This is actually...impressive..."

The ground was hardly visible through the many splashes of green and red that covered it's hazel surface. Perfect globes sparkled in the overhead sun that was blazing overhead. Sprinklers sent shoots of water in all directions, preventing anyone from having a chance to enter the spaces between the rows of tomato plants stretching in all directions. There seemed to be no end, giving Lovino a brief vision of getting to have endless tomatoes. His fingertips brushed against one particularly firm fruit, which he plucked from it's spot and fingered. The thought of biting into such a perfectly grown-and-tended-to food item and having the juices coat his tongue, seeds sliding easily down his throat...

He couldn't wait to get started.

"You like it, Lovi~? I got a group-on for it! I was going to invite you first... but I didn't think you'd really want to go!" Antonio was bubbly as always, dressed in faded jeans, a red, mid-sleeved button up shirt, and topped off with a sun hat that splayed his hair out in all directions. He held a basket to his hip, blanket laid in the bottom to prevent any damage done to the precious fruits.

"It's okay," Lovino uttered, though he was truly excited to be here. Ever since Feliciano and he were forced to move into the apartment with their grandfather, he was unable to start another tomato garden, and the ones he succeeded in always grew 2 fruits before dying. It wasn't always easy, with the sibling's budget, to go out and buy a hella lot of his favorite food, either. "But let's hurry up and go."

The all-too-eager male gleefully led Lovino down the dirt paths, halting him whenever he complained about wanting to stop and start picking the tomatoes. His chuckles were staring to annoy Lovino as time stretched on, becoming more and more impatient while Antonio continued to irk him purposefully.

"Dammit, jackass, let's just stop here!" Lovino demanded, folding his arms and stopping bitterly. They were pretty far away from the entrance, now, and there were hardly two people out at their distance floundering around and peering at all the plants there were to offer, but paying no attention to the tomatoes. "I don't want to walk anymore!"

"That's fine, Lovi~!" Antonio grinned, walking over a few inches to the end of the row. He crouched, looking intently at a plant at his feet. "Let's go to this one first~" Lovino was a bit puzzled, to say the least, and peered cautiously at the plant the Spaniard seemed to favor.

"Why the hell do we need to look at it-" Lovino muttered as he made his way to the same location Antonio was at. He stopped himself, however, when he saw a small plaque attached to the bottom, concreted into the dirt. On it, read the words, 'To Mi Poco de Tomate, Lovi~'

And though the Italian may be a bit dense, he was sure he knew who it was dedicated to.

"Do you like it, Lovi? I bought it a few weeks ago! The group-on was actually buying a spot of land for the tomato plants to be dedicated to someone. I have one, too," Antonio stood, dusting off his knees and bouncing over to the plant directly next to it; the one with the leaves intertwined with Lovino's. "Right here! So we can be together, even if we're not!"

For one of the first times in his life, Lovino was speechless. Astonished. Dumbfounded, even. He couldn't find the words to tell Antonio exactly what he was feeling. How happy and appreciated it made him feel. The act was sweet, even Lovino would admit it. Before he could help himself, the tsundere found words escaping his lips that could never be taken back.

"W-Will you go out with me, T-Tomato-Bastard?"

What. The Hell.

What the FUCK had Lovino just said? And why the hell would he say it to the idiot!

It's not like he meant to say it! It just kind of slipped out! And worse, Antonio was staring at him with wide eyes and that stupid smile! That stupid fucking smile made everything bad!

I should just run away, Lovino cried to himself in distress. He wouldn't notice! Save myself the fucking embarrassment of him saying no! He glared at the ground for being so stupid. How could Antonio ever say yes! "Of course~"

Wait... what?

"I'd love to, Lovi! I was actually planning to ask you today," Antonio took a step towards the other, a hand laying on Lovino's trembling one to stop the shakes. "But it makes me really happy that you did first!"

"Y-You better appreciate it, idiot!" The brunette grumbled under his breath, averting his eyes to the side with his face beginning to burn embarrassingly.

"I do~ Your cheeks are so red, they match your tomato plant!" Antonio laughed, poking his crimson face teasingly, the action purposefully irking him.

Lovino swatted at his hands bitterly, grumbling under his breath at the other's antics. "Shut up! Th-They do not!"
"But they do~ It's so cute~" Antonio sang, holding Lovino close in his arms. "I want this tomato for dinner~"
"Shut up, you fucking pervert!" Lovino glared into the other's eyes, creamy brown interlocking with a lovely shade of green as they had a stare-off. Antonio didn't seem to mind at all, glad he was getting attention from his adorable crush.
"I just can't take you seriously with that pout," Antonio melted when the boy's lip began to quiver, protruding cutely in a way that made his heart flutter. "You're making me so happy!"
"I-I don't see how!"
"Just by being you! It makes me overjoyed." Antonio nuzzled Lovino's neck with his head, kissing the skin at the base adoringly. "Thank you Lovi~"
"...you're welcome, I guess, tomato-idiot..." Lovino rolled his eyes, leaning into the man's warm embrace.
"Never leave me; I want to stay with my adorable Lovi forever." He replied, a serious tone mixed in with his little song. "If you do that, I'll stay happy."
"We'll see," Lovino muttered, blushing heavily. Truly, the things Antonio had just said made him completely excited for their future, even if they did end up splitting up... he still couldn't wait for their relationship. "...but it'll probably end up happening..."
~~~~~Omegle is a Funny Place~~~~~
"Fratello? You two are back early? Where's all the tomatoes?" Feliciano looked up from where he was painting a picture of their grandfather holding a bowl of pasta- which was quite a magnificent piece of work- cocking an eyebrow at their newly acquired presence.
Antonio looked back guiltily at a red-tinged Lovino, holding a basket with the one tomato he ended up picking before they had run out of time in their session. He was looking irritable, but also quite happy under his angry persona.
"Did something happen-" He froze, noting the fact that both Antonio's and Lovino's fingers were interlocked, as if neither wanted to let go of the other in fear they would walk away. His flat lips upturned into an excited grin, as he sprang to his feet to go latch onto both of them happily. "You two're dating!" He exclaimed, pulling back from Antonio to jump at Lovino and tackle him in a huggle-squish. "I'm so happy for you...!"
Lovino beat at his brother with his free hand, pulling back and releasing Antonio to fold his arms bitterly. Feliciano simply took this as a sign of embarrassment, and giggled, holding his own cheeks.
Antonio took the opportunity to speak, prepared to tell Feliciano everything. "Si! Lovi asked me today when I showed him the tomato plant I told you about~" He beamed, turning to glance back at his lover when he was met with a quite terrifying surprise.
Lovino's hair splayed out around his face, and his fingers wrapped threateningly around Antonio's hand. A black aura (much resembling the one that a television star in their favorite show) seemed to grow out from his body, giving the sense that he was angry.
And it didn't take an idiot to know he was.
"Ahahaha, is something wrong?" Antonio asked innocently, despising the feeling that he couldn't feel his fingers any longer.
"How dare you fucking tell him, jackass," Lovino growled, looking up to Antonio with a dark scowl. "After I TOLD you not to."
"Fusososo...?" Antonio tried, smiling nervously. Despite his attempts, he still ended up with Lovino smacking him harshly on the shoulder and stomping away to his bedroom. The door slammed noisily behind him, leaving Antonio sighing at his antics.
"And he wonders why I say he's adorable."

~~~~~Omegle is a Funny Place~~~~~~
A/N: Hey, there reader peoples! Thanks for reading the chapter! :D
I just wanted to say, no, I'm not dead yet, and I'm hoping to update a few more stories during winter break. It's just so hard to write :(
Anyways, thanks for all the people offering to help with the smut! I appreciate it! :D
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Have a nice day/evening!