New love P3

Lovino quietly continued eating his somewhat cold pasta, his mind kept going back to Antonio. What was the Spaniard thinking? Leaving him for his brother, Feliciano was weak and pathetic.
"Are you alright, Lovino?" Ludwig asked seeing the Italian zone out, Lovino was staring intently at his pasta
Lovino's eyes blinked a few times before he looked up at Ludwig "Huh?" he said, mentally slapping himself for spacing out infront of the German "Did you say something?"
"I asked if you were alright" Ludwig said taking a bite of his wurst "You zoned out for a bit there"
Lovino chuckled softly "It's nothing, just thinking at Tony" he said before taking another bite of his pasta, his gaze flickered back to Ludwig who was staring at him intently "What do you want, Ludwig?"
"Nothing" Ludwig said turning his gaze back to his wurst "Just thinking about how much you and Feliciano are alike"
"I'm nothing like Feliciano" Lovino retorted glaring at the German from across the table as he took another bite of pasta "you're just imagining things because you're wishing I was him"
Ludwig looked down "I still miss him, but some things you can't hold onto forever, Lovino" he said before looking up at Lovino again "You shouldn't hold onto Antonio, he kicked your ass to the curb for your brother. Doesn't that mean anything to you?"
Lovino gulped before pushing his half eaten plate of pasta away "It does, I proves that Antonio truly is a bastard" he whispered "but I still love him, I can't help it, Ludwig" he sighed "It doesn't matter if he ditched me for Feliciano, I can't help but love him"
Ludwig nodded before standing up "you should get some rest" he said picking up his empty plate and putting it in the sink "but finish your pasta first, you need to eat. Antonio let you get really skinny"
Lovino sighed and smiled "Antonio was hardly around" he whispered a tear rolling down his face "He's been there when I got to bed, but he's gone before I wake up. He's never around during the day, I was starting to get worried. Now I see why he was never home, he spent all that time with Feliciano. Then he'd come home, just to make me feel happy, and because I'd do things Feliciano wasn't willing to do with him yet"
"you pretty much because his Bitch didn't you?" Ludwig asked putting a hand on Lovino's shoulder
Lovino nodded as the tears finally rolled down his face "DANNAZIONE!!" he yelled  slamming his fist down on the table as his body started shaking with sobs "I trusted him! I let him inside me! And this is how he fucking repays me!!"
"You didn't know Lovino" Ludwig said gently rubbing the Italians back "don't punish yourself for his childish mistake"
"stop trying to get me to like you, Ludwig" Lovino muttered looking up at the german "I know you're just trying to get me into bed with you because Feliciano isn't here"
"I'd never do that to you" Ludwig said kneeling down "I'm concerned, you're my friend and you're depressed. I'm trying to help you"
Lovino laughed weakly "I'm not hungry" he said standing up "I'm going to bed, and I don't want to find you there when I wake up in the morning" He walked out of the room and right back to his bedroom. He shut the door and laid down on the bed, he was tempted to pull out his phone and call Antonio, but he knew that the Spaniard was most likely doing it with Feliciano. Lovino jumped as his phone started ringing "Hello?" he said holding the phone to his ear
Lovi?
Lovino growled "what do you want, Bastard" he snapped sitting up, he heard Ludwig stop outside his door "I don't want to talk to you anymore, Antonio"
Please, Lovi!! I'm sorry
"there's nothing to apologize for" Lovino said softly as he pulled his knee's up to his chest
So you'll take me back?
Lovino hung up the phone right after the question. He threw it again the door, not only telling Ludwig to leave but to also make sure that he isn't tempted to answer the phone when Antonio tried to call back. "damn bastard" he growled before pulling the blanket over his small figure and curling into a ball, he stared at the green wall. It was Feliciano's favorite color, if he was going to live here. He was going to paint it red, Feliciano least favorite color and Lovino favorite color. Lovino closed his eyes and started drifting off to sleep.

Ludwig opened his bedroom door and walked inside 'Antonio must have called Lovino' he thought as he stripped down to his boxers before crawling into his bed 'that means that he wants Lovino back, but he can't have him anymore' he smiled as he imagined himself on top of a naked and sweaty Italian,  his penis filling the Italian as Lovino moaned his name. Ludwig sighed 'Lovino's mine now' he thought as he drifted to sleep, the image of himself having sex with Lovino etched into his head.