When Romano heard rhythmic steps and joyous singing from Antonio's room from the guest room (Romano liked visiting Antonio's house, okay? No big deal...), he almost had a heart attack out of fright that he might have missed something important. Fuck, he wasn't prepared for another one of Antonio's dumb parties. The last extravaganza he thrown, Romano slept right through it. (In Romano's defense, he was sicker than a dog and wouldn't have been able to go to the party anyway.) He scurried to his room and knocked politely. Polite knocking proved that Romano was serious about finding out about what in the ever-loving shit was going on.
"Romano, I'm so glad to see you!" Antonio seized him by the waist and kissed him square on the mouth.
"What the hell was that for?" He asked, completely bewildered.
"I'm happy!" Antonio explained while he put the squirming Romano down.
"What's there to be happy about?"
"My telenovela ended well! Inez reunited with her sister Marta and-" Romano glared at Antonio.
"That's what the loud music and the dancing was for?" Romano asked in disbelief. Antonio nodded furiously, grinning like a maniac. Romano sighed and grumbled his way back to his room.
"Also, turn that damned television down! I can barely hear myself think..." Romano spat suddenly, peeking his head out of the guest bedroom before completely disappearing into the room to continue his life as normal.
A/N: I love Spamano fluff. I hope you readers liked reading this as much as I did writing it.