Dere.. {Hetalia} (SpaMano Fanfic)

Dere...

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Spain was sleeping on the couch deeply. He was out yesterday drinking with his best buddies, France and Prussia and returned home extremely drunk. And he came home around ten in the morning.

And it made Romano angry.

Speak of the devil, Romano was standing behind the couch, grinning evilly while muttering "Dere" every now and then. He was also up all night planning how to punish Spain for making him feel lonely last night.

And no, he didn't cry last night. No, not all...

Anyway, after washing away the drops of sweat coming from his eye, a mischievous thought comes to mind. It was too good to ignore,

Romano looked at Spain's neck. He grinned wider. "Dere.." He chanted.

Romano suddenly ducked down and sucked on Spain's neck. When Romano finished, a kiss mark was left on the Spaniard's tanned skin. Spain stirred, but did not woke up.

Romano's grin stretched even wider. He chuckled darkly while muttering "Dere".

"Dere."
"Good luck, Tomato Bastard."

Romano left the room, excited for his plan's results after his lover's sleep, grin still visible. "Dere......dere..".

Spain sighed in his sleep happily. "Tsun...." He muttered.

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A break brought to you by McDonalds.

The place where gives you free Diabetes.

"Hell yeah! 'Murica!"

"Bloody wanker! This is not our story! Het back here!"

Now back to the story.

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Spain stretched his arms. He had a very good sleep from his partying last night with his friends France and Prussia. He smiled at the wild memory.

That smile fell when he realized that he had forgotten about Romano.

"Romano!!!! " Spain called out.

Romano relaxed himself. Now that Spain's awake, his plan must go smoothly. He did a few deep breathes and was trying to control himself from grinning. Now that he had mastered his second phase if the plan, he walked out from the bedroom.

Spain was checking if Romano is inside the shower room. When his results were negative, he slowly (and nervously) made his way into the kitchen.

Romano caught Spain making his way towards the kitchen, immediately, he called out his name.

"Oh, tomato bastard, you're finally awake. You damn drunkard."

Spain froze when he heard Romano's tone. No doubt that his lover is really peeved. He slowly turned to face Romano.

Romano saw the kiss mark, and again breathed deeply, trying to control himself from smirking or grinning. "I see you had fun last night." Romano stated emotionlessly. He mentally praised himself for being calm and cool.

Spain tried to smile, "A-ah, s-si Romano. I-"

" What's that on your neck?" Romano furrowed his eyebrows. He fisted his hands, to make it look like he's truly mad. Spain confusingly looked at himself with a mirror nearby. And in his reflection, he saw a kiss mark. His eyes widened. He again faced Romano nervously and waved his hands around assuringly, "N-no no, you got the wrong idea! I-I'm sure it's just a silly little mosquito bite! I don't even remember making out with someone last night! I-"

Spain froze. He made a mistake.

'Maybe I didn't remember making out with someone because I was too drunk! Oh no.' Spain thought, horrified.

Romano smirked mentally. His plan was going well. In fact, better than he expected! He still managed to appear mad. He crossed his arms and faked a defeated sigh. He then managed to look like he was heartbroken. "I see....was it some lady, Spain?

Spain immediately wrapped his arms around Romano, burying his face on his neck. Romano tried to escape his tight embrace. "No! No! No! I would never cheat on you!"

"You just did you damn bastard."

"Waaa! Forgive me Roma! I swear! I would never cheat on you! It's not like what you think it is!" Spain cried.

Romano grinned evilly. Spain didn't notice, he was to busy begging for Romano's forgiveness.

'I am not thinking anything at all...' Romano thought. This was another cool and smooth plan. He have more coming...

"Dere..." He muttered.

Spain was crying nonstop on Romano's shoulder. He sobbed continually. "Hic - sob - I swear!"

"Dere..." Romano muttered.

Spain did not stop.

And it was starting to get annoying.

"Hic - Tsun... - hic"

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