Hetalia Fluffy Stories

Simply Fluff~ Spamano

I'm feeling fluff, but dun feel like doing actual story stuff, so Imma just do this~

     "Hey, Romano!" Spain called out from his room.

     Romano grunted, "What do you want, tomato bastard?" He yelled back.

     Spain sighed and came down the stairs. "Romano, are you planning to sleep down here again?" He asked, slightly annoyed.

     Romano turned on his stomach as he laid under three or four blankets. "Yeah, what about it?"

     Spain rolled his eyes. "But Romano, you don't even use your room anymore. It's practically empty!" Romano did not respond. "Why do you sleep down here, anyways?"

     Romano blushed. He pulled the blankets over his head. "No reason." He mumbled through the layers.

     "Romano~!" Spain whined. His head started to hurt. It's late, and a lot happened during the day. Romano didn't say anything. He sighed; he didn't feel like going back upstairs, so he crawled onto the couch next to the smaller italian.

     "Wh-wh-TOMATO BASTARD WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?!" Romano squealed as all but a single blanket fell off the couch and Spain brought him into a hug. 

     "Romano, I'm tired..." Spain mumbled as he rested his chin on Romano's shoulder. 

     Romano blushed his signature tomato-blush from the contact. They stayed like that for a while, and Romano relaxed after some time. "Hey bastard..." Romano mumbled sleepily.

     "Mm?" Spain replied, already half asleep.

     "You wanna know why I don't use my room?" He asked. Spain didn't say anything, but he nodded his head a little bit. "Well," Romano started, and his voice grew softer 

"My room doesn't smell like you, and I can't sleep without it..."

Yee, short floof X3