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Today was cloudy, but the forecast didn’t tell that it was going to be raining at all. You were sitting on the couch, losing yourself to a book you had in your hand. That’s why you were really shocked when your phone suddenly rang. You jumped a bit when it rang and it made you throw your book to the air and it landed on the floor. You put your hand over your chest, trying to calm your heart. After while of pointless attempt, you grabbed your phone to see who it was.

It was Lovino.

Well that’s strange. He didn’t really like to call you.

When you were about to push the answer button, it stopped ringing. You looked at the screen for a while and the phone rang again. It was Lovino again. Maybe it was something important. You answered it.

“Hello?”

‘Ciao, ragazza. Do you have something to do today?’ he asked with his usual grumpy voice.

“Nope. Why?”

“Good then move your damn ass here. Feliciano is fucking sick and I have to attend his club meeting.’

When you heard about Feliciano, you got up and reached for your jacket, “On my way.” Then you hung up and went to his house.

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When you arrived and knocked the door, it suddenly opened in a harsh way and revealed Lovino, who was ready to go. He gave you spare key and told you to take care of his brother. You just nodded and bid him good bye as he went.

You closed the door and went upstairs to Feliciano’s room. You had been there more than once so you kind of knew the house’s structure. When you were in front of his room, you knocked and opened the door. What you saw somehow hurt you. Feliciano was lying in his bed, of course, with blanket on. You approached him and noticed red shade on his face. You kneeled beside his bed and called him, “Feliciano… Feli… it’s me, (name).”

He slowly opened his eyes and the ones which always appeared so lively, were now showed pain and tiredness. You didn’t like it. “(name)… Why are you here?” his voice was hoarse and weak.

“Lovino told me to take care of you,” you smiled, “Don’t worry, he replaces you for the club meeting. Everything’s going fine.” When you said that, you noticed that he felt relieve or at least happy for a bit. You reached out your hand to his forehead. It was hot. You looked around, okay there was a glass of water, medicine, and… just that. You sighed. You got up and removed your jacket, hanging it on the hanger. “I’m going to take something. Just wait, ok?”

You went to get a small towel, a bowl and cold water. When you were back to his room, his back were at you. You put the bowl on the table beside his bed and dipped the towel and drained it. “Feli, look at me for a while,” you said as you gently pulled his arms so he was lying on his back and put the cold towel on his forehead. He yelped at the contact of the cold but then he relaxed.

You took a chair and sat beside his bed. You rested your elbows on your tights and your head on the palms of your hands as you stared at Feliciano. He… somehow looked cute like this. You knew it wasn’t a good choice of word considering his condition, but you couldn’t help to think that. His face was still red. His eyes were closed like always, but not relaxed. You then saw his hand, which was on top of the blanket. You unconsciously moved your hand to his and held it tight, like giving support.

He opened his eyes and looked at you weakly and smiled, “Ve~ your hand’s rather cold… or maybe it’s because I’m sick…”

That’s when you snapped and blushed like crazy. You didn’t realize what you had done and now it would be rude to suddenly pull your hand away. You didn’t dare to look at his eyes for now. It was so embarrassing! How could you do that without even realizing it? Oh god, your inner desire controlled you. “S-sorry, I shouldn’t do that,” was what your excuse to pull your hand. But he gripped tighter on your hand and said, “It’s okay… I like it, actually.”

If your blush could spread through your body, then your hand would be warm or hot by now. But the fact was not, so it stayed cold. He held onto your hand and closed his eyes again then he drifted to sleep.

After he got to sleep, you slowly freed your hand from his and went down. You went to the kitchen and took some snacks for yourself. You were free to do almost anything in this house so you did. After a good 2 hours passed, you went upstairs again to see if he was woken up yet. You opened the door and saw him turned his head to you. You entered and stood beside him, “You sleep well?” you asked, which he responded only by nodding. “Okay… let me make you something so you can eat your medicine.” And you were gone before he could say something.

You quickly went to the kitchen and searched for an instant soup. While you were searching, your mind went somewhere else. The fact was that you were not a good cook at all. For times, you were compared to Arthur. It made you upset sometimes but you couldn’t prove them wrong. You remembered that at one time, you crazy friends, Alfred and the like, had once organized a cooking competition between you and Arthur. It decided who the worst cook of the two was. Fortunately, Arthur won the title, but that still didn’t change you skill.

Feliciano and Lovino had taught you how to cook, but you just couldn’t. Now that Feliciano couldn’t do that, you had to do it. You found an instant tomato soup and read the instruction. There’s no way you would fail if you followed it, right? Boil some water and the instant soup then stir until it set. There’s no way you would fail, wouldn’t you?! You just hoped and prayed that nothing went wrong.

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The soup was ready. The color was good and it smelled nice so you did have a high hope for this. You put it on a tray and went upstairs. You put the tray on the table and helped Feliciano to sit then you gave him the bowl. You looked at him with worried eyes as he brought a spoonful of the soup to his mouth and waited for his reaction. After he gulped the soup, his mouth slowly formed a smile which made you smile too. “Vee~ so delicious~ (name), you can cook, after all~”

“Y-You! That’s rude! I’m not as worse as Arthur!”

“Haha~ scusa (name), but you look really cute~” he said as he drink the soup until finished. You blushed again and looked down. God… he’s really sweet and cute. It was a fortune that you could keep your composure in front of him. You had liked him for years now. He was so carefree, sweet, kind, and whatever it was that you could think of him. It seemed Lovino knew about your feelings and thus became more protective about his little brother. Well, you were not annoyed by that but it decreased your time alone with Feliciano.

“(name)… (name) ~~” Feliciano called.

You snapped out of our mind and turned your eyes to him. He had finished his soup and and placed the bowl on the blanket while trying to get your attention. “Oh, you’re done?” You took the bowl and put it on the tray. Then you picked the medicine and the glass of water and gave him. He drank the medicine and lied down on the bed again. You were about to get up and went downstairs with the now empty bowl but then he held your wrist, which made you turned your head to see him, “Yes?”

“Don’t leave me… Stay…” he said.

If you could go even redder then you might look like it. You put the tray back and sat on the chair, obeying him. He smiled and thanked you.

“So… you need anything?”

“Well… Uhm… how about we talk about… your cooking~?”

“Eeehh?! No, no, no. Don’t you make fun of me,” you pouted.

“Vee~ but the soup is delicious~”

“W-Well! I’m not that stupid to not understand the instruction,” you said, raising your voice a bit. You knew he was just teasing you, but why he chose this topic?

“Hehe~ Whatever it is, you succeed, bella~ It makes me feel better~” He smiled.

“Hm… You’re welcome… I guess…” you automatically smiled too. ‘It’s like a miracle I can cook properly. Or… it’s because of my effort and… love for him?’ you shyly thought. Of course you didn’t want to get your hopes up, but the fact was here. Maybe you should try it second time later, cooking for Feliciano’s sake, and see if your theory was right. Feliciano called you and you quickly responded him, in order not to look stupid and what he said next shocked you.

“Uhm.. Can I … ehh… ask you to… hold my hand again? Like earlier?” He asked.

If it was normal condition, in which both of you were in a normal conversation, you would ask him back with ‘What?!’ loudly. But considering him, you just couldn’t do that. He could cry to no end if you did. You looked at his eyes, he really hoped you did. You then slowly moved your hand closer to him until you held his hand and he smiled, “Ve~ Grazie~ it makes me calm somehow… so I want to do it again.”

“R-Really?”

“Yes…” he said then yawned, the medicine had gotten to work. It would be best to let him sleep. You noticed his sleepiness and told him to sleep and that you would still hold his hand until he fell asleep. Of course you stuttered.

“Okay, grazie again, bella. Ti amo…” And Feliciano closed his eyes.

You heard what he said and understood very well what he meant. You looked down as you were ready to explode from just blushing. It’s like a dream came true.. that two people who had been bestfriend for year finally ended up liking and loving each other and be a couple.

“F-Feli…?” you called softly as you lifted your head. You found him already fell asleep with a peaceful face. You sighed. He slept fast enough to not hearing your answer. You just smiled and held his hand with both of your hands then kiss his knuckles as you said, “I love you too, Feli. Sleep well so you’ll be healthy tomorrow and we can have our date later.”

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Today was cloudy, but the forecast didn’t tell that it was going to be raining at all. You were sitting on the couch, losing yourself to a book you had in your hand. That’s why you were really shocked when your phone suddenly rang. You jumped a bit when it rang and it made you throw your book to the air and it landed on the floor. You put your hand over your chest, trying to calm your heart. After while of pointless attempt, you grabbed your phone to see who it was.

It was Lovino.

Well that’s strange. He didn’t really like to call you.

When you were about to push the answer button, it stopped ringing. You looked at the screen for a while and the phone rang again. It was Lovino again. Maybe it was something important. You answered it.

“Hello?”

‘Ciao, ragazza. Do you have something to do today?’ he asked with his usual grumpy voice.

“Nope. Why?”

“Good then move your damn ass here. Feliciano is fucking sick and I have to attend his club meeting.’

When you heard about Feliciano, you got up and reached for your jacket, “On my way.” Then you hung up and went to his house.

```

When you arrived and knocked the door, it suddenly opened in a harsh way and revealed Lovino, who was ready to go. He gave you spare key and told you to take care of his brother. You just nodded and bid him good bye as he went.

You closed the door and went upstairs to Feliciano’s room. You had been there more than once so you kind of knew the house’s structure. When you were in front of his room, you knocked and opened the door. What you saw somehow hurt you. Feliciano was lying in his bed, of course, with blanket on. You approached him and noticed red shade on his face. You kneeled beside his bed and called him, “Feliciano… Feli… it’s me, (name).”

He slowly opened his eyes and the ones which always appeared so lively, were now showed pain and tiredness. You didn’t like it. “(name)… Why are you here?” his voice was hoarse and weak.

“Lovino told me to take care of you,” you smiled, “Don’t worry, he replaces you for the club meeting. Everything’s going fine.” When you said that, you noticed that he felt relieve or at least happy for a bit. You reached out your hand to his forehead. It was hot. You looked around, okay there was a glass of water, medicine, and… just that. You sighed. You got up and removed your jacket, hanging it on the hanger. “I’m going to take something. Just wait, ok?”

You went to get a small towel, a bowl and cold water. When you were back to his room, his back were at you. You put the bowl on the table beside his bed and dipped the towel and drained it. “Feli, look at me for a while,” you said as you gently pulled his arms so he was lying on his back and put the cold towel on his forehead. He yelped at the contact of the cold but then he relaxed.

You took a chair and sat beside his bed. You rested your elbows on your tights and your head on the palms of your hands as you stared at Feliciano. He… somehow looked cute like this. You knew it wasn’t a good choice of word considering his condition, but you couldn’t help to think that. His face was still red. His eyes were closed like always, but not relaxed. You then saw his hand, which was on top of the blanket. You unconsciously moved your hand to his and held it tight, like giving support.

He opened his eyes and looked at you weakly and smiled, “Ve~ your hand’s rather cold… or maybe it’s because I’m sick…”

That’s when you snapped and blushed like crazy. You didn’t realize what you had done and now it would be rude to suddenly pull your hand away. You didn’t dare to look at his eyes for now. It was so embarrassing! How could you do that without even realizing it? Oh god, your inner desire controlled you. “S-sorry, I shouldn’t do that,” was what your excuse to pull your hand. But he gripped tighter on your hand and said, “It’s okay… I like it, actually.”

If your blush could spread through your body, then your hand would be warm or hot by now. But the fact was not, so it stayed cold. He held onto your hand and closed his eyes again then he drifted to sleep.

After he got to sleep, you slowly freed your hand from his and went down. You went to the kitchen and took some snacks for yourself. You were free to do almost anything in this house so you did. After a good 2 hours passed, you went upstairs again to see if he was woken up yet. You opened the door and saw him turned his head to you. You entered and stood beside him, “You sleep well?” you asked, which he responded only by nodding. “Okay… let me make you something so you can eat your medicine.” And you were gone before he could say something.

You quickly went to the kitchen and searched for an instant soup. While you were searching, your mind went somewhere else. The fact was that you were not a good cook at all. For times, you were compared to Arthur. It made you upset sometimes but you couldn’t prove them wrong. You remembered that at one time, you crazy friends, Alfred and the like, had once organized a cooking competition between you and Arthur. It decided who the worst cook of the two was. Fortunately, Arthur won the title, but that still didn’t change you skill.

Feliciano and Lovino had taught you how to cook, but you just couldn’t. Now that Feliciano couldn’t do that, you had to do it. You found an instant tomato soup and read the instruction. There’s no way you would fail if you followed it, right? Boil some water and the instant soup then stir until it set. There’s no way you would fail, wouldn’t you?! You just hoped and prayed that nothing went wrong.

```

The soup was ready. The color was good and it smelled nice so you did have a high hope for this. You put it on a tray and went upstairs. You put the tray on the table and helped Feliciano to sit then you gave him the bowl. You looked at him with worried eyes as he brought a spoonful of the soup to his mouth and waited for his reaction. After he gulped the soup, his mouth slowly formed a smile which made you smile too. “Vee~ so delicious~ (name), you can cook, after all~”

“Y-You! That’s rude! I’m not as worse as Arthur!”

“Haha~ scusa (name), but you look really cute~” he said as he drink the soup until finished. You blushed again and looked down. God… he’s really sweet and cute. It was a fortune that you could keep your composure in front of him. You had liked him for years now. He was so carefree, sweet, kind, and whatever it was that you could think of him. It seemed Lovino knew about your feelings and thus became more protective about his little brother. Well, you were not annoyed by that but it decreased your time alone with Feliciano.

“(name)… (name) ~~” Feliciano called.

You snapped out of our mind and turned your eyes to him. He had finished his soup and and placed the bowl on the blanket while trying to get your attention. “Oh, you’re done?” You took the bowl and put it on the tray. Then you picked the medicine and the glass of water and gave him. He drank the medicine and lied down on the bed again. You were about to get up and went downstairs with the now empty bowl but then he held your wrist, which made you turned your head to see him, “Yes?”

“Don’t leave me… Stay…” he said.

If you could go even redder then you might look like it. You put the tray back and sat on the chair, obeying him. He smiled and thanked you.

“So… you need anything?”

“Well… Uhm… how about we talk about… your cooking~?”

“Eeehh?! No, no, no. Don’t you make fun of me,” you pouted.

“Vee~ but the soup is delicious~”

“W-Well! I’m not that stupid to not understand the instruction,” you said, raising your voice a bit. You knew he was just teasing you, but why he chose this topic?

“Hehe~ Whatever it is, you succeed, bella~ It makes me feel better~” He smiled.

“Hm… You’re welcome… I guess…” you automatically smiled too. ‘It’s like a miracle I can cook properly. Or… it’s because of my effort and… love for him?’ you shyly thought. Of course you didn’t want to get your hopes up, but the fact was here. Maybe you should try it second time later, cooking for Feliciano’s sake, and see if your theory was right. Feliciano called you and you quickly responded him, in order not to look stupid and what he said next shocked you.

“Uhm.. Can I … ehh… ask you to… hold my hand again? Like earlier?” He asked.

If it was normal condition, in which both of you were in a normal conversation, you would ask him back with ‘What?!’ loudly. But considering him, you just couldn’t do that. He could cry to no end if you did. You looked at his eyes, he really hoped you did. You then slowly moved your hand closer to him until you held his hand and he smiled, “Ve~ Grazie~ it makes me calm somehow… so I want to do it again.”

“R-Really?”

“Yes…” he said then yawned, the medicine had gotten to work. It would be best to let him sleep. You noticed his sleepiness and told him to sleep and that you would still hold his hand until he fell asleep. Of course you stuttered.

“Okay, grazie again, bella. Ti amo…” And Feliciano closed his eyes.

You heard what he said and understood very well what he meant. You looked down as you were ready to explode from just blushing. It’s like a dream came true.. that two people who had been bestfriend for year finally ended up liking and loving each other and be a couple.

“F-Feli…?” you called softly as you lifted your head. You found him already fell asleep with a peaceful face. You sighed. He slept fast enough to not hearing your answer. You just smiled and held his hand with both of your hands then kiss his knuckles as you said, “I love you too, Feli. Sleep well so you’ll be healthy tomorrow and we can have our date later.”