Hello guys! This is my first fanfic, so I hope y'all like it!
Disclaimer: I do not own the amazing hetalia or all the sexy characters.
It was a mid-summers day outside, the breeze and sun being perfectly evened out for the perfect weather. A certain Spaniard had just finished picking tomatoes outside, when hearding his beloved enter their house from a long days work, woke up from his siesta. The Spaniard jolted up with his basket of ripe tomatoes in hand and ran to the house with his usual smile on his face, now sweaty from being outside picking tomatoes outside in the sun.
"Mi tómate!" The Spaniard howled down the large windowed house painted shades of green and blue. He spotted his beloved, opening the door with groceries and keys in his hands.
The Spaniard rushed to his lover and gently took the groceries, careful not to crush them.
"Geeez! I can do it my self, tomato idiot!" The Italian, named Lovino, blurted out. He was stopped from a forceful and hugging Spaniard, by the name of Antonio, squeezing him tight with the same grin on his face like he always had when his love came home. "I-Idiot! St-Stop hugging me and get away!" Lovino blushed, being hugged and pet by Antonio, who was saying words if love into his ear softly.
"Lovi~ I've missed you, do you know how lonely it is without Mi tómate?!" He chuckled watching Lovi's blushing reaction.
"W-Well maybe you should've waited longer then!" He hurriedly removed himself from Antonio and attempted to rush to the door and leave, that was his plan at least. But he was stopped by a hand from a certain idiot holding his wrist, not letting him go anywhere.
"Tisk,Tisk,Tisk, Lovi! I'm not letting you go anywhere!" He said before cupping Lovi's face in his hands. Quickly and suddenly, the Spaniard kissed the Italian. Both of them blushing like idiots in the middle of their house, kissing. Lovi pulled back quickly after regaining his senses during the flushed kiss.
"T-Tomato bastard..." Lovi pouted with a blush on his face.
Then an idea hit Antonio! He quickly acted on the thought, knowing it was a good idea. Building up all his courage in milliseconds, he reached up as to fix Lovi's hair, but to Lovi's surprise, he reached for the curl sticking out of his head.
Having the curl in his hand, he twirled it in between his thumb an first finger, enjoying the response from the now red Italian.
"Ch-Chigi.." Lovi blushed, bright red now, his knees wobbly and clutching the Spaniards arm, squeezing it tightly for support. Which Antonio returned.
Antonio continued on, pulling and tugging the curl now very harshly. Having flushed and yelped responses from his action, he decided this was the perfect time. He kissed Lovi passionately, holding the curl in one hand and his lovers lower back in the other, pulling them as close as humanly possible.
Breaking the heated kiss and gasping for breath, a trail of saliva connected their mouths together, like a thin spider web. But being broken when they went at it again. Antonio let go of the curl after licking the ends and making the Italian gasp. His goal was compete, using the curl to give Romano a little push to help him was just what they needed right now. What everyone needed.
authors note: o I hope all of you liked it! There's going to be more chapters, I'm sorta just starting off right now XD please review!