AN/ A drabble/songfic I wrote because I fell asleep listening to Almost Lover by A Fine Frenzy on repeat xD
Warnings: a bit of language and mentions of male/male love :D
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or the world. Oh, how I wish I could own the world... That would be awesome. I could remake Prussia! *starts daydreaming about world domination*
Almost Lover
Romano's eyes widened in shock as he heard his brother's name being moaned from those lips. He slipped out of the bed quietly, trying to wrap his mind around what had just taken place.
Spain had moaned his brother's name while he was sleeping.
Spain had a wet dream about Feliciano.
Spain didn't love him.
He couldn't stay with Spain anymore, he had to leave. Crying silently, Romano got dressed and left, calling a taxi to get home. Thinking about all of the times he had spent with Antonio and hoping that Feliciano wasn't home when he got there.
'He was probably pretending I was my brother the whole fucking time we were together, that bastard. I guess he never really loved me, I was an idiot for thinking he did.'
When he finally got home, Romano ran to his room and went to sleep, wishing that it was all a dream and that he could just forget. That night he dreamed of Spain.
You sang me Spanish lullabies
The sweetest sadness in your eyes
Clever Trick
"Romanito needs to sleep~"
"I-I'm fine!"
"Boss will sing you a song so you can sleep!"
We walked along a crowded street
You took my hand and danced with me
"Come on Lovi, it will be fun! Dance with me!"
"L-Let go of me, you bastard!"
"You have a tomato face, Lovi! So cute~ "
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
When Romano woke up, he thought about Spain and nothing else. He couldn't bring himself to go downstairs and see if his brother was home, knowing that Feliciano was the one Spain loved and not him.
When he finally went downstairs for some food, someone was knocking at the door.
"Romano! Open the door, por favor!" Spain had come looking for him.
"Leave me the fuck alone, bastard! I don't want to be fucking near you, so LEAVE!"
Romano didn't think Spain would give up so easily, but he stopped trying to get in and left after that. Romano didn't go after him.
Goodbye my almost lover,
Goodbye my hopeless dream.
AN: This was actually supposed to turn out completely differently... and longer too.
Review to tell me if you liked it/what I should work on/if you want to team up on ruling the world with me. It's my first Hetalia fic, so I'm not sure how I did. All I know is that it feels OOC xD
Thanks for reading!