Shovelling Through Shit

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When the dinner was over, and almost everyone was gone, there was only Spain, Portugal, and America.

"Your friends are so cute, mijo. You should bring then over more."

America just chuckled softly. "I'm glad you like them."

"Oh, sí, especially Russia. I think you made a good choice with him," Spain sighed and rested her face on her hand, which was supported by her other arm.

America damn near choked on his spit, "...What?"

"I said I think he's a good choice. Muy respetable y guapo~"

America flushed, "Mamá, I swear it's nothing like that. We're friends. We just became friends not too long ago."

Spain hummed, "Well, people fall in love all the time. It's not uncommon for relationships to just happen, sometimes. As long as you work at them, it'll be worth it!"

"MAMMAAAA!" the American screeched, "Russi and I are only friends!"

"And that too," she said, ignoring him, "the little nickname you give him is so sweet, mijo. I think you two would be so cute together."

America groaned. It was just in one ear and out the other with spain, wasn't it?

"Whatever Mamá, I'm heading out."

"Fine, but gimme a kiss, cariño," Spain pouted.

America sighed and pressed a kiss to his mother's cheek. As soon as it was over, he was already at the door, opening it, and leaving.

"Adiós Mamá, te amo!"

"Hasta luego, mijo! Te amo!"

And the door closed.

Portugal leaned on the door frame behind her, and smiled, "Maybe you're a little too hard on him with all that romance talk? He's only a kid."

"Nunca. He needs a good push, more encouragement. You know it too, that they're good for each other."

Portugal sighed. No arguing the lady, that's for sure.
Instead, he went up and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close and setting kisses on her cheek, down to her neck, each one leaving the skin tingling; and she let herself succumb to the touches with every gently placed peck. The lips ghosted over her shoulder, but it was instead his tongue that darted out to meet the soft, flushed skin.

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A/N: sorry it's short, but that's why I'm uploading two today.

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