( Spamano story, if you don't like yaoi or this couple please read something else other than this, thank you . )

It was a snowy day, Romano was walking on the snow , making crunchy noises, "Goddammit!" He yelled out, "I wish Spain could have picked me up other than letting me walk over to his stupid ,damn, house!" He continued to walk through all that snow just to get to Spain's house.

~Meanwhile with Spain~

He was getting ready, but he couldn't find the basket of tomatoes he was suppose to give to Lovi! " Oh no!" He stressed and then he gasped, " The puta , Prussia , probably took my tomatoes away so he won't let us have our anniversary! " He frowned a bit, " He was always jealous of us... Oh , what can I do now? ". Spain wanted to make this day special , he just wished it could at least be a little better than last year.

Ding! Dong!

"Ciao, you bastard! Open up!" Romano was calling from the door. Antonio eyes widened, and he got up, trying to hide that nervous tension. He quickly opened the door. " H-Hola Romano!" His voice couldn't stop making those words stutter. Romano shrugged those words off, and , let out a small smile. " Ciao idiota. " He walked in , leaving some snow on the floor from his boots. Spain wrapped an arm around the Italian's neck, smiling ever so softly. " R-Romano I'- " "Why do you'a keep stuttering'a? " He interrupted Antonio's sentence. Spain tried not to do anything foolish, so he set Romano on the couch. "I'm not stut-stuttering Lovi! I-I'll get the movies!" He ran to the cabinets.

Lovino frowned a bit, thinking to himself, He's nervous about something.

Spain stuck the movie inside the TV, nervously sitting next to his lover. He tried not to make eye contact , but Lovino always had a worried expression towards Espana. He grabbed his hand, but also setting a rose onto Antonio's fingers. "You'a know I love'a you'a, si? " Spain's eyes widen, and smiled a bit. " Si. " He replied with no stutters. " Then'a why do you keep acting like you're'a nervous or some'a shit? "
Spain frowned a bit, and sighed so he can be confident. " I forgot those tomatoes Lovi.. The ones I promised to give to you on our anniversary. " Lovino frowned even more, but let out a small sigh of happiness. " I don't'a fucking care about those tomatoes on our anniversary Antonio. " Spain smiled a little , "You don't? " He replied. " Si... Besides'a , You'a are the only one I care'a about, idiot. " The Italian hugged the Spaniard tightly, hiding his blushing face in his chest. All Antonio did was smile and hug him back.

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