In the Mafia you have a group of friends like any other organization. Somehow you end up being friends with them and like real life they may not always make sense.

This day was one.

A group of four that consisted of a Spanish man named Antonio, a East German named Gilbert, a Southern Italian, and a sleeping child.

The sleeping child that was in Antonios arms had just been saved by the group. They were on a mission to save the girl from a group of Human Trafficing bastards.
Lovino had shot the two men who guarded a group of girls she was with in the head. Giving Antionio time to free the girls in that crate and get the one they came for. Currently he was standing outside sitting with a few maybe fourteen girls who had nowhere to go so they decided to go with him.

Where were the other two?
Well Gilbert was freeing three other large crates filled with men and women as Lovino killed them off.

A few minutes later as people began to run out from the abandoned factory Gilbert came out with a group of people behind them, Antonio knew that not only them but a number of others at the base would give the group money to get home, and the ones who wanted to stay a home.

“That one guy was cute.” A small boy around nine said to an old man who only chuckled at the boy “I like his hair thing that sticks out.”
“You mean his curl?” Gilbert asked as he walked with the group.

The boy nodded.

“Oh yeah, totally agree.”

Just ten as another gunshot went off and a few more people ran out from the building a well dressed man came out of the building covered with blood.

He had his phone up to his ear talking in Italian to most likely, Antonio guessed, his brother. Lovino was wearing a white button down shirt and black pants, both had been stained with blood and would need to be thrown out. The amount of blood made anyine guess that he had ran out if amo during the fight and had to stab the men and women guarding the crates instead.

“Feli said he'd be by here with a few vans in ten minutes. One will take the people who want to go home, home and the other will bring people who want to stay with us back there.”

When Lovino said Feli would be there in ten minutes he meant three.

Lovino growled and went up the drivers window and started to scold his little brother for going over the speed limit again.

It took five minutes to get everyone in the vans and another thirty before they got back to the base.

“Damn Lovino you went brutual on them didn't you?” A Canadian man said looking at the bloodied man.

“What are you talking about?” Gilbert said with a smirk “Lovino would never be brutal to anyone. He's cute sweetheart.”

Lovino scoffed as he went to his bedroom “Oh yeah I'm fucking adorable.” He said turning around to gesture at the blood on his clothes.

“Love you baby.” Gilbert said with a smirk.

“Say it again and I'll shoot you.”

“Lovino baby just except my love.” Gilbert said running after male as he opened the door to a long hallway that added to many more hallways.
“I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU MORE THAN THE MOON! YOU ARE MY WORLD! I WILL GLADLY DIE FOR YOU-!”

Before Gilbert could finish Lovino spinned around and pinned the older males arms against the painted wooden walls of the male hallways.

“What will get you to shut the fucking shit up?!”

Gilbert smirked “Nothing. I want to always say those things to you even if I convinced you to date me.”

Lovino smirked and leaned closer to the male and purred.

“You'd probably think it while kissing me.” He took one hand away from Gilbert and brought to the bottom of the males black shirt.

“Maybe while making me moan while I'm on your cock. Maybe while you make me a mess under you.”

Gilbert groaned and brought the left hand (that was free) down and brought Lovino closer by pulling him on the waist.

“Or while I'm looking at you walk out places unharmed like tonight, after you worried the Hell out of me. I don't want you for sex Lovi, and I know you don't believe me but please let me show you.”

Lovino pulled away from Gilbert and resumed to walk to his room.

“Lovino.” Gilbert said “I love you.”

“I know Fucktard.” Lovino sighed “So wait for me to get a shower then go ahead and use me up.”

Gilbert raced after him and grabbed the bloody right hand of Lovino.

“I won't use you.”

He kept true to that promise. It was an exchange between the two and Lovino didn't expect Gilbert to stay the night but he did, and he did the next night, and the night after that, and many nights after.