"Tomato Bastard..." You're boyfriend Romano, growled as he escorted you from yet another night filled with tomatoes from Spain's house.
You smirked, "Ah let it go there Lovi."
He rolled his eyes but gave a small smile. "But he's-a annoying Tomato bastard Bella." He murmured and you giggled.
"Ah you-a love him. Don't-a lie."
"Whatever." He muttered and you giggled again.
"Don't-a laugh." He said as his face turned red and you kissed his cheek, (and even made it more red in my opinion.)
His face scrunched up and he hid it with his hands.
You kissed them both and his ears were now red as well!
You let out another laugh and he glared at you through his hands.
"It's not funny." He moaned and you chuckled,
"It-a is. Especially when your face is as red as a tomato." You murmured and took his hand, before walking back down the street to you and his home.
You gripped his hand and he looked down confused.
"You're-a idiota. But I-a love you Lovi." You giggled and pulled him close to kiss him.
As always, he kissed back, but pulled away suddenly.
"It's-a not my fault you fell for idiots you-a know." He muttered and you chuckled and ruffled his hair, careful of his curl of course.
"Oh I-a know. It's-a mine. And I've never been happier." You said and he blushed before pulling you closer.
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Hetalia! ~Country X Reader
RomanceCollections of little love stories that involve you and a certain country.