/I APOLOGIZE FOR TAKING SO LONG WITH THIS. ESPECIALLY SINCE I'VE GOTTEN SO MANY REVIEWS ASKING FOR MORE. I HOPE TO UPDATE MORE QUICKLY NOW!\\

:this chapter is in Lovino's Pov:

It was too late at night to be dealing with this. My brother could be such a dumb-ass sometimes. Really, how could he think that having his boyfriend stay the night wouldn't bother me? And did he really think the noises wouldn't be heard from his room?!

I gave a sigh out of irritation. Since there was no possible way I could sleep through the noise, I had decided to leave the house. In a matter of seconds, I had thrown on some clothes, grabbed my phone and keys then headed out the door. I was quiet about leaving, only because I didn't want my brother trying to apologize later. That only meant the subject would be brought up again, and like hell did I want him talking about sex with Ludwig. I only recently started getting used to them being a couple, and really, now I remember how much I wanted to kick the stupid bastard's face in. I probably would next time I saw him, given the chance.

A cold breeze went by, blowing through the changing leaves. As I exhaled, I could see my breath in a huff of frost. Autumn nights were always so cold. After stuffing my hands into my coat pockets, I continued my walk, the path I was taking illuminated by the moon and dim street lamps. As I continued on though, I spotted a figure huddled on one of the benches. Surely they were ok, right?

As much as I wanted to just walk past them, my conscience got the better of me. If they were hurt or homeless, I couldn't just let them stay out here. They would freeze to death, and then I'd have that guilt on my shoulders. And since I was going to be murdering a certain someone later, I didn't need two deaths on my hands.

Upon closer examination, I noticed how much this person looked like my brother. If I hadn't just paid witness to my brother being home in bed, I would have assumed it was him.

"Hey. Are you ok?" I questioned as I kneeled in front of him. There was no response. I furrowed my brow and tried again.

"Cat got your tongue? Or is it too frozen to speak?" That seemed to get his attention. The stranger looked up at me, his arms still pulling his knees to his chest. He had dark, reddish-brown hair and his eyes were an unusual shade of magenta, and looked like he had been crying given how red and watery his eyes were. His face was also pale, and his lips starting to look blue under the street light. Not a good He sign.

"I'm fine, go away.." He shivered through his words. Hahaha, fuck. He's gonna get hypothermia.

I shook my head and took off my coat, draping it over the stranger's shoulders. He visibly relaxed into the warmth, though still was giving me an irritated look. Obviously he wasn't giving in.

"Can I at least help you home?" I questioned, letting out a small sigh. As soon as I said that, he tensed up and looked like he was going to break down again. Instead, he just shook his head and buried his face back into his knees.

"I can't..I'm not facing that monster.." Monster? I quirked a brow. "Well is there some place you can stay for the night? You'll freeze your ass off out here."

"I said I'm fine." He insisted, though I highly disagreed with him. I quickly thought over what to do. If he wasn't going to tell me how to get him home, then what else could I really do? Call the cops? Not that they could help much probably.

"Really, you look like you need some sleep. Please let me take you home?" I insisted, trying to get his attention.

"Not go-..." He trailed off before slumping against the bench. His breathing became shallow, and his body wracked with shivers. Shit. I quickly picked him up and started racing home. The bastard was burning up with a fever. If he wasn't going home, then he would just have to stay at my place. Feliciano and Ludwig could get over themselves.

Once I got home, I quietly headed to my room. There wasn't any noise, so hopefully that meant the lovestruck idiots were sleeping. I made quick work of getting the stranger into bed and under the covers. He still shivered violently though, and I tried to think of what else to do. Usually in situations like this you have to share body heat or something, but I really didn't think that would be a good idea if he woke up.. I couldn't come up with any other ideas, so I gave a heavy sigh.

I quietly got into bed next to the other, and pulled him close. He was almost frozen solid. I mean, not literally, obviously..but it felt like it. I could feel him cling to me, as if reaching out for warmth. At least he wasn't crying anymore. I didn't think I could take any more awkwardness. Soon, though, I managed to fall asleep.

The next morning, I woke up to a scream..