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Primer Beso (Spanish) - First Kiss

Primer Beso;

i. Innocent [Romano's Expectations]

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Romano picks a medium-sized freshly harvested tomato from his fruit basket (read: tomato basket) and bites on it, relishing the flavor that immediately exploded in his mouth. With steps so light its practically springing, he trudges his way to the pantry where dozens of glass jar containing different types of pasta are neatly placed. He's on a relatively good mood today, so he decides to entertain himself even further by arranging and re-arranging his pasta collections. Maybe he can arrange them by name, then by size, and then by the amount of time that they need to be cooked, and of course, he will also arrange them according to his most liked up to the least. Although that will probably be impossible because all of the pasta deserve his recognition.

As he does so, he finishes his tomato snacking and lets his mind wander to a fantasy place that will soon be turned into a reality.

Romano is quite obsessed with the fact that America, the subject of his daydreaming, is an oblivious idiot who knows nothing about romance. He has a child-like mindset that always strive to have fun. Well, he's technically young for a nation so he's probably just as innocent as he appears to be.

That said, if they will ever have to step forward, it's all up to Romano to guide him all the way. He has to take the lead in this relationship, and that is such an easy feat for someone like him—a true Italian to the bone.

The half-nation takes the jar of Filini and puts it beside the Fusilli while making a mental note of restocking it soon. And then he picks up the jar of Fettucine and places it between the Farfalle and Filini. He lets out a satisfied grunt. Now, onto to the next letter.

Thinking back, even though he's very bold at wooing a girl and is always brazen when asking for a kiss, he still gets embarrassed when the treat is given to him. But he supposes that with America, he has no choice but to act dominant and toss away all his bashfulness. He just has to prepare his heart. And anyway, what can even go wrong? After they have had the first kiss, everything will just naturally fall into place.

Right, if we're talking about first kiss... Romano hums, losing his focus as he stares at the jar of Garganelli.

The first thing he'll do is fly to America (the place), of course. The distance is troublesome but not entirely disheartening, he's traveled far too many times to be bothered by it now. And maybe, he'll bring the potato-loving bastard's Kübelwagen with him. Veneciano has done modifying it the other day so if he ever sees England and his troops on his way to America, he can run away fastly without a problem.

And then, after arriving at America's house or office, which both are probably as enormous as the rumors say, he'll go straight to him and declare his intention without beating around the bush. Surely, the superpower nation will be surprised. And then, he'll take that opportunity to demand the kiss that he deserves.

America will probably laugh at him with his cheerful and boisterous laugh and will say something like, 'Hahaha! Romano, you're energetic again, today! Nothing less from the hero's lover!' And by all odds, he's going to give Romano a peck on his left cheek and proceed to do it again on his right cheek.

Huh, the innocent bastard. He smirks, knowing all too well how the superpower nation will conduct himself.

Needless to say, Romano will snarl at America for giving him a greeting instead of a beso. And then the superpower nation will offer him a questioning look, unaware of the error of his action. He probably will go 'Ehhhhh?' and he'll pout and tilt his head in a way that makes him fucking adorable and Romano will forgive him that very instant.

America is going to need to learn the proper way to give a kiss—a genuine and actual kiss shared by lovers. And to do that, Romano will demonstrate it to teach him.

Romano will look at him with eyes full of adoration, like he's a treasure with great value - or a pasta with great quality. And then he'll travel his gaze all over his face and finally lock them on America's eyes. He'll be mesmerized then, because the superpower nation's eyes are twinkling and sparkling as if they are dusted with stars. Then, he'll touch his cheek, as gently as he can manage so as to not disturb the unusual silence that will linger between them.

America's face will be tinted pink and he'll give Romano another inquiring look laced with a bit of shyness. Then Romano will close the distance between them and will place a soft kiss on his lips. Only a chaste, at first, - like an antipasto - just enough for their lips to have contact with each other to let him have a taste of what will come. Then he'll look back on the other's eyes to see his reaction. And he'll smile because it's exactly what he anticipated.

Romano opens his jar of Alphabet Pasta and picks up the letter A. He outlines it with his fingers, realizing just how lovestruck he has become.

At any rate, as delicious as an antipasto is, it's only a starter for a full course menu. So after the chaste kiss, the real kiss will finally come. Romano will press his lips to America's for the second time while ignoring the sparks that will ignite just from them meeting again. He'll carefully start to nibble his lower lip and coax the superpower nation to move along with him. They will close their eyes and let their lips communicate. After a while, Romano will move his hand to rest at the back of America's head as he savors the tingling sensation when the latter touches him back.

Then, in that moment, Romano will lick a stripe on America's lower lip to pry them open, giving him a tiny bite in the process. America will gasp, but will comply as Romano leisurely strokes his tongue inside. It will feel heavenly, for sure, as their heated tongues finally meet. And then they will move their lips according to their instinct, with Romano ultimately quenching his thirst and desire for the other. It will not be an unfamiliar deed for the half-nation, but if his partner is America, he just knows that it will be an entirely new and different feeling.

Subsequently after satisfying their hunger for each other, they will break the kiss and will move apart from each other with only a little space. Their foreheads will touch and their breaths will mingle, and America will be lost for words because he will be impressed and fascinated and most of all, starstruck with the way Romano just kissed him. And then, as enthusiastic as he is, he'll plead for Romano to do it again.

'As you wish, my Bambino,' will be Romano's reply to him and without further ado, he'll kissed America again.

While holding his jar of Calamarata to place it next to Anellini since their shapes are close to each other, Romano releases a content sigh. That's it. His vision is perfect, that's how their first kiss is going to happen. All he has to do now is to confess his feelings to America so they can officially be lovers. Surely, everything will follow through, right?

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Notes:

Kübelwagen - Germany's car / Antipasto - Italian appetizer / Bambino - Italian word for baby / And then all the other Italian words are type of pasta.

A/N: This is just part one of a three-shot. Next will be America's expectation.