((This is a really weird thing, just a drama thing I came up with and I am not sure if I should finish it. 😅))

Romano huffed as he looked around the room. Antonio, his boyfriend of two years, drags him to a stupid party then just ditched him? Asshole. The Italian didn't know anyone here, and the growing amount of drunk people was unnerving. Romano finally just started looking for Spain, along with France and Prussia. The little trio were never too far apart at parties.

There was a lot of other countries there, along with humans. Lovino kept looking and looking until... He couldn't believe what he was seeing in front of him. Antonio. With. A. Girl. Okay, that was fine. Sure, Antonio and the girl were kinda close but that doesn't mean- Then they kissed, it was quickly turning to a make out session. Romano felt himself tense, he started desperately trying to understand, trying to see it from a different point.

Was that really Antonio...? No doubt it was him, he was wearing the gold bracelet Romano gave him a couple birthdays ago. Lovino lost it right then and there, screeching "YOU CHEATING, SKANK LOVING BASTARDO!!!". Antonio looked up, a slightly surprised look on his face and immediately got slapped, as hard as Romano could manage to do. The spaniard was knocked back by the force and landed right onto the floor.

Romano then ran out, a fiery anger going over him. How dare he!? Kiss another girl at the party that he had begged his own boyfriend to go to!? Soon, the anger was put down a little by sadness. Once again, Romano was positive that he wasn't good enough. He wasn't good enough to have many friends, be considered better then his brother, or keep his god damn boyfriend satisfied.

The Italian stopped, only for a moment to unleash his emotions on a wall by punching it. He felt like screaming, he felt like... Like... Kicking some ass or breaking something. The brunette walked home, clenching and unclenching his fists along the way. Romano went into the bedroom, the room the two shared. No. Fuck that! THIS WAS ROMANO'S ROOM NOW! It was HIS house and Antonio had moved in, and now the cheating ass was getting OUT! Lovino opened the window and glared outside for a moment, anger growing worse by the second.

Before the brunette even knew what he was doing, he rushed into the closet and started grabbing Antonio's clothes, not even bothering to get them off the hangers. He started throwing everything he saw that belonged to Spain out the window, hoping every single thing either got teared or broken or... Or... Lovino took a deep breath once everything was out. Romano grabbed his pistol and clips. He wasn't going to shoot anyone, that would be way too extreme, even though Romano felt like he could murder someone with something as simple as a spoon.

Romano locked all the windows and doors, then got out of the front door and locked that too. It was about two a.m. but Lovino needed to talk to someone, before he did something too stupid. Tears were starting to go down as his face as he scribbled down a note on the first thing he grabbed out his pocket, a clean napkin, then just dropped it in front of the door. Who could he go to? No one came into his mind until he got something. Japan or... England. The brunette was positive that Japan could make him think sensibly and as much as he was scared of England, he knew that Arthur could give him sense or help him get something else to help... Lovino finally decided to go with England and he walked to the Brit's house, crying along the way but not making a sound.

Romano kept brushing his own tears away, and went all the way to the house. Once he reached the old mansion, he just pushed past the gates. Arthur would have to help right? England could be pretty scary and mean but he still had to have compassion for somethings. Lovino knocked on the door three times, loud. The door opened a few minutes later, a young maid who clearly just got out of bed and put her uniform looked at Romano tiredly. "Welcome to the Kirkland residence. What do you need at this hour?" The maid said and ended it off with a yawn, clearly not noticing the tears the man in front of her had.

"I'd like to talk to Arthur. I don't care if he's asleep, wake him up." Lovino's voice was slightly polite and the maid nodded slowly. She replied "Okay, come and wait in the living room. Mr. Kirkland will be down shortly.". Romano went in and sat on the living room couch, trying to be patient but he just ended up crying harder. It wasn't fair... Lovino finally let Antonio in, after so many years of fearing that he'd just get hurt and that was it. In the end he got hurt, and it hurt like hell. It was ironic and unfair. Was this just some sort of game to the Spaniard? Get close then just... Just... Lovino was struggling to breathe over his tears, and he heard a soft voice "Romano...?".

The Italian brushed his tears away quickly but they were replaced just as fast. He eventually looked up at England, and the British man gently put a hand on the Italian's shoulder. "C-Ciao England. Sorry that I-" Lovino mumbled and Arthur cut him off "It's fine. What's wrong, what happened?". England's eyes were worried and his posture was welcoming, his overall look was just... Just comforting and caring. Romano was a bit surprised that England could be like that to him, but was grateful. Soon enough, the brunette spilled everything that happened as Arthur sat down beside the Italian, listening.

After his explanation was done, Romano ended it all with a shaky "W-What should I do...?". There was a silence between the two countries while England thought. The silence was broken by a ringtone from Romano's phone. He pulled out his phone and glared at it, then shut it off. Antonio. Arthur finally said "Sleep here from tonight and you'll give him a taste of his own medicine soon." England finally said then started explaining his idea. It was perfect, the Italian needed something to go right that morning and that was it.

When the morning came, Antonio's head was pounding. He sat up and was in... A bed? Did Roma drive him home? No, this wasn't his bed, and the spaniard looked around to find a woman beside him, asleep. She was covered and Spain came to a sudden realization as he sat up. He slept with this lady. Oh. Shit. What was he supposed to say to Romano!? Everything became ten times worse when he started trying to remember everything over his headache. Spain remembered... Going to the party with Romano, then he went to hang out with Prussia and France He took a couple drinks, then a couple more, and more... Then he recalled kissing someone, the woman beside him, which led to making out, then... OH SHIT!

Antonio stood up and got dressed quickly, freaking out on several levels. Roma saw him and he was positive that the Italian must've... God. The woman woke up but didn't say a word, just let her one night stand get out with his belongings. The Spaniard started quickly texting Romano as he ran to the house, ignoring the headache still. Once he got to the house, Antonio found a sight to make him freak out more. All his things out on the ground, like they had been thrown.

Spain rushed to the door and was about to knock, before he saw something written on a napkin in familiar handwriting. He picked up, with a feeling of dread in his stomach.

Dear asshole,

I saw you with that lady at the party, was it worth it? All of your things are out, and you better just pick them up and leave. This isn't our house anymore, it's just mine again and I'm not here right now. Get the fuck off my property and don't bother trying to talk to me for a while.

From your EX,
                           Lovino

Antonio took a sharp breath in. Of course Lovino would be the type to not even talk about it... The spaniard picked up his things then started walking to the BTT house, thinking. What could he even say? "I got drunk off my ass, wasn't thinking then slept with another person"? That would probably make it worse, considering that Romano was trying to get him to not drink, since shit like THIS happened...

The morning was cold as he walked to the BTT house, and Antonio kept thinking and thinking about how to get his little Lovi to listen. He could ask the guys for some help! France being a 'love expert' and all that. Prussia wouldn't be that great of advice though, even Toni knew that. The spaniard reached the house and went inside, where he was greeted by two figures asleep in the living room. Prussia on the couch and France on the ground, laying on his back. Antonio sighed and started making coffee for the three of them.

After some time passer , the Prussian and Frenchman woke up. "One of zhese days I need to go to a party without drinking anyzhing..." France mumbled while rubbing his head. Prussia laughed and replied "Vhats zhe big deal? Alcohol is awesome!".

"Not when it comes with a awful hangover...".

"Vhatever.". They both went to the kitchen, smelling the scent of brewing coffee. When they saw their Spanish friend, the two were questioning.

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at your house when it's zhis early?" France asked and Spain sighed, handing out some cups of coffee.

"I fucked up you guys...".

"Another argument vith Romano? It isn't zhat big of a deal." Prussia commented then took a sip of his drink.

"No, I really messed up. I got drunk, laid a girl and Romano saw me making out with her. He kicked me out of the house....".

There was a silence then Prussia broke through the thoughtful air, loudly saying "Good riddance!".
France snickered and said nothing, expecting a argument.

"Excuse me?".

"Thank god zhat it's over between you two! He vas changing you man! Getting jou all tense and unawesome. Also, Romano is a complete asshole anyvay so...".

Anger came to Spain and he sighed
"France? What do you think...?".

"I have to admit... Romano does suck and he seemed to make you mostly unhappy anyway...".

"You're on Gil's side!? I love Roma, and you shouldn't say-".

"Okay, okay, relax Antonio. Big brother Francis will help you with your love trouble, relax and sorry for saying zhat.".

Antonio's anger went away and he calmed down quickly then smiled "Gracias amigo.".

"No problem mon ami.".

((I know it's stupid of me to publish it without it finished but I worked on it for hours and as weird as it is, I'm kinda proud of it.))