Past-Part Fills Part 7
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Past-Part Fills Part Seven
Fills from past parts can go here!
Fills from the current part (part 22) MUST go in that part's post until it is full.
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When Romano found he couldn’t get home except by car or boat, both of which were too long for it to be worthwhile using them, he had gone into a sulk and, despite there being nothing in the house they could do (except that of course but when would Romano agree to that?), had sat down on the couch in the living-room.
He was now adding a long and somewhat boring string of curses to the first one, speaking them so fluently it was like he was reciting some kind of holy scripture.
Spain was used to Romano’s… colourful language and had never really been insulted by it, partially because a small bit of him knew it was more of a defensive mechanism than an offense one but mostly because he had heard them so often those curses had lost almost all meaning, simply becoming words.
And what Spain normally tended to pay attention to wasn’t words, but actions.
Now the stage had been set, everything had been prepared beforehand, tickets for the movies, reservations for the restaurant, he’d even committed to memory a couple of pages of compliments that gave a guarantee of impressing your girl(/guy) from the love god known as Google.
Now he just had to entice his cute, beautiful and sexy male lead into acting.
“Romano…” Spain said slowly, stopping Romano mid-way through a sentence damning strikers to a thousand years in hell.
“What?!” Romano said curtly and angrily.
There was a pause, one for Spain to think of what he should say - a rarity - and for Romano to hopefully calm down enough to listen to him without chewing his head off or completely ignoring anything he said.
Eventually he started, slowly and slightly tentatively (out of hidden eagerness, not nerves),
“Since it’s such a good night out and we can’t do anything in the house…”
Another pause,
“I was wondering whether you’d like to… go out somewhere?”
A long pause.
Spain automatically tensed, though not visibly.
He was used to, even before he and Romano had started going out, Romano starting up a fight when Spain asked him something like this.
He knew - or at least thought - it was because he was embarrassed and didn’t know how to channel it well - or did and wanted to channel it this way.
Naturally though, his body had set up a defence system so that it could bare the onslaught, tensing was part of that (sooo not due to nerves, not at all).
The pause seemed to last forever and then suddenly Romano got up from the couch, looking away from Spain. Spain started to say something, his voice rushed now,
“H-hey, it doesn’t matter you don’t have to if you don’t want t-“
“Fine…” an Italian voice cut in, curt-sounding and yet… pleased?
Spain couldn’t help but be fascinated, his eyes looking to the curl to see if it would show anything, sadly, it showed nothing, still it normal spiral shape, making everything even more mysterious.
“Fine?” he questioned, wondering if this was a joke, having become a bit more cautious after the ‘whatafoolami’ retort from the last world meeting.
“I won’t say it again, you bastard!” he said, still looking away.
Spain got the message though and beamed, practically jumping off the couch and almost hugging Romano until he stopped himself mid-arm stretch, knowing if he did that Romano might change his mind. So he begrudgingly stopped and simply beamed in the dark house.
“Let’s go then!” He shouted gleefully.
“But-” Romano said pointedly “there will be n-“
“No hand-holding, no hugging, no kissing, no snuggling and no calling you ‘bebé’, ‘amor’ or ‘usted es el más lindo cada vez más'. Right?”
There a pause and then an almost inaudible ‘yes’ Romano looking away from Spain again and hunching slightly, most likely out of annoyance.
Eventually they walked out of the house, Spain locking the door behind him as they walked off into the night.
Now the date, and the second experiment of the heart-shaped curl, truly began!
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Sorry this is short, it's just the other parts are going to be longer than before so yeah, hope you don't mind.
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