Fandom Soap?
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Thread Topic: Fandom Soap?
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Antonio pursed his lips in an awkward smile, took the bottle, and immediately hurried off back towards the carriage to give it to Lovino.
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Lovino was still curled up tightly, clutching his pounding head in his hands. He'd tossed the blanket off of himself in another wave of dizzying heat. Now he was cold again, but he didn't have the energy to stand and get the cover again.
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Antonio crawled up onto the bed after shutting the door, and kneeled next to Lovino. "Lovi, I've got something that should make you feel better," he said, leaning down to kiss his forehead.
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Lovino winced, opening tearful eyes to look at Antonio, struggling to focus and comprehend that he was really there. "Tonio," he mumbled, reaching out for him. "It f---ing hurts," he whimpered.
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Antonio bit his lip, feeling sick himself just seeing his love like this. "I know, baby, I'm sorry," he whispered, opening the bottle. "If you drink this you'll feel better." He put it in the hand that Lovino was reaching towards him, making the Italian grasp it. "Please, please, drink it."
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The Italian whined softly when instead of Antonio, a cold bottle was shoved into his hand. He raised it shakily to his lips, taking a few gulps before dropping his hand, the bottle nearly slipping from his fingers. "Tonio, it's cold," he closed his eyes, trembling, though his fever seemed dangerously high.
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Antonio caught the bottle quickly, capping the rest of it back up and setting it down. He lut his hand on Lovino's forehead, and made a sound of pain. "But Lovino, you're burning up." He was in actual pain over how sick Lovino was, and didn't know who to go to who would help get him better. If anyone knew Lovino was in his carriage, or that Antonio was concerned over his being ill, they'd know. "Lovi, do you trust anyone here for me to tell you're in here? I think I need a second opinion."
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Lovino let out a small mewl of pain as another throbbing headache hit. He missed Antonio cuddling with him, feeling slightly abandoned even though the Spaniard was right there. He felt hot tears slide down his cheeks, and closed his eyes again. "B-Bella," he mumbled in a small voice. "Dancer, old friend," he sniffed softly, again reaching out for Antonio.
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Antonio nodded, quickly, deciding he needed to find her right away. But first, he moved his hand, holding Lovino's gently. "I love you, Lovi. I'm going to go get Bella to help."
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"Come back soon," he murmured, gripping his hand as tightly as he could. Bella hadknown Lovino since they were children, and had always been sort of a sister or mother to the Italian, surely she could help.
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Antonio gently pulled his hand away after promising to be back as quickly as possible. Again, he left, shutting the door behind himself and hurrying off to the dancer's carriage. He knocked, over and over, waiting for an answer.
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A different blonde answered the door, her hair cut short. She eyed Antonio curiously, looking surprised. "...It's about Lovino." she decided, stepping out of the carriage. "I'm Bella. Don't worry, I won't tell. But you two are obviously going at it." she smiled and snickered. "So, what is it?"
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Antonio swallowed at how quickly she knew that he was with Lovino, wondering if other people could tell as well. "Uhm," he started, looking back at his carriage. "He's in there. He's really, really sick. He's got a terrible fever but he says he's cold, and he just isn't acting right."
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Bella's expression immediately changed to one of worry. "A fever? Does he have ice or medicine? Do you need help getting him to a doctor?" She asked quickly.
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"I gave him medicine," Antonio told Bella. "But he needs some ice, yeah, and I think a doctor too."
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