"Spaaaaaain," Romano crooned from his spot on the bed. Spain glanced up from his book to find Romano already nestled under the covers and peering at him from over the edge of his pillow. He couldn't help but smile a little- despite how silly he looked, with his hair tousled, eyes squinted, and nightshirt wrinkled beyond the means of ironing, Romano looked as wonderful to him as he had the day they had met.
"What?" And Spain smiled in return, pushing himself up to a sitting position.
"...bring me hot cocoa pleeeease?" He scooted toward Spain, rolling over onto his back and resting his head in Spain's lap. He was acting like a child now, but he knew how easily Spain could be swayed.
"Come on, aren't you a big boy?" He pinched Romano's cheek gently, and he squinted at Spain again, traces of a smile on his face without one actually being there.
"Pretty please, Spaaaain?" he teased, walking his fingers up Spain's chest and touching his chin. "It's awfully scary for a boy to be out on his own so late at night..."
"Out of bed? Maybe for a Chibi Roma, but you? Nah." He laughed softly, glancing at the clock- 7:04. "And it isn't even that late."
Romano paused for a moment, looking thoughtful, before his pillow came down on Spain's head. "Get me cocoa," he said again, giggling now. "I tried 'please', so now I'll try this!"
Before he was able to get another swing in, however, Spain had already armed himself with his own pillow, setting his book down on the nightstand. "Now come on, you didn't even let me prepare! It's hardly a fair fight," he said, bopping Romano on the head with his own pillow. And before long they were laughing and giggling, rolling around on the bed and whacking at each other with pillows.
"Stop, stop!" Romano cried, giggling loudly. "I cave, you win!"
Spain suddenly rolled atop him, pinning him to the bed with an earsplitting grin. "You're fun," he said, chuckling. "You know that, right?" He bent down to kiss the other boy, his lips meeting Romano's gently, and before long the two were entangled in each other's arms again, laughing and kissing some more.
"How does this always happen?" Romano asked, kissing the tip of Spain's nose lightly.
"Beats me. But I can't say I don't enjoy it," he said, arching an eyebrow. Romano only giggled softly this time, reaching over to the bedside table and shutting the light