The Crimson Sky

Chapter 8

~1 month later~

Romano was sitting in the living room of the base coughing his lungs out.

Spain sat down next to him and handed the Italian country a glass of water "Drink, Roma."

"I'm fine, Spain" he said, still coughing but refusing to listen.

Spain put the cup in front of Romano's lips. "Drink," the spaniard said sternly.

"Will you shut up if I do? "

"Maybe."

He took the water and drank it.

"Now I'll make you tomato soup."

"Fine" he said, not really feeling like arguing with the spaniard.

"Lay down while I go cook for you."

"I don't want to lay down."

Spain threw him a look "Lay down and drink your water."

"I can't drink if I'm laying down."

"Then recline!" Spain exclaimed, exasperated, before stomping out of the room.

Romano chuckled to himself before drinking the water.

About half an hour later, Spain returned with a bowl of soup and another cup of water.

By this point Romano was passed out on the couch.

Spain smiled and set the tray down, bending over to kiss Romano's cheek.

Romano rolled over and woke up "Did you bring me food?"

Spain nodded.

"Good."

The spaniard picked the tray up and set it down on Romano's lap.

Romano started eating the soup and grumbled a thanks.

Spain stood above the Italian quietly.

Romano looked at him "Why are you standing there?"

Spain shrugged with a blush on his cheeks.

Romano rolled his eyes and went back to his soup.

"Wait," Spain interrupted.

"What do you want you bastard? I'm eating!"

"You have a..." Spain trailed off and wiped a drop of soup from the corner of Romano's mouth, promptly sticking the finger into his mouth.

Romano sent him a death glare for doing that.

"Hmm?"

"Was that necessary?"

Spain smiled and nodded, lifting the water to Romano's lips again.

Romano rolled his eyes and took a drink of the water.

"Roma," Spain said as the smaller country drank the water, "Te amo."

Romano looked at him and mumbled something.

"Huh?"

"Ti amo a."

Spain beamed and caught Romano's lips in a kiss.

Romano kissed the spaniard back.

Spain pulled away and coughed, a smile on his face "Now we're both sick."

"That's what happens when you kiss a sick person, genius."

"And now I can kiss you all I want" he went in for another kiss.