((A/N Okay, warning here, I suck at Spamano, but I will write it anyways because you're not my real mom. A lot of the prompts I get are from HalloweenZombie, so go check her out if you haven't already!))
Romano was lying on his stomach, watching TV whilst he completely ignored the disaster scene he should be cleaning behind him.
If you're wondering how this mess came to be, it started out as a broken lamp that Spain had asked Romano to clean up while he went shopping.
Now it's a broken cabinet, surrounded by books scattered around, some pages ripped out, and two broken lamps. All because Romano tried to clean up the original mess.
Romano didn't care, though. Spain could clean it up. Just as he heard the door open, though, the power went out.
"Spain? Is that you?"
Romano carefully got up and made his way to the door, blind as it was dark out and, obviously, there was no light.
"Spain, you idiot, this isn't funny!" Romano whimpered as he ran into a wall, knocking something over. He looked down the hall and saw a tall silhouette of a man that he prayed would be Spain.
"S-Spain? Is that you?" Romano whimpered again, starting to tremble as he grabbed his broom.
He glances at the clock, realizing that Spain was supposed to be back more than 20 minutes ago.
"W-Wait... You're not Spain... What did you do to him? Where is he?" Romano exclaimed worriedly.
He had to protect Spain, that was obvious. He rushed toward the tall man and started repeatedly hitting his legs with his broom.
"Give- Him- Back!"
That's when he heard the familiar chuckle and looked up to see Spain's vibrant green eyes, illuminated for only a moment by a car driving by, the emerald orbs definitely twinkling with amusement.
Spain laughs and scoops up the smaller male.
"See? I knew you actually cared about me!"
Romano wiggled in his grip and slammed his fists against Spain's chest, cheeks red, not that anyone could see. "Shut up, tomato bastard! And put me down!"
Spain grinned and tossed the squirming Romano in the air, causing him to squeak before he catches him.
"But you were so worried about me just a minute ago, surely you want me to hold you now!"
"Don't throw me in the air like that, you idiot! Put me down right now!"
Spain laughs and pecks a kiss on Romano's forehead, eliciting a squeak and a blush from a now silent Romano. Spain grins and sets him down, grabbing a flashlight and turning it on, the light shining on the mess Romano made.
Spain just sighs.
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