Spamano Trash RP
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Thread Topic: Spamano Trash RP
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Sillinae Newbieoh my goodness I promise it gets old after a while haha but gosh i know what you mean,, my sister hates physical contact of any kind and my mom and dad aren't super into hugging or anything i got a lot of hugs to give bby
tbh i'll probably wanna kiss you too but i'll be awkward too except when i'm nervous or embarrassed i just blush really hard and laugh like an idiot a lot aahh
Antonio flinched back a little at the wave of noise from the crowd, immediately feeling bad for having dragged Lovino here. Hopefully he would leave if it became to much, at least. But then the whistle was blowing and the game was starting, and he was thrown into the game. It was familiar to be on the field, and he was usually energized during games. But now he felt sluggish and heavy, and tried to play even harder to make up for it. It was only fifteen minutes or so into the game when his head began swimming again. s---, maybe he shouldn't have been playing. The field and noise were dizzying, and he hoped he looked a lot more steady than he was. -
ahhh no it won't get old i promise i could never get tired of you
ahh that's okay that's cute I'll probably be bright red too haha )
Lovino shrunk in on himself, silently cursing the stupid loud crowds and stupid freezing wing and stupid stubborn Antonio who looked ready to fall over and- oh god. The Italian drew in a sharp breath, watching him run after the ball but looking like he was going to fall. His heartbeat sped up as he watched, praying that the coach would be smart enough to pull him out of the game. -
Sillinae Newbiewell at least I won't be the only one omg
also hey hey hey good morning B^)
also i think it's a knee jerk reaction for me to be an absolute dick to Toni i'm sorry lol
Antonio was rather lightheaded when the game's first quarter was coming to an end. Some of his teammates were shooting him concerned looks, but it wasn't until he heard a stern call from their coach that he realized he was being called out of play. He started heading towards the bench, but he stopped, grimacing as one hand went up to his head. Someone else called his name, maybe asking if he was okay, but he was too out of it. The next step he took didn't obey him, and before he could register what had happened he was on the ground, now with face full of grass. His first thought was that Lovino was going to kill him. His second was that he probably deserved it. -
awwww now i'm the one blushing ahh )
no no same XD at least we haven't hit any torture scenes yet lol )
Lovino was pretty certain his heart stopped for a solid minute as Antonio stopped, held his head, and fell forward in whar seemed like slow motion. "Get up," he breathed desperately. "God, you idiot, please get up," he stood up, shakily pushing his way out of the bleachers, nearly falling himself but racing over to the sidelines just as Antonio was carried over, a herd of soccer players around him. He tried feebly to push through, but was promptly shoved back as the coach approached. Lovino, feeling helpless and terribly worried, hovered as close as he could, lips moving in silent, begging Italian. -
Sillinae Newbieahahah victory
that would be just like us wouldn't it xD
Antonio argued weakly when someone carried him over to the sideline, trying to push them away but admittedly not in a great state to do so. They set him down on the grass outside the field, and he sat up as the coach approached. He didn't look happy. Before he knew it Antonio was being lectured (more like yelled at) about taking care of his health and taking a break and stepping of the field. He didn't really need the speech at this point, and it wasn't like he was really listening, anyways. When he looked up at the stands Lovino wasn't there, and he gave a halfhearted prayer that Lovino had left before he fell. At least when someone walked him over to the bench he knew he wouldn't have to play anymore. -
oh that makes it my turn again ):D
well there's always evil Gil and Francis XD )
Lovino was over at the bench as soon as the rest of the team had returned to the game, someone else filling in for Antonio. "...You're a f---ing idiot." he said, crossing his arms and standing a little unsteadily above him. "Y-You said...I let you...I was..." he sighed, his arms dropping to his sides as he struggled to think of something to say. His poor lip was cut from all the nervous biting, he wasn't sure how much more worrying he could take before passing out himself.
ahh I'm being dragged to a picnic full of people i don't know and being forced to socialize ;^; I should be back in a couple hours, sorry!! :c ) -
Sillinae Newbieaahhhh oh no pfff
true, true xD
Antonio's hopes were dashed when Lovino appeared above him, looking upset and shaky. He was quiet for moment, before nodding. "Yeah." He mumbled. "Sorry. I didn't mean to worry you..." He shook his head, biting his cheek. Lovino looked pale himself, and Antonio was momentarily afraid that he was going fall, as well. He reached out to tug Lovino towards the bench, brows furrowing in concern. "Sit down. You're no better than I am." He had to bite back a pet name, almost forgetting that they were in full view of the field, whether anyone was paying attention or not.
aaa that's okay ;^; I'll talk to you later! I hope you have some fun! -
I'm really sorry I'm so sorry you have to keep dealing with this and I'm really sorry because I don't really have an excuse this time there were just a ton of people and the picnic ran late and when we got home the neighbors were over and I could've come on but I was kinda freaking out and I didn't wanna worry you I'm so so so sorry I just didn't wanna get on until I was okay I'm sorry)
"I know I'm not," he said quickly, pulling his hand back and biting his lip, glaring down at Antonio. "I...I'm going home. Y-You really scared me." He shook his head, feeling rather stupid. He'd put too much trust in Antonio too quickly. He was going to get himself hurt constantly, and that would only cause Lovino pain. "...I hope you feel better soon." he muttered stiffly, walking swiftly away from the bench and towards his car. He reminded himself to lock the door behind him. He didn't want Antonio to come check on him again, he was angry. He'd trusted Antonio, let him kiss him and fall asleep next to him. He'd broken down his walls and offered to take care of him, and Antonio had tossed the offer aside and scared Lovino half to death. -
Sillinae Newbieno no no it's okay i promise,, you don't ever have to worry for my sake, okay? Taking care of yourself will always always be first, okay? You don't need an excuse, that's a perfectly good reason and I understand. I love you and as long as you're doing what you need to I will never be mad! Are you okay now?? It wasn't too bad, was it?
Antonio's mouth opened to say something as Lovino turned away, but there was nothing that came out. Lovino was stiff and angry and almost cold, and if Antonio was honest, he had completely earned it. "You too." He finally managed, although he didn't know if Lovino would even hear him. He waited a moment after Lovino disappeared, hoping he would come back, but he didn't count much on it. After a few minutes his elbows came to rest on his knees, and he buried his face in his hands. It had seemed like such a small harmless thing, something he could do. And he had promised Lovino. But he hadn't known when to step away, and he probably shouldn't have come anyways. He felt an intense wave of regret. He wished he'd just stayed with Lovino instead of coming. -
i dunno actually it was pretty bad..but I'm mostly better now! I love you too, I'm so lucky you're so understanding. )
Lovino sniffled as he started the engine, and although he stubbornly tried to keep himself composed, he felt tears slipping down his cheeks by the time he stepped into the house, locking the doir behind him. His Grandpa's car wasn't in the driveway, but he could hear Feli in the kitchen, laughing with a few other people, so he hurried upstairs before Feliciano could see him crying and make it a big deal. He locked his bedroom door, too, just in case one lock wasn't enough. Lovino sighed, swiping at his eyes and sinking miserably into the old armchair in the corner of his room. It wasn't very comfortable, but the blankets on his bed were still ruffled from their little nap together, something the Italian didn't feel like facing now. -
Sillinae NewbieI'm really glad you're better now! Man, I'm sorry that it got bad but what's important is that you're better! And yeah, the thing I try to remember is that I don't really understand, so I trust you to know what you need! And if you ever need me you know I'll be here, of course
Antonio felt numb and detached for the rest of the game. For the rest of the evening, really. The game passed excruciatingly slowly, and Antonio just wanted to go home. He wanted to sleep through the weekend, and maybe ignore the sickening knot in his stomach and the stupid lump in his throat. When the players were finally released he didn't bother saying goodbye to anyone, making a beeline for his car and driving home. His first instinct when he got home was to call or text Lovino. To check on him, at the very least. But his hands refused to press the buttons, and he had to give up before he threw the phone, instead flopping onto the bed and pulling a pillow over his head, burying his face in the mattress. He'd f---ed up, and he didn't know how to fix it. -
yeah ^^ thank you, really idk if I ever start adding extra letters to words or forget spaces or caps or something I'm probably freaking out and I'd tell you how to help but tbh you're always really sweet and supportive and that really helps i mean maybe just remind me to breath haha but besides that you're perfect :) )
Lovino was furious. That b------ hadn't even tried to call him. No apologies, no attempted check ins, no texts or messages. Now of all times Antonio was going to respect his space? He cried himself to sleep in that stupid armchair, curled up uncomfortably and feeling lonely, though he told himself repeatedly that he'd never needed Antonio in the first place. -
Sillinae Newbiewahhh .///. pshhh but I'll make sure to keep an eye out, then c: haha and I'll remind you to breathe, too. I do understand that one, that can be scary
Antonio had wanted the weekend to come, but as soon as he woke up, groggy and hot and dizzy on Saturday morning, he wanted it to be Monday again. He didn't know how to occupy himself, how to distract himself. He almost got up and drove to Lovino's house, but he practically blacked out when he got up. He needed to see Lovino in person, to make sure he hadn't screwed up permanently, but he ended up sleeping through three quarters of the weekend. By Sunday evening he was mostly recovered and almost snuck out again, before his mam caught him and took his keys away. His fingers still didn't work to type a message, and he felt sick at the prospect of facing Lovino for the first time in class again. -
ahh very i think that's the worst part ;^; )
By Sunday, Lovino was mostly recovered. Physically, at least. Emotionally, he was devastated, even the normally unobservative Roma noticed his grandson's obvious sadness. "Look," he sighed that evening after dinner. "Whoever this girl is, uh, or guy," he added awkwardly, something to be careful about after learning of Feliciano's boyfriend. "Tomorrow, at school, there's no doubt you'll see them. I want you to work this out." Lovino actually felt a little loved by the old man then, until he added, "It's been worrying your brother." Lovino nodded, cleaning his dishes and quickly escaping upstairs again. -
Sillinae Newbiedon't forget, i'm your cheerleader (/*'o')/* i gotchu bby
Antonio's fever was completely gone Monday morning, although he wasn't sure whether he wished he could still stay home or not. He didn't know whether he wanted to find Lovino or avoid him. What he was sure of was that when he stepped into the school and was immediately greeted by Francis and Gil's snide greeting and leers that it was the exact opposite of what he wanted. He frowned, trying to step around then, but Francis caught his shoulder. "What happened Friday, Tonio?" Gil purred. "You didn't even say goodbye. You that sick?" Francis smirked. "Girl problems?" He sang, peering at Antonio's dark expression. "Or... guy problems?" f---. Antonio did not want to deal with this right now.
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