You squelched up to Antonio’s front door. Should I...? You thought numbly, your fist already raised. You barely had time to shake your head and turn away when suddenly the door swung open. Antonio frowned, worried as to why you were so soaked.
“Hi!” You said, trying to sound cheerful, but the hoarseness of your voice told him more than enough. “Come in, I’ll get you some towels.”
He left you dripping in his hallway for a moment, bending down to free your wet feet. “Thanks.” You murmured as Antonio wrapped several towels around you.
He took your hand and led you into his warm living where you sat gratefully on his sofa. “What happened?” He demanded, sitting down next to you and gazing at you with those concerned green eyes of his.
“You know my boyfriend had quite the reputation of a player right?” He nodded, not liking where this was going. You laughed hollowly, snuggling into the warmth of the towels.
“I thought he’d changed. Heh, more fool me. He was getting it off with someone in the shower. I could hear them.” You growled, a lump in your throat as you remembered what it’d sounded like. “They were so busy with each other they didn’t even notice me taking all of their clothes and towels from inside.”
He raised his eyebrow in surprise at that. “I took everything they could use to cover themselves with and then locked them in. The key I threw away and I took away the key from under the pot on the porch. Which means....”
“That they have to ask someone with a key or they have to climb out of the window and break down the front door....”
“Completely naked.” You smirked in revenge and Antonio blinked his eyes in disbelief, then broke down laughing. His laughing was contagious and no matter how crap you were feeling you joined in with him.
Tears flowed down his cheeks and he held his stomach, a stitch having formed there from his hysterics. “Good one chica!” He grinned in admiration at you, truly proud of you.
You smiled back weakly at him and he hugged you tightly. “I’m sorry to hear it though. But you know I’m always here for you right?” He whispered, rubbing circles on your back soothingly.
“Yeah, I know that Toni. But right now, I just need to tie up the loose ends and figure my feelings out.” You replied, resting your head on his shoulder.
Why was it that he was always there for you? Always prepared to help you pick yourself back up? Why was he so warm?
“I’ll always be here for you.” He murmured again, pressing his lips against your hair. You gulped and pulled back to look at him. Your thumb lightly stroked the lips that had kissed your hair, wanting to feel just how soft they were.
Antonio smiled and kissed your finger before he leaned over to you and brushed his lips gently against yours. He knew the risk of the action but he knew that he’d earned the right to claim your heart after sticking with you for so many years.
After all, you’d claimed his a very long time ago, he couldn’t even remember what it was that made him first fall in love with you, he liked everything about you. And he’d protect everything about you.
“So what now?” He murmured against your lips, eyes locked on yours. “I need to find a place to stay and-“
“Here. Stay here with me.” He nuzzled his lips against yours again, his arms tightening around your waist. “Thank you...... Could you help me with my stuff? I don’t really want to see his cheating arse ever again.”
“Anytime chica. Just as long as you promise me one thing (y/n).” You cocked your head at him, smiling curiously.
“Never lock me up in the bathroom with no means to cover myself.”