So I feel like writing something with more variety for once, but I have no ideas, so~
Comment with a 5 + 1 list and I'll write a drabble about it! Include the name of the characters, the ship (if applicable), and a general rating to go along with it.
eg. five times Kaworu made Nill flustered, and one time it was reversed.
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aliceinouran Nill
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He really hates hearing that tone of Spain's. That tone means that he wants him to do something, which means he has to refuse, which means they have to argue, which means he has to put up with Spain moping until he can think of some sort of compromise that doesn't trouble him more than the slightest bit.
It's a very irritating cycle.
Romano stands in the kitchenette and waits, and sure enough, Spain peers around the doorway a moment later, and his expression brightens at the sight of the other country.
"Oh, Romano, there you are! Listen, I'm going out to do farmwork today, and I came to ask if you'd help me--"
"No."
Spain's face falls for a moment. "But, you don't even know what I'm--"
"No."
Romano scowls and looks intently down at the pot of pasta he has boiling in front of him. Defeated, Spain sighs and starts to drag his feet back towards the front door.
"D-- damn it, wait."
Puppies wish they could look as eager as Spain.
Romano puts his master skills of avoiding eye contact into practise, and pretends to be stirring his pasta. "... What the hell do you want me to do."
"Oh, not much!" says Spain happily, sensing an opportunity and diving for it. "All I'm going to be doing is gathering tomatoes from one of the fields, anyway!"
After a long, long moment of deliberating, Romano slowly puts down his wooden spoon, lifts the pot off the stove, places it over to the side, and takes his apron off. "Fine," he grumbles. "I'll do it. But only," he quickly cuts in when Spain's mouth opens, "because you take too long to do it, and there's not enough tomatoes in this damn house. N-not for you, or anything, alright? I'm doing this for me."
"Of course, of course."
Romano hits him anyway.
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Italy lives in fear of Romano's Look.
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He'd better, that Look is followed up with Bad Things.
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