This was originally a fill for a request on Hetalia Kink Meme(LJ), but I found out it had already been filled after almost finishing this. xD Figured I might as well finish and post it anyways.
Lovino looked in the mirror while he was in the bathroom and grumble when he noticed his hair was severely out of place. He glanced at his hairbrush sitting on the counter and picked it up, "Antonio!" he yelled as he left the bathroom, grumbling as he walked to the living room where the Spaniard was sitting on the couch.
Antonio looked up from his seat and smiled at the younger nation stomping towards him, "¿Sí, Lovino, mi querido?"
"Brush my hair!" Lovino pouted and pushed the hairbrush into the other's hands.
"Sí, sí. Sientate~" Antonio chuckled lightly as he motioned for Lovino to sit in his lap. The Italian plopped down rather roughly, crossing his arms over his chest.
He started brushing the back of Lovino's head, taking small sections in his hand and combing through them gently, "How in the world did your hair get so tangled, Lovi?" He smiled as he continued to brush Lovino's hair. He almost didn't notice Lovino shiver when he had begun to brush the long curl with the rest of the Italian's hair, "Are you cold, querido?" Antonio leaned to look at Lovino's face and noticed he was blushing profusely, his hands covering his mouth to keep from making any noise. "Is something wrong, Lovi~?" he asked, pretending not to know what was going on (the Italian had been with him for years, of course he knew what that hair was~).
Lovino tightly shut his eyes, "You idiot! You touched my hair.."
"¿Qué?" Antonio raised an eyebrow, "Pero.. You told me to brush your hair, Lovi." He smiled to himself and brushed the strand again.
"A-ahh!" Lovino shuddered, "Stop i-it, a-asshole!" he choked out, Antonio still brushing at the curl, causing the Italian to squirm and moan in his lap.
Antonio chuckled and whispered into Lovino's ear, "What is wrong, querido? I am only doing what you asked me to," he kissed at the squirming young man's ear, "Aw, Lovi! You're so cute. You look like a little tomato~"
"Stai z-zitto.. Jerk.." Lovino moaned (completely against his own will), trying to get the strand of hair from the brush, only making it worse, "L-let go, Antonio!" he started to beg (also against his own will).
"Pero, querido. You look too adorable~" Antonio kissed Lovino's cheek as he tugged at the brush again.
Lovino inhaled sharply and quickly moved his hands from covering his face to covering his crotch. He turned his head to look at the Spaniard just as the brush was taken out of his hair, "D-dammit, you idiot," he grabbed the hairbrush from Antonio and stormed out of the living room while the older nation merely smiled after him.
"Argh!" Lovino threw the hairbrush back on the counter and grumbled something about never letting the Spaniard brush his hair ever again.
Spanish
**Querido; Dear/Darling
**Pero; But
**Sientate; Sit
Italian
**Stai zitto; Shut up