Want a medal for that shit?

the whole place, really?

“As if anyone here actually knows when I started my shift.” Well, besides him, of course. But as often as he was completly alone here, no one should complain if he left ten minutes earlier than usual. ”I don’t know. Something fast, I don’t want to wait too long.”

He chuckled “Sounds like you have great co-workers” He nodded as he affectionately wrapped an arm around the Italian’s shoulders, pecking his cheek “Si, si. Of course. We could go to some cheap fast food place?”

“The best coworkers.” He couldn’t possible roll his eyes enough to show how less he actually meant these words. It wasn’t like they were that horrible or anything- they just were never there, when they were actually needed. Leaning into Antonio’s touches, he was actually glad to have the other here. They day had been exhausting enough so far and he liked having the other around, even if he didn’t say it as often. “If you don’t mind that it’ll taste like shit, fine with me.”

“It’s hell.” Which wasn’t true either. It wasn’t the kind of place where he wanted to work but hey, it payed pretty okay. Definite enough to pay his rent and for food. “Really the best in whole New York City?” he questioned, brows raised at Antonio. Truth be told, he didn’t actually doubt it that it was pretty much the best. Solely because the spaniard made it himself. “About which home are we talking here? Because you should know that if you cook for me, I’ll fall asleep afterwards.” 

“As if anyone here actually knows when I started my shift.” Well, besides him, of course. But as often as he was completly alone here, no one should complain if he left ten minutes earlier than usual. ”I don’t know. Something fast, I don’t want to wait too long.”

He chuckled “Sounds like you have great co-workers” He nodded as he affectionately wrapped an arm around the Italian’s shoulders, pecking his cheek “Si, si. Of course. We could go to some cheap fast food place?”

“The best coworkers.” He couldn’t possible roll his eyes enough to show how less he actually meant these words. It wasn’t like they were that horrible or anything- they just were never there, when they were actually needed. Leaning into Antonio’s touches, he was actually glad to have the other here. They day had been exhausting enough so far and he liked having the other around, even if he didn’t say it as often. “If you don’t mind that it’ll taste like shit, fine with me.”

Sakura sighed, “Money is not more important than your health, you are working yourself too hard. Of at least, in my opinion, you are.” She had no room to talk though, she was a bit of a workaholic so she understood Lovino a bit, but that still didn’t stop her from being worried.

Lovino nodded in understanding and gave a soft hum in return. “I see your point here but-” like a teacher he held up his hand to signale he was about to say something more or less important, “Consider this: I need the money. For food and paying rent and all that other stuff humans need to survive.” 

[squints] I don’t know if you know but I kinda need my face on my head. Its stuck there

Lovino didn’t want to say he was surprised per se… actually, he couldn’t really say what he was feeling or thinking right now anyway. He hadn’t even noticed that the soup cans were about to fall and he definitely didn’t notice Antonio being near enough to catch both him and the cans. It was a little bit impressive, at the very least. Even if it made him feel like he was in a cheesy rom com. “Uh, no, yeah- I’m fine, I’m fine.”

He sighed in relief when Lovino was in fact, not harmed. He smiled as he pecked his forehead “I’m glad you’re not hurt,mi amor. These look like they can pack a ton” He leaned up to put away the cans “Some dangerous job, you have here. You need to be more careful, Lovi”

“It’s just soup, calm down.” Lovino rolled his eyes, a bit amused how worried the other was about this. “They wouldn’t have killed me.”  Maybe heavily injured him but not killed him. Probably not. He watched Antonio put the cans away again. It was only soup… and where else was he supposed to work anyway if this job was ‘too dangerous’? “So how am I supposed to thank my hero now?” Nevertheless was he glad Antonio was here now. Mainly because he had now company he actually liked.

He pouted “I know but I’d hate to see you get hurt, Lovi”  He would be sad if Lovino died or something worse happened to him! Toni hummed in thought “Being with you is payment enough~” He chirped, lacing their fingers together. “When’s your shift over? We can grab a bite to eat!”

Lovino just rolled his eyes at this answer. “How can you be so sappy?” he asked, although having an amused smile on his lips. Searching with his eyes for a clock, he eventually took his phone out. “Uh.. half an hour. I can probably leave a bit earlier though.” As if anyone here really cared that much if he left ten minutes earlier.

You’re robbing my time, was something almost slipped off Lovino’s lips. They keyword was ‘almost’. Instead he just frowned at the guy and turned his head towards the window again. He liked just looking outside and watching the scenery and people doing their own stuff outside. “Maybe that’s just my fucking face, ever thought about that?” he spat, outright glaring at the other. It wasn’t actually only his face- okay, it was partly his face but by now he was just annoyed and at the end with his nerves. Not that his nerves were any good in the first place. 

This was a shitty day and it was a shitty job and this was fucking stupid, fucking stupid cans, fucking lazy coworke- aa voice pulled Lovino out of his thoughts and back to reality- the reality in which he had to do more than just complaining internally and stacking cans. Smile on his lips, he put the rest of the cans down, he would have to come back to this later. “Of course, Miss. If you would just follow me, it’s not that far away.” Sometimes it really felt like he was literally the only one working in this whole fucking thing. 

Lovino didn’t want to say he was surprised per se… actually, he couldn’t really say what he was feeling or thinking right now anyway. He hadn’t even noticed that the soup cans were about to fall and he definitely didn’t notice Antonio being near enough to catch both him and the cans. It was a little bit impressive, at the very least. Even if it made him feel like he was in a cheesy rom com. “Uh, no, yeah- I’m fine, I’m fine.”

He sighed in relief when Lovino was in fact, not harmed. He smiled as he pecked his forehead “I’m glad you’re not hurt,mi amor. These look like they can pack a ton” He leaned up to put away the cans “Some dangerous job, you have here. You need to be more careful, Lovi”

“It’s just soup, calm down.” Lovino rolled his eyes, a bit amused how worried the other was about this. “They wouldn’t have killed me.”  Maybe heavily injured him but not killed him. Probably not. He watched Antonio put the cans away again. It was only soup... and where else was he supposed to work anyway if this job was ‘too dangerous’? “So how am I supposed to thank my hero now?” Nevertheless was he glad Antonio was here now. Mainly because he had now company he actually liked.

Excuse you At least I won’t be mistaken as 12 year old  [ >:( ]

“It’s just so fucking unnecessary, okay? ‘m not going to die from waiting longer.”