Pranzo Inaspettato. [Lovino]

He didn't think hospitals were this boring. On television shows and movies, there was always fun things going on but here he just laid in bed, and was told he should sleep. He always loved sleeping, but this was too much, even for him. Even worse, he was alone in this room, so there was no one to talk to unless someone came to visit. There was also only so much television he could take, though he was at least thankful to have that in the room with him. Feliciano was a people person, not someone who liked to stay and sit with themselves. When he got lucky, he was at least able to chat with some of the cute nurses, who seemed all too pleased to talk with him about silly things.

But now, he was alone, sitting up in bed while staring at the wall in front of him. There was a book in his lap that one of the nurses had giving him after he whined about being bored, but Feliciano really didn't like reading, so it was quickly disregarded. Really, he wanted to get up, but he couldn't. Attached to his chest were what looked like to him little suction cups with wires that went to a funny looking machine that kept beeping. It was kind of strange. Feliciano had asked one of the nurses what it was for, and she said something about his heart and not to touch them. Of course, he didn't listen too well.

Flopping back in bed so he was laying down, Feliciano absentmindedly reached around his lap until he found the book. Holding it up at an arms length away, he looked at it. Yes, it was upside down...not that he really minded right now. Maybe it would make it more exciting.

Oddly, reading upside down was harder than reading the normal way. It wasn't really any more exciting than normal. It was actually kind of hard. Feliciano was concentrating so hard on upside down book reading that he didn't notice someone outside the door until it was actually opened and the visitor walked inside mumbling something he couldn't exactly make out. The poor book was quickly abandoned again, this time carelessly shoved on his bedside table.

Not that he wasn't happy before, but when he realized it was his brother, it was obvious that Feliciano's mood brightened considerably. Lovino looked a bit bothered by something, but Feliciano brushed it off...he kind of always looked like that. "Aww, I don--" He was going to whine about how he was being good but it wasn't his fault that no one here would let him get up, but he was quickly distracted by the bag that he now just noticed his brother had been carrying, as it was put on the end of his bed.

Lovino now had his attention, and he listened intently. Whatever it was had to be better than the book from the nurse, as nice of a gift as it was. Leaning a bit closer, he tried to peek to see whatever Lovino was pulling out. "Ve, fratello, you brought me fun things!" This was the best gift ever. All of his favorite things were now in the room. Paper, pencils, yummy food, and of course his older brother. "Grazie! Now I won't be bored and have to read upside down books. I wanted to draw things." he sounded genuinely happy, moving his attention to the food. He really couldn't tell what it was through the container, but he was sure that whatever it was it was delicious. Lovino liked nearly all of the same foods as him. "The food here is disgusting. I think that is why everyone here is so sick!" It didn't make sense, of course, but it did to him.

Feliciano, much to his annoyance, couldn't really move much away from his bed with those irritatinging wires in the way, but tried his best to scoot forward as much as he could towards his brother and the nice gifts.

Feliciano did recall nurses telling him to calm down on more than one occasion, but that wasn't nice to go tell his brother that he wasn't exactly listening. He was trying his hardest, really. Maybe that was the downside to having a big brother who worked here. At the same time, maybe it worked for the better! He got all these nice new things, which he was still looking at with a smile on his face.

If possible, Feliciano perked up even more when he saw that Lovino had brought pasta of all things. It was no secret to anyone that pasta was his favorite food. Eagerly, he took the fork from his brother and eyed the pasta. "I don't care if it is leftovers. Food here is so gross." He wrinkled his nose a little in disgust just thinking about it. He didn't consider himself a picky eater, but her certainly was one. "Your pasta is much more delicious. Even their pasta was gross! I didn't think it was possible. I am happy to eat even one bite of something good." Finding that he was babbling, he poked the pasta with his fork, taking a bite. Ahh, it felt so nice to eat real food.

The food seemed to make him be quiet for a few minutes at least, as he took a few more bites. He was glad that at least his stomach didn't decide to break on him. "Ve~. Your leftovers are really yummy...they almost don't even taste like leftovers." Even though that they were eating, Feliciano still wanted to talk. They might be at the same building all day now, but they were there for different reasons, and he wanted to talk with him. Still...he wasn't sure about what.

Looking around for a moment, he left the tip of the fork in his mouth, biting it lightly as he thought of something exciting to share. Normally he was full of exciting things (or, exciting to him) but being stuck in a room was far from it. His eyes wandered back to the sketchbook and pencils. What had he said? Feliciano removed the fork from his mouth and looked back to Lovino. "Hey fratello, you think those nurses would really like me if I drew them a picture? I don't know why, but I think I made one of really cute ones mad yesterday. I took off all these funny wires and she came running in looking all scared and told me to never do that again!"

Of course, he had nearly cried and told her he was sorry about one hundred times, be he left that detail out. She had good reason to be angry, him taking all those off made it look like his heart flat lined and he died. Feliciano didn't understand that though at the time, or now. "Maybe I can make her like me if I draw her some nice flowers!" he added with a little grin. Girls loved flowers.

"Really?" he pouted a bit. "That isn't fair." If he was stuck in this bed forever, the least they could do was give him something better to eat. That is how he looked at it at least. Still, he knew that whatever he was having for dinner would be just as gross as the previous nights. This made him even more thankful for this pasta, because it was probably the last good tasting one he would eat for who knew how long. "They really have good dessert? Ve, I want to go down there and get something nice to eat now." His eyes briefly looked to the door, but he knew it was useless to even try to get up. "Okay, you have to take me there to eat things when I can get up, you promised." Sure, his brother hadn't really promised, but it was good enough for him. Feliciano gave him a smile that would hopefully seal the deal.

Feliciano put his fork back in the container, twirling more pasta onto the fork. He really hadn't realized how hungry he was until he had started eating. "They's really make me stay here longer? Ve, that isn't fair! I want to go home and sleep in my bed." With his free hand, he patted the area of mattress next to him. "This one smells like old ladies...but not the cute kind with nice perfume." He ate the pasta on his fork before waving it lightly in Lovino's direction for emphasis. "So I am going to draw all the nurses pretty flowers, and then they won't be mad, and will let me go home, right?"

Hey, it was worth a shot.

"Grazie!" Feliciano looked at all that pasta that was now his. His brother could be nice when he wanted. "That is the thing fratello! I can walk." he insisted, brining the container of pasta more onto his own lap now that Lovino said he could finish. Well...he was pretty sure he could. His legs fidgeted like normal in bed, so they should be fine for walking. A nurse had mentioned something about resting because of medication though, whatever that meant. "They just tell me no. But I will tell you when I can walk and you can bring all your money, and buy me all the desserts!" He looked all too happy about this proclamation. Now, more than ever, they both had better things to spend their money on. Sick or now, Feliciano still loved his food though.

Feliciano poked some of the remaining pasta with his fork, playing with it a bit. Those last words felt like good words of advice. Lovino worked here, he had to know stuff about doctors from hanging around them so much. It was a bit of a strange feeling, but the nice kind of strange. Lovino was actually being...nice. Not his normal nice which included calling him names first, but it was almost like the real thing! Usually this kind of advice would come more harshly. "You think so? Ve, Lovino you really shouldn't worry though. Doctor Be..Beil...umm.." he trailed off for a moment. For some reason, he couldn't say his doctor's name still. "My doctor told me that he will do all that stuff as soon as he can, and I can go home!"

He shoved more pasta in his mouth, eating it quickly before continuing to babble. Now though, it was more a bit nervous than anything, and it was rather obvious. Feliciano wasn't good at masking emotions. At least shoveling pasta in his face made him a bit better feeling. "So you don't have to worry and I can play with whatever I want...ve...I promise!" The doctor promised, so why couldn't he make the same one?

At least the dessert problem was solved. Lovino had said one or two. Keyword being two. Feliciano considered it a success. Still, he didn't feel very successful! No matter how often he saw it, that glare could be a bit scary with those threats...or maybe Feliciano was just a crybaby. "I-I'm sorry Lovino! You don't have to beat me up, I won't try to do it! Ve...I promise more." It almost sounded like he was pleading with him as he nervously poked the past bit of pasta to calm himself down.

Lovino seemed to look equally annoyed as soon as he mentioned his doctor. It was odd. He would have thought he would be happy to have a doctor willing to fix him. "You know...mine! He is taller than me and kinda muscley." Feliciano glanced away, trying to remember other things about the man. "He has blonde hair that is all pushed back, like this" he proceeded to place the fork on the container edge and use both hands to momentarily push his hair back to imitate the doctor's. "Oh! And really pretty blue eyes...and a kind of scary accent, but that is okay. I still like him." Feliciano was smiling still. He liked his doctor. He was one of the only people besides Lovino that told him he would be okay.

...that expression on his brother's face wasn't exactly comforting though.

He mumbled a bit, still sounding slightly whiny. "Okay...I will stop being bad." Even when saying that, he was fidgeting in bed. Right now it was okay to say, but there was no telling what the days ahead of him would bring. This was Feliciano, after all. He really didn't want to get scolded though. Being scolded was never fun, and sadly, Lovino liked to do that to him a lot. Maybe it was because Feliciano always did odd things.

Yes, that expression on Lovino's face wasn't a happy one. He was confused. Doctors were the people everyone went to when they were sick and hurt. How was a doctor not good for him right now? Sometimes Lovino didn't make sense. "But he is really nice and comes to make sure I am okay all the time. You don't like him? Did he do something bad to you? He seemed nice...though kind of big and scary." Sometimes Feliciano was easily intimidated by people larger than him, and though this man was a doctor, it was no different. "Ve, I know! Maybe if you wait here long enough, he will come in to check on me and you can meet each other!" He was smiling, proud of his idea.

Feliciano still didn't understand. Sure, Lovino didn't like a lot of people....way more than he could list...but that was still no reason to not like someone. Even Feliciano himself was a bit frightened by the blonde doctor at times, but he still liked him. In general though, the Italian was rather afraid of doctors in the first place. This one was supposed to be helping, not doing anything bad, so why couldn't Lovino be happy too? "You think? Ve, I think he is smart! Doctors are smart." A doctor was one of those job stereotypes that every parent wanted their child to become. A doctor, lawyer, or something along those lines.

With a light sigh of confusion, Feliciano took the container off his lap and put it on the table next to his bed with the disregarded book from earlier. He was done with it now. He turned his attention back to his brother. "Maybe you just met on a bad day! You can meet him again and talk about hospital things." They both worked here, so it was something in common. Plus, that would keep the doctor distracted and he wouldn't be doing any more scary doctor things.

Since the bed was still raised so he could sit up (That was the one thing he liked, the beds with the fun remotes.), he flopped back against them, not caring that it made his hair look all messy. "Then you two can b--" Feliciano was cut short when a breath of air didn't feel exactly right, causing him to cough a bit. He covered his mouth, turning his head the other way a bit, hoping Lovino wouldn't notice. He had that cough for a rather long time though, so it wasn't anything out of the ordinary. It was just embarrassing! Always had to happen when he was explaining something nice.

This was so embarrassing. Feliciano had finally felt like he had a good idea that would get Lovino some more friends, and his body had to go and be irritating again. Now his brother and doctor would never be friends and it would be his fault. "I.." It took him a moment for him to be able to calm down that cough, finally regaining his breath again. Taking a few seconds to just make sure he was alright again, Feliciano turned back to Lovino. He had a little smile, but it didn't actually match the expression in his eyes. He was actually a little scared. That cough had started so little...now...

"D-don't worry Lovino!" He tried his best to sound reassuring and happy, but it was a bit shaky. Feliciano really didn't want his brother to worry, no matter how scary it was. He didn't need Lovino being sad because of him. Lovino looked pretty scared too right now, it was sad. Snuggling into his pillow a bit more, he tried to change the subject a little. "Water sounds nice after all that pasta!" Yes, it was all the pasta. Not that cough, nope. It was a dumb lie. Back at their apartment, and even back when they lived in other houses together, Feliciano could eat pasta with no end in sight without water.

His plan seemed to be working, much to his relief. Lovino almost looked happy, not worried like Feliciano was scared of. He was glad he seemed happy, in the least. as much as he really wanted water right now, he kind of didn't want his brother to leave him alone in the room again. It was a little scary, he had to admit. People only came in when bad things happened half the time, and at least Lovino visited no matter what. even if he said he'd be back...what if he got distracted? "Okay Lovino." he said a bit sadly, watching his brother walk out of the room.

Feliciano made sure he was gone before sitting up in bed a little, rubbing his eyes. Really, he didn't want to worry Lovino, or anyone else for that matter. But on top of all that, he was really trying to not worry himself. Feliciano panicked easily about everything inside. This was no different. It was times like this though that he realized he was actually sick. This wasn't just some kind of bad joke. Maybe that was why he ignored it for so long. Though, it was hard to ignore something like that with the constant beeping from the funny little machine stuck to him that his doctor had told him was not normal. It was like a constant reminder he was broken, but he tried tuning it out. Sniffling lightly, he gave his eyes another little rub. No crying...

If the water was as close as Lovino had said, Feliciano figured his brother would be back any moment now. He laid back down, trying to look just like he had before he had left. He promised to rest after all. Sometimes, Feliciano was really bad with rules...or make that most the time.

Feliciano was all too happy when Lovino returned with water. Not only did he have company again, but he also had water. He was one to believe people all to easily, and if Lovino said water would make him feel better, it must work. Even if he had made up the little lie about the pasta making him thirsty and that was what his brother was talking about. He took the water eagerly from Lovino's hands. "Grazie Lovino. You came back really fast." It made him smile.

But wait, close his eyes? Feliciano looked up at his brother, giving him a small, confused look. What else could he have gotten him out there? Honestly, he hadn't a clue, but it was no secret Feliciano loved gifts of all kinds. "You brought me more things?" His mood cheered up considerably, though he was a bit confused looking still. Placing the water bottle on his lap, he closed his eyes. That water was really cold. It felt funny. "Ve~ I wonder what it is! You already brought me fun drawing things, what other presents does fratello have?" Since he didn't know what the other thing was, he didn't really know what to do with his hands, so Feliciano settled for putting them in front of himself and making an awkward grabbing motion.

Feliciano really didn't want to hear about Lovino leaving right now. He was so impatient when it came to gifts. Sitting there with his hands out like that, he probably looked pretty silly. The words coming from his brother's mouth were only making him more excited. Then, he felt something cold in his hands that matched the feeling currently in his lap from the water bottle. As he gripped the other gift, he couldn't quite place it by the feeling. When he was sure that both items were in his hands, he opened his eyes excitedly.

More food! Not just any food. This was normal things that he could have bought at a store, meaning it wasn't dreaded hospital food. Yes, this was certainly a useful gift. A grin made its way upon Feliciano's face as he put the other two things in his lap with the bottle of water happily, looking over to Lovino. "Ve~! Thanks fratello! I missed chocolate so much!" Really, he had. It was times like this where it was bad to be so picky about food.

"Wait...does that mean you have to go back to work soon..?" he was still happy with all the gifts, but it finally hit him that he had to leave soon. Sure they would be in the same building still, but it would be lonely again. At least he could work on some nice drawings and have a snack though.

He was so distracted by the gifts that Feliciano failed to notice his brother's cute blushing face at this moment. It was his loss, but at least he had chocolate to stare at. More presents! Maybe he should get sick more often if he got so many nice things from Lovino. On second thought, no. Being sick hurt and was scary. He made a small mental note to find a new way to get Lovino to be nice and give him lots of presents. Feliciano looked over to his brother again, deciding to comment once again on the presents, when he noticed Lovino wasn't looking at him for some reason. When he went to peek curiously, it seemed Feliciano had his attention again.

But then it looked like the other wanted to talk again. "W-wait! You are leaving?" He looked at the clock on the wall, Lovino had actually been here for quite a while, and lunches weren't that long, it seemed. Time really did fly when people were having fun, he guessed. His brother's visits were the most fun thing he had. Looking back to Lovino, he gave him a little pout. "You promise you will come back to visit? Ve, I don't want you to go home early and forget about me!" Honestly he didn't think he'd do that, but it was best to check.