Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.
PS I hate Spamano but this is a dare.
Romano was walking down the street with Spain. He was yet again rambling about how much everyone loved his brother. How His brother got all the attention and how living in a shadow has done so little for his self esteem.
He paused a moment, "Hey, why DO you like me?" He realized that everyone liked his brother more Except for Spain.
Spain looked at his beloved Romano, "Your so cute1 I love the way your auburn hair looks in the sun, how you amber eyes glisten."
Romano scowled, "I can't help my appearance."
"I love your voice. A sweet baritone that is just beautiful."
"Feli's singing is better than mine."
"I love how you secretly help others. You really are a nice guy if some one gets to know you."
Roman grunted in response.
"Hey, Lovi, I told you what I love about you, now you tell me why I'm sogreat."
Romano turned red, "Why would I like you!? And don't call me Lovi!"
Spain only chuckled in response. The color of Lovi's face told otherwise.
"Fine! I like your laugh. Your always so happy. Nothing I could ever do."
"Awww. How sweet. I need to tell France this. I'm Lovi's role modle."
"Shut up!. And don't call me Lovi!"
Spain gave the grumpy Italian a hug, "I love you Lovi."
` Romano turned five shades of red before responding, "Ti amo, too.Idiot."
"Hey, you let me call you Lovi. I need to tell Prussia!" Spain promptly ran away.
Southern Italy ran after him, "You better not! I know where you live!"