovino just grumpy.' or ' Lovino just doesn't like strangers.' I'm getting sick of it!"

Lovino paled as he stuttered and gasped empty air, trying to retort back. Antonio, blinded by his frustration and ire shoved himself away from Lovino and sighed as his hand rose to his furrowed brows," I don't even know what you want anymore so why don't you just leave."

Eyes widening, Lovino was bombarded with emotions, rising up from the depths of his heart. Anger, his natural defense mechanism. Hurt, at Antonio's cold words. Fear, that he had ruined everything again. Love, still there as he looked upon Antonio's glaring face.

Swallowing thickly as he shoved everything down (otherwise they would all come up in one terrible mess), Lovino covered his eyes with his forearm as he glanced down and looked at his feet," I- I-. I hate you."

Antonio froze as he felt his heart sink and suddenly the cloud of anger left his mind. His face relaxing from its tense frown into an apologetic expression, Antonio reached out to try to touch Lovino on his cheek but Lovino seeing the hand coming toward him, started like an injured animal and pulled away. Flight instinct taking over, without another word, Lovino fled to the safety of his (their) bedroom, locking the door behind him as he collapsed onto the wooden floor in a heap.

It was just a door separating them now, a door and their own hesitant emotions. Knocking incessantly, Antonio whispered apology after apology while Lovino remained silent on his end. His hands pressed against the aged wood, as if somehow by pressing closer to the door he could get closer to Lovino, Antonio crooned and coaxed Lovino," Lovi? Lovi? I'm sorry. I'm truly and utterly sorry. You know I don't mean those things. I just get angry sometimes… mostly at myself."

Lovino had listened as he felt quiet tears escape his eyes. He couldn't bring himself to answer for fear his voice might choke. Leaning with his back against the door, he could feel Antonio's presence and his heart trembled as he heard Antonio's low, apologetic voice filtering through the keyhole. If he closed his eyes, he could image Antonio's saddened eyes as he tapped with his index finger, trying to get Lovino to answer. With a lilting voice, Antonio hummed and sang out, desperate to get some kind of response from Lovino.

Whoa, you're loveable from head to toe
Whoa, I'm so proud to have you as mine
Waiting is fun now and even the air is sweet
So I love you

Lovino snorted in disbelief as Antonio smiled softly and pressed his palm to the door," Lovi, you laughed."

"I snorted. There's a difference." Lovino replied as he felt his tears subside.

Antonio chuckled," No, you laughed."

Flushing red, Lovino remained obstinate," Only because I don't believe a word."

With a serious and heavy voice, Antonio answered without a trace of laughter," I do. I mean every word."

Peeking through the keyhole, Lovino could see Antonio's usually exuberant, tan face was a stony grey," But you said-"

" Lovino, I didn't mean that I was sick of you. I meant I was sick of being left out. I was sick of people misunderstanding you. I was sick of not being able to make you happy."

It took Lovino a long minute to absorb and understand this. Gathering his courage, he managed to keep a steady voice as he replied," And I didn't mean what I said….. I don't hate you."

" I know, Lovi."

Heart racing, Lovino unlock the door and flung it open. He took a moment to gaze at Antonio whose eyes widened surprised but his arms wrapped themselves around Lovino comfortingly as the Spaniard crooned lovingly.

" Lovi, does this mean you forgive me?"

" Just shut up and hold me, idiot, " Lovino mumbled into Antonio's chest as he felt a small stirring of a smile tug at his lips.

They stood, enveloped in each other; Antonio's arms wrapped securely around Lovino's waist as Lovino's were wrapped around Antonio's torso. Lovino was the first to break their warm silence," I just want you to love me, okay. I'm not going to tell you everything but I want you to be there just holding me when I don't want to talk."

" Lovino, look at me," Antonio spoke gently as his finger tilted Lovino's chin up so their eyes met," I don't want to do just that. I love you, I really do. I want to fix whatever upset you. You can't ask me to just watch while you're upset and hurt. You need to tell me what's wrong, I'm not smart enough to figure it out on my own."

At this, Lovino chuckled," Damn right, you're not."

"You've always been the smarter one," Antonio agreed as he inhaled Lovino's scent and nuzzled his hair.

" I guess you need me to stick around then. To keep your sorry ass safe," Lovino stated with a smirk as he kissed Antonio roughly.

Breaking away from the kiss satisfied, Antonio grinned cheerfully as their life together started to fall back to its regular rhythms," I don't know what my ass would do without you, guarding it, Lovi."

" It's a Spanish national treasure. If I didn't guard it, who would?" Lovino teased as a smile finally rose like the morning sun on his face. Antonio, like any good Spaniard, welcomed its gentle warmth with a reverent smile of his own.

An old (short) request from a friend that I posted on DA but completely forgot about till today xD.

Apprantly I was suppose to base it on 2013 eurovision azerbaijan song. but meh...xD

*this is unedited.

Song lyrics are from a ridiculous cute song by Kim Jong Kook