A/N: Ok so I had to re-upload this because I didn't have it in the right POV so I am so sorry to my readers. Please don't be mad at me.
The Spanish Casanova.
Dark!Spain X reader
It all started when I was taken out by my friends the Vargas brothers to celebrate finally completing school.
They took me to the normal bar that the three frequented together. Of course Feliciano insisted that he and Lovino would pay for everything. I was at the bar drinking a fuzzy navel and enjoying the Italian brothers company when I happened to noticed someone sitting at the back of the bar. I could see his bright green eyes from where I sat and just knew that he was staring at me.
I didn't know how long I sat there staring but suddenly Lovi stuck his face in front of mine. This of course made his gravity defying curl tickle my nose. I snarled at it just a little and leaned back.
"What Lovi? Why are you trying to make me sneeze with that curl?" I exclaimed
He gave you a disbelieving look and said "You have been staring at that damn Spaniard for the last two minutes. Trust me _ you don't want anything to do with THAT Bastardo. Believe me when I say that he is nothing but trouble. He usually dates a girl for a while and then she will show up heart broken and depressed one day looking for him."
"How could anyone do that to the poor girls!" I exclaimed
"Ve~ that is what Lovi and I are always saying about that man. He pick up his girls here and a few other places close to here. We never see him with out his buddies around him. This is unusual for him to be here alone." stated Feli looking kind of worried.'
"Shit! Here he comes over here. What the fuck does he want?"
"Hello there bella dama. What is someone as beautiful as you sitting with these two pitiful Italians for." stated a suave Spanish accented voice right behind me.
I turned around and just sat there and started at him with a look on my face that said 'are you really going to try that line on me.'
"It just so happens that these two 'pitiful Italians' as you put it are my best friends and we just so happen to be celebrating so why don't you just piss off."
This made all three of them just stare at me for a second. The Spaniard looked taken aback, poor Feli looked as if he might be in shock and after a second Lovi looked at me and grinned like he was glad that someone finally knew how to stand up to an asshole like the Spaniard.
The Spanish man quickly recovered and gained his suave look back and grinned at me. "then perhaps another time hermosa. I would really like to get to know you better." and with that he turned to walk away but stopped and turned around and said "My name is Antonio by the way. Antonio Fernandez Carriedo."
He rolled his r's in his last name and although I hated admit it but that just made his name sound like a pleasure moan during sex. This of course made me blush. Luckily he was too far away to notice.
"What ever." I stated looking nonchalant about his name even though his voice alone was making my insides do flips.
"Wow _ I don't think I have ever seen anyone turn him down and him still try to flirt after the fact. You might want to be careful." stated Lovi worriedly
"Your probably right Lovi. Its probably a good thing that I don't usually go clubbing with out you guys."
Both of the Italian nodded their heads at the same time with slightly worried looks. They looked at each other and when they looked back their curls almost snagged each other.
"Uh. Guys. You might want to watch your hair or switch sides or something. Cause I am not getting the knot out this time. I still remember what happened the last time I touched the curls. Neither of you would look at me for a week afterwards."
This made Feli blush and Lovi start to sputter curse words. I just laughed as they listened to me and Feli moved to the other side of me to keep the curls from crossing.
As he walked the rest of the way to the door he peered over his shoulder at the young _h/c_ haired _e/c_ eyed beauty that sat at the bar. She intrigued him. Usually when a beautiful woman turned him down he walked away but he just wanted to see if taming this wild one was even possible.
Usually he backed away from a challenging woman and yet something about her just screamed at him to claim her as his own. Hmm maybe he should stay away from this one. Those kinds of thoughts were dangerous for a member of the group known as the bad touch trio. If Gilbert and Francis heard him they would probably want to smack him and push him on the first pretty woman that they happened to pass.
However knowing those two they already had their plaything for the night or the week, whichever they decided on by how much fun they had.
I on the other hand, was not interested in anyone but that fascinating woman he had just seen in the bar owned by the Nordics. This was his favorite bar to frequent and so he knew most of the regulars. And yet the woman had known her way around like she was a regular but he was sure that he had never seen her before.
Suddenly Antonio stopped and cursed. He didn't even think to get her name.
