*...(with bold)...* - actions (simple movements, you get what I mean...)
*...(without bold)...* - Countries P.O.V.
//...\\ - Time skip
(...) - Countries quick thought
[ A/N ] - A/N (authors note)
~...~ - Countries dreams (or Countries dream P.O.V.'s)
= ...= - flashback (it will be slanted too)
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*Philippines POV*
As soon as we got to Mexico's house, Mexico was half asleep, and Spain was plucking random strings on his gitara.I parked on the driveway, instead of the garage. I shook México, who instantly sat up looking alert.
"Hmm? Huh?" he said.
"Wake up Kuya. We're here."
"Oh... Okay...." He said, his eyes were a little droopy, but he still got up and out of the car. Spain was already out of the car, and tapped on the trunk for me to open. When I did he got his stuff, and handed Mexico his stuff. Mexico hesitated on grabbing the bag, but took it. I got out of the car and followed Mexico and Spain...
'In some ways... Mexico and Spain can be alike, but Mexico hates Spain....' I thought to myself.
Mexico stopped in front of his front door, and was going through his pockets to find his keys. While he was doing that, I looked at Mexico's house, looking at how big it was, and how simple and beautiful it looked. But I remembered when I told Mexico of this, he just told me it wasn't...
=flashback=
"Mexico! I swear, every time I come to your house, it's so beautiful!" I said to Kuya Mexico.
"Hmm? What are you talking about hermanitia(1)? It's not beautiful, it's like any other simple looking houses around here..." Mexico said as he was opening the door into his house.
"I know but-! To me it seems really simple and beautiful!!! And you said you weren't into good-looking houses!" I said to Mexico.
"Uh, uno(2), you said 'simple and beautiful,' not 'good looking.' And I still don't understand what makes my house seem so special?..." Mexico said.
"I don't know! It just does! *laughs*" then I ran to him to give him a hug.
Mexico kinda hesitated, but hugged me back. His arm went around my waist, while the other arm had its hand on my head, and Mexico pulled me a little closer to him, making me blush a little, but enough to where he didn't see the blush on my face.
"I did say that I like simple things... But with the windows in the back... it's too big, and kinda shows too much of my house... but otherwise... it makes it have a good view of the morning sun when it rises..." he muttered, loud enough for me to hear.
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Mexico doujinshi
Fiksi PenggemarMexico and Spain meet at the world meeting, arguments are thrown, maybe even fights. But as Spain tries to recreate their brotherly bond with Mexico, will Mexico be able to forgive him? And will love bring them back together?... Or more than just br...