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[Antonio's, sorry!]

answers the door, kind of naked. "Oh!" He slams the door shut because aye dios mio. "I'll be right back!" He shouts, hurrying up to change.

's hands fly to her eyes. "Ohmygod I'm blind! Who answers the door like that!!"

maybe expecting someone else! ;; Oh gosh. He comes back, red in the face as he opens the door for her. "I'm so sorry!" D:

still covering her face. Who the hell would he be expecting like that? "If you're going to do that, at least check who's on the other side of the door!"

- "I-I didn't think anyone else was coming!" He's so red and he's going to die of embarrassment. Ugh... Jesus, Maria y Jose. ;//////; "Come in."

going to have to remove her eyes! She peeks out between her fingers, and walks inside. "So you just greet Uncle Portugal naked?"

blushes, shrugging his left shoulder and completely avoiding her eyes. "... Como estas?"

takes that as a yes, ohgod. "I can't even say bien anymore, because my eyes need to be removed."

huffs softly at her. "I use to bathe you."

used*)

( ... use? Ugh. English. )

[used <3]

sticks her tongue out at him. "I was a kid." She walks through the house, going straight for the kitchen, because...food. "So you and Uncle Portugal, huh?"

( I don't like English anymore ;; )

follows her, fiddling with his fingers. "Si..." He smiles a little, though there is guilt lingering there, just under the surface.

xD Aww sorry mi amor~}

goes through his cupboards, and finally hops up onto his counter, munching on churros she found. "So you and Lovi are okay then?"

looks up at her and takes the churro. "Linda, these are a little cold." He said, walking over to the stove to heat up some oil for them, avoiding the question.

doesn't mind them cold, but yay warm churros. "I'm taking that as a no. It can't be as bad as Ma and Uncle Portugal though..."

shrugs a little, rubbing his arm as he stares at the thin layer of oil on the pan. "Quizas..." He shrugs again. "I don't know if we're okay or not."

pauses, watching him carefully. "Padre...you know Lovi adores you no matter what, right? I mean...how did you guys break it off? I think..that no matter what, he'll be upset for a few days, and then get over_

_it...even if he acts like he still has a grudge, it's just Lovi being...Lovi. He won't mean it."

- "That's exactly what he said." He sighed. "We broke it off with break-up sex." Antonio rubbed his temples.

hums....and then hums again. "Well I mean...it depends on the sex, right? Don't tell me about it, I'm begging you. All I'm saying is that there's obviously a difference between angry break-up sex, and..mournful

_break-up sex. But if Lovi told you straight that he wouldn't be mad, then let him angst for a month and it'll be okay."

- "I think it was a mix of all three." He said softly before placing a few churros in the hot oil so they could warm up.

sighs. "Well..I can't fault him for being angry. But if Lovi's come out and said he still wants to be close to you, then you shouldn't worry."

nods. "Si, you're right."

nods. "So...you're serious about Uncle Portugal then?"

nods. "Si."

pauses. "Do you love him?"

- "I do..." He bit his bottom lip.

sighs, but she smiles a little. "Then be good to each other, si? I'm happy for you..."

nods a little. He still felt guilty. "Gracias, linda." He smiles at her.

doesn't think he should. Relationships feel apart and reformed all the time. They knew that well as nations...she's just glad he ended things well with Lovino. Or at least tried to. "De nada, Padre..." Mmm, _

_well that talk went better than when she gave it to Uncle Portugal.