“Nn… stop spinning…the room…” Was the only thing he managed to say.
“Shhh caro, it’s okay, don’t worry” He kissed his forehead and left the room for some supplies he felt were proper.
He closed his eyes to try and stop the spinning.. His brother was here, he was going to be okay, nothing was majorly wrong, gone only for a little bit, he was going to be okay.
Feliciano returned with a bunch of things, Advil, a first aid kit, water and band-aids. He was sure at least some of these were necessary, he shuffled through the first aid kit “Fratello, can you hear me?”
Lovino gave a small nod, his eyes opening slightly.
“Nn… stop spinning…the room…” Was the only thing he managed to say.
“Shhh caro, it’s okay, don’t worry” He kissed his forehead and left the room for some supplies he felt were proper.
He closed his eyes to try and stop the spinning.. His brother was here, he was going to be okay, nothing was majorly wrong, gone only for a little bit, he was going to be okay.
Lovino’s head jerked up when he heard a thud from above and then his brother cry out in pain.. He must be in the cellar under his house or whoever got him had his brother upstairs. In vain he tried to call out, which just came out as a strangled/muffled yell.
He grimaced and rubbed his now sore butt, closing off the entrance to the attic he went back down the stairs. Looking around to see where the cats scampered off to feli saw the dark tail of one of them and followed them down the basement stairs. ‘They must know where he is!’ Thinking to himself so he could be quiet when he found Lovino.
Right below the cellar doors that they had in their basement as and outside entrance to it, Lovino’s battered and beaten body lay. How he got in this predicament no one would probably ever know, but it seemed like the hospital was becoming his friend more frequently, despite how he hated them so much.
The cats finally lead him to the cellar door, Feliciano opened it super triumphantly, “Fratello! I…found…you-” He covered his mouth noticing the figure lying on the floor “Dio” He rushed over to his brother, untying his blindfold and restraints and checking him all over “What happened? Are you hurt? Jesus, Lovi how did this-?”
All he did was groan in response, his body wasn’t doing what he wanted it to be doing. Shit, he must’ve been drugged. ‘god Feli.. please help..’ was all he could think as he could barely lift his head to look at his brother.
He panicked, Feli didn’t know why his brother wasn’t moving properly, but the best thing he figured to do was to at least bring him somewhere where it wasn’t so cold. He picked his brother up bridal style up the stairs telling him that it was ‘going to be okay.’ He reached the top of the steps and hurried to the living room, gently setting him down on the couch. “Fratello? C-Can you move yet?”
“Nn… stop spinning…the room…” Was the only thing he managed to say.

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(( Polish, German, Irish, French, Italian, English… Yup I’m a huge mix breed. ))