Chapter 15: Spain X Romano
"Where the hell did all these turtles come from tomato bastard," Romano deadpanned.
"You know, I'm not really sure where they came from. They just kind of popped up one day and I didn't have the heart to throw them out," Spain said looking at him.
"I feel like every time I come here they have multiplied," Romano said pulling one off his head gently.
"Well I mean, you're not wrong," Spain said petting some that had crawled into his lap.
"Anyways what did you want me here for," Romano asked.
"I was wanting to tell you I'm in love with you and I want you to be my boyfriend," Spain said looking him dead in the eyes to show he was serious.
"No, I can't," Romano said looking away.
"Why not," he demanded.
"Because we don't fit!"
"Why don't we fit," he snapped.
"Because you're you and I'm me," Romano cried turning himself away from him insecurely.
"What's wrong with you, being you?!"
"I'm aggressive and insult you all the time! I'm mean and bitter! I can only make pasta and I can't fight as well as everyone else! I cry too much, I'm useless when it comes to cleaning, I can't get along with everyone, I sleep too much, I…" he rambled.
Spain cut him off with a kiss. Romano froze and his eyes widened like dinner plate. Spain cupped his face with his left hand and petted his hair with his right. Romano couldn't make himself pull away from him. He could only sit there like a statue as tears kept spilling down his cheeks. He didn't even know when he had started crying. Maybe it was when he had started blurting out reasons he was no good for Spain, or maybe is was when he was kissed. Hell, it could have even been right after Spain had confessed. Spain pulled away slightly and rested his forehead against his.
"Everything you said are the reasons I like you so much. They make you who you are. Who you are is who I love," he said softly.
"I don't know what to say," he sniffled.
"Say yes," Spain urged.
"Yes,' Romano said quietly.
"Yes?"
"Yes, I'll be your boyfriend. Yes. Yes Spain. I love you too," Romano said blushing.
"That makes me so happy," he smiled relieved as he hugged him tightly.
"You're always happy," Romano snorted.
"Well I'm the happiest I have ever been in my life right now," Spain said brightly.
"Stupid. There's no reason for you to be that happy. Shut up. Idiot. Stupid things that come from people's mouths make me sick," Romano fumbled blushing.
"I don't think it's stupid. You don't think so either you're just being shy," he sang.
"I'm not shy you bastard," Romano cried.
"You're shy," Spain insisted kissing him again.
He pulled away from him smiling after a moment. Romano covered his mouth with the back of his wrist. He looked away as he blushed not wanting Spain to see. Even though they both knew Spain could totally still see him blushing. Spain grinned at him then tugged him into his arms. Romano blushed harder as his face was pressed into Spain's chest and Spain started petting his hair.
"You're just so cute Romano," he cheered.
"I'm not cute. Dumb bastard," he complained meekly.
"You are cute. You're just in denial about it," he laughed.
"Shut up and hold me quietly you dumbass," Romano complained.
"Alright alright I'll stop for now," Spain laughed.
"Quiet," Romano snapped.
Spain laughed and continued to pet his hair as he cuddled him. Romano snuggled into him a bit. They both eventually fell asleep in each other's arms. Until they work up when they were getting overheated. They saw the swarm of turtles all over their bodies.
"THEY MULTIPLIED AGAIN," Romano screeched.
"HOW CUTE," Spain cheered.
"BASTARD DO SOMETHING BEFORE THEY SMOOTHER US!"
"BUT ROMANO THEY'RE SO SWEET AND CUTE!"
"I DON'T CARE JUST GET THEM OFF OF US BEFORE THEY SMOOTHER YOU FUCKING BASTARD," Romano yelled shaking him.
"Fine," Spain pouted and started shooing them away.
The others he plucked off of them and placed them on the floor.
"Spain. You really need to do something about your turtle infestation," Romano deadpanned.
"NO! THEY HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG! I LIKE THEM!"
"THEY ARE OVER RUNNING YOUR HOUSE!"
"But Romano they're cute," he whined hugging him and hiding his face into his hair sulkily.
"We'll build them their own house to stay in. It can be in your back yard," Romano gave in.
"Yaayyy," Spain beamed.
"Idiot. You're lucky I like you."
"I am aren't I," Spain beamed.
Romano rolled his eyes. What the hell did he just get into? But he wouldn't have it any other way. Even if his boyfriend was like the damn sunshine and horded turtles. He loved him anyways.
Spain and Romano are so cute! So are turtles! I love turtles! I hope you enjoyed this chapter as well! I'm trying to catch up on my stories now that I have a break from school for a short while.