Those voices, he knew they didn't speak the truth. He knew you weren't planning on leaving anytime soon...or were you?
He didn't know anymore. Lovino walked over and sat at the table in the kitchen.
"B-Bella, you're not planning on leaving anytime soon, are you?"
You switched your attention from the oven to Lovino, a look of confusion and hurt splattered across your face. "No, why on earth would you ask that, Lovi? Do-Do you want me too?"
That was when he couldn't handle it anymore. Lovino walked over to you, bringing you into a bone crushing embrace, before sinking to the floor.
That was when you heard the sniffling and you felt something wet dripping onto your shoulder blade.
"L-Lovi? H-Hey, what's wrong?" You asked, shocked because you'd never seen your lover so weak.
Then he pulled his head up from your shoulder blade, looking you in the eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm not as good as my brother or that idiota, Antonio. J-just please, don't leave? Ti amo, bella!"
You brought his head back down to your shoulder blade, cradling it. "Shhh its alright, Lovi. I won't leave you. You needn't worry about that. As for not being as good as Antonio and your brother, you're perfect to me. Every flaw, every crinkle, every insecurity is perfect to me".
That was when the haunted voices drifted off into the background, his sobbing becoming louder as you cradled him.