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Romano smiled joyfully, being he was alone had no one to witness his smile, as he skipped, also because no one was around, through the tomato garden.
But suddenly he stopped as a beautiful red tomato caught his eye.
"Mmm," he hummed as he picked it and brought it to his mouth.
But, as with the skipping, he stopped suddenly. He remembered the pasta he'd eaten with his brother the night before and the deliciousness of the tomato sauce that covered it.
Now he looked at the tomato quizically. "I wonder how you'd taste heated up?"
So, glancing around to make sure he was still alone, he skipped back up to the house he shared with Spain.
Upon seeing the door was still locked, he knew Spain was still at one of his various meetings.
So he put a frying pan on the stove and placed his nice, ripe tomato in the middle.
"You're going to be so delicious, mio pomodoro(my tomato.)"
Finally, the tomato seemed done enough to him.
He turned the stove off and carefully pricked the tomato with a fork.
Spain walked in just as Romano took a large bite and screamed in pain from the burning.
"Aah! Dammit, Spain!"
Spain looked incredulous, though simultaneously worried about his little Lovi. "What did I do? I just got home!"
"It's your fault my mouth burns, you bastard!"
"Your mouth burns from a tomato?"
"Yes, you bastard!"
Spain quickly came up to Romano, wrapping his arms around the smaller country's waist, kissing him like the passionate Spaniard he was, rubbing his cold tongue against the entire inside of Romano's mouth.
Romano gave in quickly to the taste of Spain's tongue, mouth practically watering, before he realized what he was doing and pushed the Spaniard away with a harsh shove.
"What the hell, bastard?!" he shouted.
"I was making you feel better!" Spain smiled.
Romano blushed and looked away until the question surfaced his mind and he turned back to the older country. "Spain...why is your tongue cold?"
"I was sucking on a popsicle!"
"Sucking...on a popsicle?"
"Si!"
Romano shook his head, blushing deeply. "Whatever. Just kiss me again, you bastard."
But suddenly he stopped as a beautiful red tomato caught his eye.
"Mmm," he hummed as he picked it and brought it to his mouth.
But, as with the skipping, he stopped suddenly. He remembered the pasta he'd eaten with his brother the night before and the deliciousness of the tomato sauce that covered it.
Now he looked at the tomato quizically. "I wonder how you'd taste heated up?"
So, glancing around to make sure he was still alone, he skipped back up to the house he shared with Spain.
Upon seeing the door was still locked, he knew Spain was still at one of his various meetings.
So he put a frying pan on the stove and placed his nice, ripe tomato in the middle.
"You're going to be so delicious, mio pomodoro(my tomato.)"
Finally, the tomato seemed done enough to him.
He turned the stove off and carefully pricked the tomato with a fork.
Spain walked in just as Romano took a large bite and screamed in pain from the burning.
"Aah! Dammit, Spain!"
Spain looked incredulous, though simultaneously worried about his little Lovi. "What did I do? I just got home!"
"It's your fault my mouth burns, you bastard!"
"Your mouth burns from a tomato?"
"Yes, you bastard!"
Spain quickly came up to Romano, wrapping his arms around the smaller country's waist, kissing him like the passionate Spaniard he was, rubbing his cold tongue against the entire inside of Romano's mouth.
Romano gave in quickly to the taste of Spain's tongue, mouth practically watering, before he realized what he was doing and pushed the Spaniard away with a harsh shove.
"What the hell, bastard?!" he shouted.
"I was making you feel better!" Spain smiled.
Romano blushed and looked away until the question surfaced his mind and he turned back to the older country. "Spain...why is your tongue cold?"
"I was sucking on a popsicle!"
"Sucking...on a popsicle?"
"Si!"
Romano shook his head, blushing deeply. "Whatever. Just kiss me again, you bastard."
Literature
APH - SpaMano - The Written Word
Hey! I want to talk to you!
Why?
Because you're cute! Look, you're blushing!
I'm NOT blushing!
Yeah you are! You look like a tomato!
--
Sorry I got you in detention, bastard.
You attacked me because I said you looked like a tomato O_O
Yeah.
My head hurts.
I don't doubt it. Stupid.
Hey! I'm not stupid! :''(
Yes you are.
Mean!
I don't care.
You're still cute.
...
You're blushing!
I'm not answering you.
So cute! :-D
This is how you got in detention in the first place...want to make it twice in one day?
No.
Then shut up.
--
Hi Lovi! :-D
...why are you writing me a note when you're right across the fucking table from me?
Literature
Lies: Spamano Oneshot
Lovino Vargas watched Antonio's sulky figure trudging steadily away from his house. He slammed the front door. Hard. Dammit. Why couldn't he ever be honest? Why did it always end with him insulting Antonio? Antonio had gotten really hurt this time, too.
He threw himself onto the couch, and then got up off of it, remembering the countless of times that he and Antonio had sat on it together. In fact, everything in the house reminded him of Antonio.
Lovino picked up the phone (inwardly cringing, remembering the many times that he had called Antonio on it, usually to yell at him),
Literature
In the Garden - Spamano
It was another warm, sunny day in the summer in Spain. Antonio was asleep in his house when Lovino decided to visit for whatever reason. Why was Lovino visiting that paedo? He didn't know. Or, rather, didn't want to admit it. The younger male knocked on the Spaniard's door a couple of times. When there was no answer, Lovino assumed that Antonio was either out somewhere, or sleeping. Not wanting to burst in to find out which it was, the Italian wandered off to one of his most favourite places Antonio's tomato garden.
Lovino was always fascinated by the tomato garden, ever since he was a child working for Antonio. He loved them so much
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Just going to say, I'm tired and it's three fifty-five in the morning.
Well, hope you enjoy.
Goodnight!
Well, hope you enjoy.
Goodnight!
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XD someone get Romano a popsicle