Noticing Lovino seating alone in the couch, you furrowed your eyebrows as you walked up towards him.

"Hey there," You beamed a smile as you sat down besides the Italian. "Your not joining your family for this celebration?"

You gestured to his over joyous Italian family, whom are infront of the T.V watching some rom-com Italian movie, obviously laughing until they choke themselves to death.

Lovino didn't spare you a glance. His two amber eyes staring at his own relatives that even Feliciano flinched in his seat without him knowing.

"No can-a do," The grumpy Italian stated, "I don't even-a like rom-com" He crossed his arms after that.

'Such lies, he loves rom-com'

You sighed wearily at his 'oh-so-grumpy' response and raised an eyebrow, "Is it because they're 'Sono un branco di idioti felici?'"

He shrugged before answering a 'yes'.

You pursed your lips in confusion.

He asked you to celebrate Christmas with his family, and now that you are celebrating Christmas with his family, he decided to be that el solo lobo, he usually is.

"Hm," You poke his cheeks as you grinned, "Your full of lies," You added, "The sparkles in your eyes says otherwise,"

He puff his cheeks as he mutter something incoherence, and the blush tinted on his cheeks.

With a soft voice, you ask whilst leaning your head on his shoulders, "Why don't you join them?"

He scoffs a bit, his voice genuine as he spoke;
"(Your name), there are some-a things that are better to observe than-a do,"

"In that-a way, you can know how-a important things the way they-a usually are," Lovino smiled to himself as he kissed your forehead,

"Plus, You-a don't mind me staring at-a you when you sleep,"

(Yep! Sorry for the late update...)

□Translations

'Sono un branco di idioti felici?'" - "They're a bunch of happy idiots"