"Romano!" Spain called after the boy who was storming out of the house. "I bought you tomatoes!"
"Dammit!" Romano yelled to himself. "Why does he always have to be here? Doesn't he have his own damn life?"
Just minutes ago Spain had told him "Te quiero," or "I love you."
"Damn pedophile. He realizes it's pedophilia, right?"
And that's exactly what he'd said to his brother, Italy Veneziano, last night.
"It's not pedophilia!" his brother responded in the all too happy tone he always had. "We're countries, so it's different for us!"
In the Garden - Spamano by FluffyFlaaffy, literature
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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
Spamano: Tangled In The Sheets by Shadow-of-Sins, literature
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Spamano: Tangled In The Sheets
Lovino would always give in to Antonio's pleads that he share his bed with him for the night. Every night was the same; he resisted, he insulted, he scoffed and he cursed. But in the end he was in that same bed, Antonio's chest pressed against his back with the Spaniards arms around him.
Lovino loved it.
The Italian stirred in his sleep uncomfortably. He suddenly felt restrained, a feeling that he despised. He placed his hands on the sleeping Antonio's chest and pushed himself up, but he didn't get very far.
"Moron," he hissed, throwing Antonio's arms off of him. He tried to get up again, wiggling his feet to try and kick the taller man, b