Spamano one shots!

Teach Me

"I'm not sure how to do this..." 
The small Italian males voice cut through the silence, and he looked over to his 'friend' the man that had raised him so far stood behind him, laughter in his eyes as he snickered. 
"You'll be fine Lovi, I didn't spend all of those hours teaching you for nothing." 
The small boy with the curl that seemed to defy gravity sneered as though he were about to make a comment before he gave in and sighed, "But Toni... I'm scared..." He murmured softly, not wanting to be weak but not sure of how to be strong. 

"Oh come on Lovi, I'm right here." Toni said calmly, shooting the boy a small smile that lit up the room, and the Italian looked to him for the first time with a look of trust before he jumped off the edge. 

*SPLASH* 
Water sprayed every where as the Spanish male broke into laughter as the grumpy little Italian boy resurfaced from the water below, the warm chlorine cleaned water glistening beneath him. Toni then jumped after him, laughing as he jumped straight off of the high dive the Italian had just jumped from, smiling even as he hit the water below. 

Lovino was completely awe struck, he was completely fine, no harm had come to him just as the older male had promised. 

Soon enough Toni surfaced as well, laughing as his head broke through the water, "See Lovi! You're alright, I would never let my little man be hurt!" And even with the nickname he hated so much having rolled off of the man's lips Lovino couldn't help but let a small smile grace his lips, "Now you can teach me more." 

It had been years since that day, and still the human personification of south Italy lived with Spain. 
"Lovi! Come on, we're going to be late and I promised Francis we'd be there!" 
The Italian groaned, he didn't want to have to drag home a drunk Toni, but if they went to this dumb party it would surely happen. "I never agreed to this you bastard! Go without me if you wanna go so bad!" He argued, crossing his arms as he sat on the couch, unmoving. 

"But Loooviiiii! It won't be fun without youuuu!" The older male complained, whining as he flopped on to the couch and began to annoyingly rub at the Italian, who growled as response. "I'm not going you stupido Idiota!"The Italian screamed making the Spanish male flinch before sighing, giving up as he walked to the room to get ready. 

To say the Italian felt bad was an understatement, he felt terrible for making his partner feel bad, but really this party wasn't his idea of a good time. 

After a few minutes of sulking he finally got up and walked to their shared bedroom, opening  the door with a sigh before walking up behind his partner and wrapping his arms around his waist. 

The Spanish male turned around and looked at him, surprised when he found soft lips against his rather than his cold eyes staring at his. The time it took to kiss the Italian back was record length, and the Italian couldn't help but smile he had caught him off guard just as he wanted. 

Before he could think Toni found himself pushed back on the bed with a purring Italian above him, "Teach me how to make love Toni." 

And that ended any thought of even leaving for the party that night for a certain Spanish man.