Hetalia: Oneshots and Imagines

Spain x Reader: Mornings

Bright rays of sun filtered through the glass windows of the home. Birds chirped as they nursed their little families.

Inside the home however, were two lovebirds wrapped in each other's arms. The young lady's frame was snuggled against her partner's; whose strong embrace prevented her from leaving the safe haven.

Her body moved a bit, trying to make herself comfortable. This woke up the man, as his eyes began to flutter open.

After stretching a bit, Antonio's large hand caressed her cheek, lips sealing a kiss on her forehead.

"Mi amor." Toni cooed, running his thumb over her soft cheeks. Peridot eyes stared at the sleeping figure before him.

"Toni." (Y/n) mumbled, eyes still closed.

"Yes?"

"Please stop." A soft chuckle vibrated from the Spaniard's chest.

"Why not, querida? You look so cute when you're sleeping."  She frowned a bit and opened her eyes to reveal tired (e/c) orbs.

"I'm not cute." He chuckled once again, kissing her lips.

"Whatever you say, amor." His hands moved on to her soft locks of hair, playing with them. She buried her head in his chest again.

Toni continued to comb through her hair, until his hands slid south, stopping at her sides. He gave an experimental little tickle, which caused her to pout. His fingers moved faster, tears and pelts of laughter coming from (y/n).

"Stop! Toni stop!" He stopped and beamed.

"God, you're awful."

"But you love me right?" Toni questioned, his green eyes twinkling.

"Si," (Y/n) gave her boyfriend a little kiss on the nose. "Te amo."

Antonio kissed her again, muttering four words in her ear.

"Yo también te amo."

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Translations:

Mi Amor: My Love

Querida: Sweetheart

Te Amo: I Love You

Yo también te amo: I love you too

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First oneshot of my new book! Woohoo!

I'm sorry if the Spanish is not very accurate. And for the cliché plot.

Spain does not belong to me.

Enjoy!