Christmas Presents
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Spain was worried, he hadn't gotten a letter from Romano for Christmas. The Italian always sent him a Christmas letter telling him he was a stupid bastard but that Romano missed him anyway. Spain's green eyes were sorrowful as he sipped his wine, a gift from France, he didn't even register the sound of boots advancing towards him. Of course this means he also missed the sound of the heavy front door open, the sound of bags being placed in his entryway, the din of those same boots making their way up the stairs, and finally opening the door to the room he was in. "Buon Natale Spagna" Spain's eyes enlarged as he turned and saw Romano smirking from behind his chair, which was facing the window. "Lovino? You're here? I've not gone crazy?" Spain said getting up dropping his glass of pricy French wine. Romano cut the small distance between the two of them "I though this would be a better present then a letter, Idiota" Spain's lips quivered and his eyes hone with unshed tears. "Te extrañé. Por favor, dame un beso Lovino" he whispered. Lovino smiled and gathered the Spaniard in his arms placing a chaste kiss upon his lips. "Te extrañé, también. Il mio amore Antonio" Lovino whispered as he pulled back from the kiss.
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Translations
Italian - Buon Natale, Spagna (Merry Christmas, Spain). Idiota (Idiot). Il mio amore (my love)
Spainish - Te extrañé. Por favor, dame un beso (I missed you. Please, kiss me). También (too, also)