"Ugh!" Romano groaned, leaning against the brick wall of the grocery store that Spain was currently shopping in. Romano had refused to go in because he didn't want to waste his energy walking all over the store while Spain searched for stuff they didn't need. He flipped open his cell phone and dialed Spain's number. "That tomato bastard's been in there for thirty minutes! What is taking him so long?" Romano said as his ears pinned themselves to the sides of his head. Romano put the phone to his ear and listened to the droning sound of the ringing.
"Hola! Soy España! Deja un mensaje después de la señal, ¡oh! y aquí es un amuleto de buena suerte! Fusosososo-" Romano groaned again, his tail twitching unhappily and ended the call. 'Where is he?!' Romano thought, gritting his teeth angrily and hissing lightly.
"I want to go home dammit!" He turned around and kicked the wall.
"Eh?~ Why are you kicking the wall? What has it done to you?" A familiar Spanish voice said. Romano's ears perked up and he quickly turned around and glared at the Spaniard.
"What took you so long tomato bastard?" Romano asked puffing out his cheeks as his tail thrashed about. Spain laughed and poked Romano's cheeks playfully, to which Romano swatted his hand away.
"Aww... Don't be like that Lovi.~" Romano blushed lightly at the nickname Spain had given him.
"Wh-whatever! Let's just go home!" Romano stormed his way over to Spain's car and got into the passenger seat. Spain said that this was wise since he was older and Romano was not as experienced with the Spanish roads. (i.e. Spain knew of Romano's driving and wished to keep himself, Romano, his car, pedestrians, animals, and the streets intact.~) Spain smiled and went to open the trunk of his car so the groceries could be placed inside. After that was done, Spain happily got into the driver's seat, buckled himself up, and began driving.
After a few minutes, Spain heard Romano sigh in exasperation. "Is something wrong Lovi?~" Spain asked, keeping his eyes on the road.
"You drive too damn slow..." Romano huffed. Spain chuckled lightly.
"That's the speed limit, besides, we're almost home.~ Don't worry.~" Romano huffed again and sank into his seat, but sure enough, after a few minutes, they pulled into Spain's driveway.
"Finally." Romano groaned and got out of the car, walked around, opened the trunk, and got two of the four bags that were in the trunk. "I'm getting two of the bags!" He called over to Spain, who was just getting out of the car. He looked over and smiled brightly at Romano.
"Gracias!~ I really needed your help!~" He smiled again, walking over to the trunk and grabbing the two remaining bags. Then, both of them walked over and sat them down on the front porch of Spain's large house. "You know what Lovi?" Spain asked. Romano turned to look at him questionably.
"What?" Romano responded.
"I'm really glad that you're here.~" Romano blushed.
"W-where did that come from?!" Romano exclaimed. Spain just smiled and patted Romano's head, unbeknownst to him, he brushed his curl. "Ch-chigi. You s-stupid idiota…" Romano muttered as he blushed a deep red. Spain gasped and pulled back quickly.
"Ah! Sorry Romano!" Spain exclaimed. Romano looked down blushing, his ears folded back and his tail spazzed. "Are you okay?" Spain asked softly.
"D-do I look okay to you idiota?!" Romano yelled looking down, blushing and trembling.
"I'm so sorry Roma!" Spain exclaimed. He looked at Romano and thought about how cute he was when he blushed like that. Without thinking, he unconsciously leaned forward and placed his lips on Romano's.