Spamano one shots!

Crystal Clear Little Tears

"He's crying Lovi... It was my turn last time..." A grumbly and tired Spanish male mumbled to his lover, who growled low in his throat as response. "But you still didn't go that time!" Lovino exclaimed, glaring at him in the dark, not caring that there was almost no chance he saw him doing so. "Buuuuut Loviiii! I have work tomorrow!" Toni whined, his eyes watering as he begged his husband to go and get their son, "And I have to take care of him every damn day you bastard! Go quiet him down before I quiet you down for good." The Italian threatened menacingly, forcing the Spaniard to get up with a huff.

Antonio Carriedo hadn't expected a child to be this much of a handful, maybe they should've adopted someone older. He shook that thought out of his mind as soon as it entered it, he wouldn't trade his son for anyone else and that was for absolute certain. He opened the door to the newly decorated nursery, smiling when he heard the crying halt, it seemed the child wasn't hungry, rather lonely. And by the scent in the air, dirty as well. Toni changed his son's diaper, humming a soft tune to make the child feel better before he dressed him in his cozy pajamas once again, swaddling the baby to make sure he was warm before he carried him back to the room he shared with his husband of seven years.

Lovino groaned as he heard his husband re-enter the room, since he was back so early that could only mean one thing, "You brought the baby?" He grumbled, raising his head from the fluffy pillow below him. Toni blushed a bit, rambling on about how he had clearly just been lonely and that he didn't have the heart to leave his own son alone in the room when he wanted to be with people. Lovino rolled his eyes, sitting up and reaching out, "Let me see him." There was a few seconds of hesitation before Toni slowly passed his husband the baby. Lovino looked down at him, sighing softly, "You'd better hope he falls asleep soon bastard, or it's you that'll be staying up to fix his sleeping schedule tomorrow night." Lovino growled, pulling the child close and murmuring how dumb his Papa was for bringing him to the bed. Antonio didn't even flinch at his husbands words, he only smiled, enjoying the sight of his two loves together.

"Dammit!" Toni cursed, getting up out of his spot in the bed for the eleventh time that night to go and get his crying son. Lovino hadn't been lying when he had said it would be him to fix their child's sleeping schedule if it got messed up when he was brought to their bedroom so late at night. Antonio walked into the room, sighing softly as he picked up the baby boy, hushing him and changing his diaper, "Move idiot." He suddenly heard from behind him. He watched with wide eyes as his husband took their child, a blush on his cheeks as he rocked the baby to sleep, pulling the Spaniard back to bed. "You owe me." He growled halfheartedly.