"LOVINO ANSWER YOUR PHONE!!" You groaned as you left the Italian another voicemail. You locked your cellphone and tossed yourself onto your bed. Grabbing the nearest plushie and hugging it towards your chest, you stared up at the ceiling and let out a long sigh.
You squinted your eyes against the sun's harsh ways peeking through your bedroom window. Stumbling out of bed, you tugged on the curtains, hoping that it would make your room a little cooler. Waving a hand to fan yourself, you let out another groan of despair. It was summer, your air conditioning wasn't working, you forgot to pay for your internet so your wi-fi wasn't running either, there weren't any food in the kitchen to snack on, your stubborn Italian boyfriend wasn't answering your calls, and more importantly…
"…I'M SO BORED!!"
You were just about to pull a prank on Gilbert until something fell out of your pocket. Curiously, you picked up the small object, "Keys?" You muttered to yourself as the small silver key sparkled in the sunlight. Your face lit up, "That's right! I forgot to return Lovino's keys!"
You remember Antonio calling you a couple of days ago to take your tipsy boyfriend to his home after one too many drinks. You've been meaning to return them and now was the perfect time.
Lovino stirred in his sleep and glanced over at his brother, Feliciano. "Feliciano, go get the door."
Feliciano rubbed his eyes and let out a yawn, "But I got it last time fratello."
"So? Go get it again." Lovino ordered as he turned his back towards him groggily.
Lovino pressed the pillows against his ears in an attempt to drown out the whines of his brother and the sound of the doorbell. But as always, it was futile. Throwing his tomato printed pillow at his younger brother, he tossed the bed covers of his body, "Argh geez, FINE! I'll get the door!" Feliciano let out a satisfied 'Ve~' as his grumpier counterpart stomped downstairs to see the unwelcomed visitor.
"To visit when it's siesta time!" Lovino scoffed. "Who does this guy think he is? I'm going to give him a piece of my mind when I open tha-"
Lovino cringed as the sharp sound pierced his ears, "OKAY, OKAY I'M COMING! CALM YOUR TITS YOU ASSHAT!!" He threw the door open, "WHAT DO YOU FUCKING WA- oh, it's just you."
You waved your fingers flirtatiously as you gave your Italian boyfriend a wink, "Ciaossu~" You couldn't help but giggle at how adorable he looked! Lovino's usually silky smooth cinnamon colored hair was standing and curling in all sorts of directions. He wore a simple white shirt over blue jeans, an attire he wouldn't be caught dead wearing even at the supermarket. But what made him look the cutest was that scowl of his! Usually, he had a small frown of discontent on his face but today, he was poutier and grumpier than usual -- how adorable! "You're looking awfully cute today," You hummed as you stepped into the house, closing the door behind you.
Lovino glared daggers at you, "Do you know what time it is?"
You lifted your wrist to check your watch, "It's…oh would you look at that! It's time to be lovey dovey with your cute girlfriend~"
Lovino sidestepped your attempts to glomp him, causing you to fall onto his plant. "It's my riposo time you idiota!" His scowl and glare intensified. "And stop molesting my plant, you pervert."
You peeled yourself from the potted plant and dusted your clothes off, "For your information, your plant was the one all over me." You crossed your arms and huffed before tilting your head at him confusion. "So in other words…it's your nap time?"
You nodded your head as the puzzle pieces clicked together, "So that's why you weren't answering my calls…"
"Ding ding ding, we have a winner!" Lovino cheered sarcastically as he clapped his hands. "Now that you know…" He motioned towards the front door, "Leave."
"What?" You gaped at him. "B-But I came all the way over here just to see you Lovino!"
Lovino sighed and walked up to you, "There. You've seen me, you can go now."
You furrowed your eyebrows together. There was no way you were going back to that hell hole where there was no wi-fi, air-conditioning, pizza, and a cute Italian boyfriend! Especially when everything you have ever wanted was in this home, right here!
"But Lovino, I wanted to hang out with you!" You pouted, clinging onto his arm cutely. "It's so boring when I'm not with you!"
He glanced down at you, a blush dusting his cheeks. He lifted a hand to rub the back of his neck in embarrassment, "Well…"
You smirked deviously to yourself. Bingo. Acting cute was always Lovino's kryptonite!
"Then too bad, you're going to have to endure for three more hours." He stated as he started pushing you towards the door.
You dug your heels in the best you could, but it wasn't working. He was too strong! Before you knew it, he pushed you out the door and you were using all your strength to keep the door open, "Wait! But Lovino, if you love me you would let me stay in your house and eat pizza and pasta!"
His curl crinkled as he struggled to close the door. How in the world were you this strong?! "Well if you love me, you would go away and let me get some sleep!"
"No! Love knows no distance Lovi!…And I'm hungry!"
"Like hell I care! I just want to sleep!"
"Ah, (Name)? Is that you?"
You peered inside the house, "Feli!" You exclaimed cheerfully as you slammed the door open, crushing your boyfriend behind it in the process. You skipped towards the cheerful Italian as the two of you exchanged a cheek kiss.
"What brings you here bella?" Feliciano asked, not even bothering to question the earlier scene.
"Just wanted to pay the Vargas home a visit that's all…but…" You turned to Lovino, who was struggling to get up after being crushed by your football player door slamming super strength. "Lovino doesn't want to hang out with me…"
Feliciano looked at your pouting face and frowned at his brother, "Lovino, that's not how you should treat your fidanzanta!"
Lovino lifted an arm to wipe the corner of his mouth, "Feliciano, don't be fooled. She's not a regular girl, she's a horrible demon that wants to ruin my siesta!"
"You forgot plant molester, love." You winked.
Feliciano patted your head, "Don't listen to my fratello, (Name). You're welcome to stay here as long as you'd like, even if we're taking a siesta."
Lovino gaped at the two of you in horror. "Grazie Feli!" You hugged him happily.
"I'll be upstairs taking my siesta if you need anything." Feliciano waved as he walked up the stairs.
"Okay, sweet dreams Feli!" Lovino watched you cheerfully bid his brother a good nap before dragging himself towards the couch. You sat down next to the grumpy Italian, "Lovino, I have an idea."
He yawned, his eyes drooping sleepily, "And that is?"
"Let's take a siesta together."
That sentence alone was enough to slap the Italian wide awake. He gaped at you, a furious blush running across his cheeks, "W-What?!"
"Let's take a siesta together." You repeated, staring up him. He knitted his eyebrows together and bit his lip. How is it that you can make such a simple sentence sound so…wrong? Or maybe it was just him? He shook his head, it must be because of how serious you looked when you said it. Yeah, that had to be it. You weren't really one to be all stern and serious in the first place. In fact, you behaved a lot like a certain happy go lucky Spaniard, except you were much more prettier and didn't smell like tomatoes or turtles. But from time to time, you had your serious moments too and although Lovino would never admit it out loud, he loved seeing that side of you.
You waved your hand in front of him curiously, "Hello? Pizza to Lovino? Are you still alive?"
Snapping out of his trance, Lovino cleared his throat, a blush rising to his face. "Okay, fine!" He grabbed a couple of pillows from the nearby couches and arranged it on the couch you were sitting in. He crawled onto the sofa, laying himself behind you. "Just don't try anything funny. Got that ragazza?"
You were still in shock that he actually agreed to your idea. You knew that Lovino took his siesta very seriously. To be able take a siesta with him…it made you a little nervous. As a couple, you've cuddled before but this is the first time you're actually going to 'sleep' together.
"Are you going to keep being as useless as the 'g' in lasagna or are you going to come over here?"
You jumped at his voice, feeling yourself becoming uncharacteristically shy all of a sudden, "C-Coming!" You laid yourself beside Lovino, who already looked like he was deep in slumber. He looked so cute! Too bad your phone memory was already filled with pictures of you and Lovino.
He lifted an eyelid, revealing a peridot colored eye. "Geez…what am I going to do with you?" He muttered before wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer towards him. "You don't have to be that far away from me. We are dating you know."
He rested his chin on top of your head, savoring the sweet smell of your shampoo and lotion -- his favorite scent. His favorite scent has always been the smell of pizza baking in the oven and fresh basil, but ever since he fell for you, you quickly replaced most of his favorites. Tentatively, you placed your hands on his chest, relishing the feel of his steady heartbeat. Slowly, a comforting warmth began to spread all over your body. It was so soothing being wrapped in his embrace and warmth like this.
"What's up with you, being shy all of a sudden?" Lovino asked, his voice pitches deeper due to drowsiness. "Just earlier you were talking to me like an French playboy."
You were glad that he couldn't see how red your face was right now, "That's because…" You trailed off, unsure of what to say. "This is the first time that we're 'sleeping' together."
Wait a minute, that didn't sound right.
"I know," Lovino chuckled, snuggling closer to you. He let out a content sigh, "This is the first and it's definitely not the last time."
You smiled, glad that your unexpected trip to his house was turning out better than you have planned, "It's not?"
"D-Don't think it's because I like cuddling with you! It's not like that!" Lovino stuttered, his stubborn streak kicking in. "I-It's just that you surprisingly make a really good pillow. Don't get ahead of yourself ragazza, hmph."
Chuckling to yourself, you kissed his cheek sweetly, "Whatever you say Lovi~"
His eyes widened at your move and a blush rose up to the tips of his ears. He averted his eyes, a smile gracing his lips for a split second and was quickly replaced by a bigger grin. He brushed back a stray strand of hair away from your face before planting a sweet kiss on your forehead.
"Just shut up and go to sleep, you bella idiota."
I've been wanting to write a siesta fic for Lovino for a while now! Ahhh, I need a Lovino in my life when I take siestas! But then again, I doubt I would get any sleep with someone as adorable as Lovino by my side!
… I'd probably just watch him sleep like Berwald. Hahaha…haha...ha…
~ Translations ~
Fidanzanta - Literally means fiancé but can also mean girlfriend
Ragazza - Girl
Bella Idiota - Yes, Lovino just called you a beautiful idiot
Riposo is the Southern Italian equivalent of Siesta. I used both terms since everyone is more familiar with 'siesta'
But this was the best part: "Hello? Pizza to Lovino? Are you still alive?"
No, this was the best! "Are you going to keep being as useless as the 'g' in lasagna or are you going to come over here?"
Too many best parts!!