that's pretty bad. Did he take some painkillers?

did. And is now lying on the couch, trying to distract himself with some TV.

knocks on his door. She wanted to check up on him - a headache might change into something worse, you never know!

doesn't move. Other then being too lazy to open the door, his head was fucking pounding. "Who the hell is it?" He yelled, instead.

rolls her eyes at the harsh response, "Andorra here!"

groans. "Door's unlocked!" He yells back, his head pounding more by doing so.

opens the door and walks in, closing it after her. Peaks into the living room, "Oh, hola! Heard you have a headache. How're feeling?"

how're you* ((I keep forgetting words today. *Facepalm*))

looks over at her. "Like shit.. What're you doing here anyways?" He asked, not expecting to have visitors today. ((Lol it's okay))

scoffs, "I came to check up on you! Headaches can be really bad at times, I got worried!"

turns away from her and closes his eyes. "It's not too bad.. And why are you worried anyways, dammit."

sighs, "Well, that's good to hear.. And I was worried because headaches might get really bad at times, you never know!

"

"Well, my head is fucking pounding. Isn't that bad enough?"

hums, "It could go worse.. Did you try drinking tea with melissa? It's good for headaches."

tries to shake his head, but it hurt too much. "No. I haven't moved from this damn spot all day."

sighs, resting her hands on her hips, "Do you have any then? I'll make you a cup."

mumbles. "I dunno. Go check the kitchen, if you want."

nods, "Alright. I'll be back in a moment!" finds the kitchen and puts on the kettle before looking for any tea with melissa.

waits patiently, for once, on the couch. He just hopes she won't break anything, or touch any of his tomatoes. :\

be careful, she's not very clumsy. After pouring the water into the cup and stirring it slightly, takes the cup and goes back into the_

living room. Passes the cup over to Lovino, "Here you are! Careful, it's hot."

turns around. "Um.. Thanks? But I never asked you to make it, dammit."

laughs lightly, "So? You probably wouldn't make it yourself. Besides, your headache *is* bad, right?"

sits up and shrugs. "I guess so."

nods, "Exactly! Come on, drink up."

picks the cup up and drinks it. "Ack! I fucking hate tea.." He grumbles as he swallows the rest of the drink.

laughs lightly, "Don't complain, at least it'll help you."

can't help but complain, it's what he does best after all. "Bleck!" He says as he sets the cup on the table.

pats him lightly, snorting, "Come on, it can't be *that* bad."

pouts. "Hell yeah it is. I never liked tea! Never will like it too! B-but thanks for making it." He mumbles the last part.

chuckles. "What did you just mumble there~?" she heard it, but wanted him to repeat it louder.

crosses his arms protectively and looks away. "Che, nothing!"

snorts and pokes his cheek, "Come ooon, what did you say?"

grumbles. "N-Nothing! I didn't say anything, dammit!"

grins, still poking his cheek, "Spill it~"

pouts more, starting to feel irritated. "N-No!"

chuckles, "Aw, come on~ It won't bite you to repeat what you said!"

frowns. "No way!"

pouts, "Pleaaase~?"

looks away, still frowning. "N-No!

starts poking his cheek again, still pouting, "Pretty please~?"

swats her hand away. "Ack! Then stop that!"

winces, pouting harder, "Geez, fine!"

frowns and looks away. "I said, 'Thanks for making it'."

nods, satisfied with the effect, "See? It wasn't that hard! And you're welcome~"

huffs. He didn't like losing, but this was okay, he guesses. "Che, whatever."

laughs lightly, "Y'know, you always seem so mad. Got a reason for that?" tilts her head.

raises a brow. "What do you mean by that?"

"Well. You always seem really mad and so on. Is there a reason for that or something?"

shrugs. "Really? I don't notice it at all."

blinks, "You seriously don't?"

shakes his head. "Not 'til someone tells me about it."

furrows her eyebrows, "..Oh. Well, you still seem mad all of the time. Try smiling more often~!"

scoffs. "Che, why should I, dammit?"

blinks, "..Well. Maybe if you smiled more often, you would lure some pretty girls?" grins.

snorts. "Pfft no fucking way! I don't wanna start looking like my idiot fratello."

laughs lightly at that, "Aww, come on. You don't have to grin like him, but a small smile here and there would be good."

pouts. "B-but I do smile sometimes... People are just fucking blind!" He protested.

laughs, louder this time, "That smile must be invisible then! I don't think I ever saw you smiling."

blushes from embarrassment, but keeps his signature frown. "Che! Then you're blind too, idiot!"

pouts, "Aww, I'm hurt~ Why call me an idiot~?"

waves his arms around, he didn't mean to hurt her feelings, but "Cuz you are! For never seeing me smile, dammit!"

pouts harder, "Well! If you actually smiled, then I would see you doing so! And I'm not an idiot!"

"I do and will when I want to, dammit! Next time pay more attention!" He sits back on the couch, holding his head in his hand. The pain was_

coming back again.. Great.

blinks, confused, before realizing the headache must've got worse. "Oh.. Your headache again? Should I make you more tea..?"

shakes his head slightly. "N-no, it'll go away. Um, You can sit if you want." He offered realizing she's been standing there the whole time.

furrows her eyebrows at that, but sits down next to him. "You sure? It wouldn't be good if your headache got worse than before."

really irritated by the headache. "Ack! It'll go away, dammit! Ow ow ow.." He would smash his head against a desk if it'd help.

sighs, "Wait a moment, I'll make you more tea." pats his head lightly and goes to his kitchen, starting to make the tea already.

lies down on the couch again. He didn't need someone taking care of him like this, but it was nice, especially since his stupid fratello is_

never home.

comes back after a few minutes, holding the cup in her hand, "Hey, maybe you should see a doctor, or something? You never know with_

headaches." furrows her eyebrows, rather concerned.

covers his face with pillow. "Don't worry about it so much, dammit! I bet you it'll go away tomorrow!"

pouts, "Well I'm sorry I'm concerned!" kneels down next to the couch and pokes the pillow, the cup in her other hand.

mumbles something like a 'thanks' under the pillow.

sighs, poking the pillow again, "Take the pillow off or you'll run out of aaair.."

grumbles. "No I won't!" But he does so anyways, and sits up slowly.

waits patiently. When the other sits up, she hands him the cup. "Here you go."

takes the cup from her and starts to drink from it. He quickly pulled the mug away after burning his tongue. "Ow!" He cries, sticking his_

tongue out.

chuckles softly, "Forgot to tell you to watch out for your tongue..~"

sticks his tongue out at her, even though it's already out. "Bleh!"

raises her eyebrow, smiling lightly, "Aw, come on, don't be a kid~"

faces away from her. "I'm not a goddamn kid! Anyways, you don't have to stay if you don't wanna."

pouts, "Aw, you want me to go~?"

"... I said you don't have to if you don't wanna, dammit!"

scoffs, "Well, I'm still worried about your headache. Besides, I don't have anything else to do~"

"Up to you." He says before trying to finish the rest of the tea in one go.

nods, "Exactly, so I'm staying, if it's fine with you~" smiles at him.

slams the cup on his table after he was done. "Whatever! But don't you have that boyfriend of yours? Shouldn't you be with him or something"

jumps, surprised by the sudden slam, "..Woah, woah. Calm down." Thinking about it now, he somewhat was right.

gets up, he needs to get this gross taste outta his mouth. "I am *calm*! It's the fucking tea! Anyways, what're you gonna do now?"

shivers lightly, he seemed quite mad. Again. "..I don't know." she hadn't really thought of that.

isn't mad, he's just.. Normally like that. "Well, I'm gonna make something to eat. Want anything?" He asked as he walked to the kitchen.

nods, walking in after him. "Sure! What will you be making?"

shrugs. "Pasta? Why? Is there something else you want, dammit."

shakes her head, "Nah, pasta's fine~ Do you want any help?"

gets the pots out. "If you want to." He then grabs the apron lying on a chair and puts that on.

smiles, looking around for an apron for herself, "Alright then! Where do we start~?"

points to the pantry. "There should be an extra apron in there. Probably in the bottom right corner?" He grabs some fanfalle pasta from the_

cabinets. "You can boil the water, dammit."

nods, going to the pantry and grabbing an apron, putting it on. Looks around for a pot before filing it with water, then putting it on the_

stove.

turns the stove on. While waiting for the water to boil, he grabbed another pot and starts making rose sauce. "You don't mind rose, right?"_

her anyways.

leans against the counter, "Nope, I don't mind! Besides, you already started making it. No point in asking, right~?"

shrugs. "Courtesy and stuff?" He continues mixing the sauce. "Hey! Once the water starts to boil, throw some salt, olive oil and the_

pasta in, dammit. And be sure to watch it *carefully*!" He orders.

salutes. "Yes, sir!" Starts looking through the cabinets for said products. Finds them after a while, putting them on the counter, looking_

at the water from time to time.

nods and looks up from his pot just to make sure she was okay. "Want anything else with the pasta?" He asked casually.

blinks, looking away from the water, "Um.. What do *you* like to have with your pasta?"

shrugs, "Like pieces of Italian sausage in the pasta, or a salad on the side, dammit."

hums in thought, "Maybe salad?" turns to watch the water again. When it started to boil, throws in some salt, olive oil and the pasta as_

she was told to.

frowns a bit. He should've suggested the salad earlier if that was the case, dammit. "Then you go make the damn salad. I just finished the_

sauce and will look over the stupid pasta, okay?" He suggests. ((Sorry for the super late reply ;A; ))

nods, "Alright then. Do you want anything specific in the salad?" looks over at him. ((It's alright, hun~ =w= ))

shrugs, he didn't really care. "Just put in whatever you want, dammit."

hums in thought, looking for some ingredients for the salad, "If you say so~"

notices the water boiling and checks on the pasta. "Just make sure it doesn't taste like shit!"

scoffs, "Heyyy, I'm not *that* bad at making salad, you know!"

chuckles a little. "Yeah yeah, whatever you say. Just hurry up and make the damn salad already."