It Takes Two - To Play The Game

Title: It Takes Two — To Play The Game (Chapter 2.5)
Pairing: Spamano, shōnen-ai.
Summary: Instead of venting his feelings directly, Lovino chose to respond the same way that Antonio did: by writing them down. (Anyone ready for some venting?)
Warning: May contain country personification implied boyxboy, a.k.a. B.L. or yaoi. Both human and country names used.
Rating: T for multilingual insults.
Word Count: 423

You blind jacked-up testa di merda! Dumbshit. Jackass. Pomodoro bastardo. Dense son-of-a-bitch asshole. Non mi rompere le pelle! Wasting our time all this time by not saying anything!

Antonio Fernandez Carriedo, at this moment there's just ONE thing I want to tell you. You are the biggest fucking idiot I have ever had the misfortune to know. You know that? By all rights I should go tell you to go vacagare to hell! What the fuck do you mean, you don't want to see "that look on my face"?? Che cazzo vici? How do you think I felt when I read that, pendejo?? Any feelings for me are supposed to make you ashamed? Well, it wouldn't be the first time you wouldn't be the first person.

Cornuto.

I never thought I'd be calling you that. Anyone else except maybe Feli? Hell yeah. But not you.

Quite fucking Obviously, I'm pissed at you. Extremely pissed. Goddammit, I'm so mad at you that I decided to wait before letting you know that I know. If you've got any freakin' brains left in that curly head of yours, you should know how bad it is when I have to resort to that. Though you don't know it yet, that was no normal fight we just had.

That the way you wanna play it? Dumb? Fine. I can play it that way too.

I'm going to make you regret the millisecond you decided to lie to me — don't worry your pretty little head about the sordid little details, though you'll find out soon anyway. Just how am I going to do that, you wonder?

I'm going to enjoy watching you squirm as I do everything and anything I choose short of stripping you bare-ass naked and locking the bedroom door behind us to distract you. You don't know I know, and I know you don't think I do. That's the best part of the whole package. You might be a bit on the dense side actually, sometimes it's cute, but when I finally do make it clear I know, you're going to wonder why in the holy fuck you were so chicken-assed in the first place, España.

You should be happy I'm going to so much trouble for you, Antonio. I mean, hello, this is the guy who barely even wanted to do any chores when he still lived with you. No se preocupe, mio piccolo Antonio. I know I'm going to have fun with this.

After all, in this scenario, revenge is a dish best served hot.

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I apologize to everyone who was waiting for the chapter I promised you guys last week *shot* I'll upload more stuff later this week, so please, don't kill meeeeeeeee. . . D':

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Translations:

testa di merda ➝ "shithead" (Italiano)

pomodoro bastardo ➝ "tomato bastard" (Italiano)

"Non mi rompere le pelle!" ➝ "Don't break my balls!" (Italiano)

vacagare ➝ "piss off" (Italiano)

Che cazzo vici? ➝ "What (the hell) are you saying?" (Italiano)

pendejo ➝ "stupid," "fool," "asshole," etc. (Español)

cornuto ➝ literally means "horned," but the Internet tells me it's a major insult that people use because the insulted person has "horns" from betraying the insulter

No se preocupe ➝ "don't worry" (Español)
mio piccolo Antonio ➝ "my little Antonio" (Italiano)

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If you are a native/fluent speaker of either Italian or Spanish and I've used a word/phrase wrongly, please feel free to comment and correct my errors. c: Grazie!