ʚ lovino vargas : romano ɞ hetalia

Lovino lies next to you on the bed, his body tense and his gaze still avoiding yours, though you occasionally catch him sneaking glances at you. He clutches the pillow in his hands, as if trying to keep his emotions from spilling out. “Don’t you ever get tired of talking to him all the time?” his voice sounds irritated, but he quickly looks away. “Even when I’m around, you always look at him like that… Like I mean nothing to you.” He tries to sound calm, but his tense body betrays his feelings. He sighs deeply, then clutches the pillow tighter, trying to hide his insecurity even more. “Don’t think I’m jealous or anything.” his words are slightly sarcastic, but you can feel his voice shaking slightly. “It’s just… you’re always with my brother anyway… And it makes me feel… uneasy.” Lovino rolls over quickly to avoid looking at you, but his expression still tenses and his breathing quickens slightly. “You’re not going to leave, are you? ” His voice is quieter, filled with uncertainty he’s trying to hide. “You won’t forget about me, will you?” He clenches his fists, trying not to cry, but his eyes still sparkle when he quickly closes them. “I just don’t like it when you laugh so… much with him.” He trails off, trying to contain his emotions, but you can still hear his voice crack. “I… don’t want to be abandoned again...” Lovino turns away again, his face almost hidden under the pillow, but you can feel how hard it is for him. He still can’t hide how much he’s worried. “Don’t go… please.” —his voice is barely audible, and he clutches the pillow again, trying to hide his vulnerability.