Hetalia oneshots

Nyo!SpaMano

Lovina was laying in her bed. She was bored out of her mind. Everyone was busy, even her sorella. There was suddenly a knock at the door. Lovina was in just her bra and underwear. (Who could that-a be? ) She thought. She sighed and put a robe on. She walked down the stairs and opened the front door. "Hola Lovina!" It was Antonia. "What-a do you want?" Lovina asked in her usual rude tone. "I wanted to visit you and bring you these tomatoes." Antonia answered. Lovina looked to see the basket of tomatoes. "Come in." Lovina said. They walked into the kitchen and Antonia put the basket down on the counter. "So you weren't expecting guests huh?" Antonia asked in her thick Spanish accent. "Why-a do you-a say that?" Lovina asked in her just as thick Italian accent. "Well you uh" Antonia gestured to her robe. Lovina blushed. "Yeah I-a thought that everyone was-a busy. So I-a didn't-a bother putting on clothes." Antonia blushed too. "So you're naked under that?" she asked. Lovina blushed darker. "No you-a idiota! I'm-a wearing my bra and underwear!" Lovina yelled. "Oh lo siento." Antonia apologized. "Whatever." Lovina said. "Well I'm-a going to-a use these tomatoes to-a make-a lunch." Lovina stated. "I'll help." Antonia said. "Sure whatever." They started to make pasta. Antonia just happened to look over and saw that Lovina's robe was a bit low on her chest and her bra was sort of showing along with some cleavage. Antonia blushed redder than her tomatoes and, while she wasn't paying attention to what she was doing, cut her hand in the process. "Ow!" Antonia cried out. "What-a happened!" Lovina yelled, startled by the sudden outburst. She looked and saw that Antonia's hand was bleeding. "Idiota! What did you do?" Lovina asked worriedly. "No te preocupes Lovina." Antonia said putting her hand under the water faucet. "Non ti preoccupare?! How-a can I-a not when-a your hand is-a bleeding?!" Lovina exclaimed. She ran to the bathroom and got her first aid kit. "Sit down." Lovina ordered. Antonia sat down on one of the kitchen chairs. Lovina took out some cleaning alcohol and bandages. "This is-a going to-a sting a little." Lovina said, pouring the alcohol on Antonia's cut. Antonia cringed slightly, but tried to hide her discomfort. Lovina then started to wrap the bandage around Antonia's hand. "There all-a done." Lovina stated. "Gracias" Antonia said. "How-a did you-a even-a cut yourself in-a the first place?" Lovina asked. Antonia blushed remembering that she had been distracted by Lovina's cleavage. "Um guess I was daydreaming again." Antonia said nervously. Lovina suddenly got up in Antonia's face. "That's not-a like you. I-a know you and you don't-a usually-a do that. What-a really happened?" Lovina demanded. "I, uh, well" Antonia stuttered. "Come on spit it-a out." Lovina said. "Well I accidentally saw your cleavage and it distracted me." Antonia said blushing. Lovina's face turned redder than any tomato Antonia had ever seen. Lovina looked down and saw her cleavage. She picked her robe up higher. "Idiota" Lovina said. She started to walk back to the stove when Antonia grabbed her wrist. Lovina was pulled onto Antonia's lap. "Te amo" Antonia said, looking deep into Lovina's hazel eyes. Lovina's eyes widened. "T-ti amo idiota." Lovina replied. Antonia kissed her gently on the lips. Lovina hugged Antonia. "We should-a get back to the kitchen or the food will-a burn." Lovina said. Antonia laughed. "Si" she replied.

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No te preocupes: Don't worry (Spanish)

Non ti preoccupare: Don't worry (Italian)