“Better?” Gilbert asked
The young Italian didn’t answer, still the way he warmed his hands onto the mug and drank the wine alone said enough.
“I hate this fucking wine” he stated when he noticed the other enjoyed the view.
“Kesesese, you sure hate a lot. Do you curse when you make out too?” “Fuck you!”
This was by far the most akward first date he’d had so far, Lovino thought, and the fucking coldest too.
Why the Hell did he wanted to meet up in Kohln anyway?
Sure the Cathedral was nice and they both lit a candle but after climbing half the fucking stairs he was so fucking done with it.
That had nothing to do with his scare of heights ofcourse nor his sore feet.
There were a few musea he’d liked but now they were strolling over one
of the many Weihnachs markets and it was fucking freezing out there.
Gilbert carelessly walked with his jacket open and was bound to get sick.
But to him it wasn’t all that cold and he wanted to show off his awesome new skull shirt.
Gilbird had found himself a warm spot on Lovino’s woolen jacket and tried to make a nest from his scarf,
but sadly it was woven too tight to pick the wool loose.
And it’s owner wouldn’t let him pick his hair either.
It was getting later and Lovino thought they should head for the hotel,
two beds mind you. They both had no intention to do anything on their first Christmas date.
Gilbert wrapped his arm around Lovino and after three attemps lay his hand on the others hip.
Lovino let him, for it was simply too cold to take his hands out his pockets again to smack him.
Gilbert needed to show something first and NoOOOooooooOOOOoooo
it couldn’t wait for tomorrow because it was just so awesome and I
t was THE VERY REASON they HAD to go to Kohln and not elsewhere.
Lovino agreed after Gilbert promised it was fucking worth the trouble
After a hell long walk they finally came to a stupid bridge and Gilbert was grinning like an idiot.
“Ok, are you going to fucking tell me why we came all the way over here or do you need me to flip you off that bridge, damnit”
“Awww,… you’re clueless, that’s so cute.”
Gilbert took a rather irritated Lovino by the hand and walked on.
“I’m so happy you wanted to celebrate this Christmas with me Lovi
and I hope we’ll be together next year too and the one after.
I brought a Liebesschlosser to show I really want to try”
“The hell is that?”
“I believe it’s luchetti dell’amore in Italienisch.”
Lovino’s jaw dropped. “You do that in Germany too?!”
Gilbert nodded and handed a large padlock to him with their names engraved in it.
Lovi received it with trembling hands and then with tears in his eyes started shouting at him
“If you think I’m going to have sex with you on our first Christmas together just because of a stupid ass padlock
I’m gonna kick you in the nuts, you bastard!”
“I’m not… I was just hoping you’d say yes to place the lock with me.
And if you’d let me hold hands when we walk back that’ll be totally awesome.
But if you’re having second thoughts on dating me that’s ok, you know.”
“I don’t! I mean ehh,…”
Lovino felt really special he got picked to do something such stupidly romantic by Gilbert
“Do you see a free spot?”
The bridges fence was almost completely filled with locks.
They symbolized promises of eternal love,
which sometimes lasted no longer than the summer holidays
but that wasn’t the point.
Together they searched for the perfect awesome spot
for their engraved lock on the bridge,
like so many couples had done before them.
Lovino placed it and Gilbert threw the key off the bridge as far as he could.
Gilbert was really glad it had turned out well, he had been nervous for weeks.
They even walked back holding hands.
“Did you see how far I threw that key, that must be a new record!”
“Sure whatever, next year we go to Rome though,
place a lock there too, ok idiot?!” Kohln was way too cold.
[mixed media painting & fic
as prumano secret santa 2013 for: happychime
prompt: Gakuen Hetalia AU, first Christmas date]
So much details °p° )
