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35: other family

((I had a huge writers block, but after some Spamano fanfics, I have more ideas. Yay.))

After Antonio's little reunion with his little Lovi, he decided to see who else was there to see him. He asked the Italian beside him to "go get everyone else", which he did.

His worried friends started coming in
Francis... Check, of course he was there, he is like the worried mom friend.
Gilbert, check. He couldn't stand not being around when shit hit the fan.
Finally, the most familiar face came in, Esteban. His older brother looked more muscular, yet more calm.

"Esteban! Come here, mi hermano favorito!".

Esteban had a relieved look on his face as he went by Antonio's side. He studied the bruises over the younger one but didn't get a chance to do it for long, since he was pulled into a hug.
Antonio had the biggest grin, while Francis looked pissed and Lovino frowned slightly. Even Gilbert looked a little annoyed.

"I missed you! How have you been? What job do you have? Why didn't you call? I would've loved you to be there when I turned 16, we had a huge party! Have you met my boyfriend? Isn't he cute-".

Antonio was cut off before he could ask too many questions "I've been good. I work at this furniture company. I have just been... Busy. Si, I met your boyfriend. He is okay I guess.".

The Spaniard smiled until his brother said "busy". Too busy for him...? Whatever, he was just happy to see Esteban. They had been through way too much for Toni to get mad. The two talked while Lovino's frown grew. This was absolutely nuts to him. How could someone be so forgiving? Antonio was practically being a faithful child, not pressing any more questions.

Finally, Francis grumbled "You aren't buying this, right?".

Lovino nodded slightly and glanced at Gilbert as he walked out of the room. The feces surrounding this "calm" ass was overwhelming. If the Italian focused, he could smell dog shit, figuratively of course.

. . .

It had been a few days, and Antonio had filed a police report a while ago and yet the authorities couldn't find his van. However, he was still happy, since Esteban had been hanging out with him. They were blowing money on roller skating and movies, talking, and using bikes to go places

In less then a week, Esteban was just gone by the time Toni came back from work one day... No goodbye. Antonio was upset, for about fifteen minutes. He was hopeful, but not stupid. In the back of his mind, Toni predicted this.

At least he always had his "other" family. Francis, Gil, and now Lovi, they wouldn't ever leave without a explanation.

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