435. The Flavours of Aphros Meme

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The Flavours of Aphros Meme

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Spain | Axis Powers Hetalia | OTA

[si_espana]

"Rolling" a 2 for the awkward.

[dam_stijl]

[He can smell Spain - since when could he smell Spain, anyway, and since when did he give a fuck that the guy smells...really good.]

[Weird. He shifts and ducks his nose into his scarf.]

And rolled a 9, just because haha

[si_espana]

[Spain shivers. He doesn't know where the chill is coming from but there it is. They're outside, Spain's invited himself over with an excuse to look at Ned's garden, but it's not that cold of a day. Either way, he's feeling cold. Hands slip into the pockets of his pants and he looks up at the taller Nation beside him, trying to ignore it]

Your garden looks nice!

[dam_stijl]

[It's actually a pretty nice day, for this time of the year. A really nice day. A little bit of sun to warm his shoulders and a little bit of a breeze ruffling his hair, as much as it can be ruffled. It feels great outside, enough that he's noticing it more than he normally would.]

[He glances over at Spain and frowns, puzzled because even the moron's voice sounds decent today. And he kind of looks decent. Maybe.]

Thanks. Takes a lot of work. [Sends over a glare even though he assumes that'll fly right over his head.]

[si_espana]

I bet! [And that glare does fly over Spain's head as he beams up at the other Nation. Ned's always glaring at him though, so this isn't really anything new] Is there anything new?

[There's a breeze and another shiver blasts through him. It's really strange and he wonders if he's coming down with something. Oh dear, that cannot be good...]

[dam_stijl]

[He's stuck looking at that smile for a moment, then shakes his head to get himself back to normal - and gets a full whiff of Spain's scent instead.]

[Whatever was said right there is lost to him.]

What're you wearing, anyway.

[It's gotta be some fancy cologne or something, there's no reason for Spain to smell so - to smell like that. He notices the shiver, but shrugs it off for the moment.]

[si_espana]

Huh? [That's also a strange question. Since when does Ned ever care about what he's wearing? Cluelessly, he looks down at what he's wearing: a light jacket, a shirt and jeans. Nothing special. Green eyes wide with confusion look up at the taller Nation again as he answers]

Clothes...?

[dam_stijl]

[Huffs and pointedly looks away, rubbing the back of his neck, damn those eyes are green.]

I meant the smell.

[si_espana]

That smell? [He goes ahead and checks, sniffing at his shirt, even his armpits] Is it bad? [He knows he showered before he came here...]

[dam_stijl]

[He's not even looking, or else he'd have a snitty comment about that, somehow.]

It's not. At all.

[Pouting. So. Hard. Damn you Spain, stop smelling so great.] Just thought ya had somethin' on.

[si_espana]

Oh.

[Blinks, then looks around at the garden]

Are you sure it's not the flowers?

[dam_stijl]

It's not.

[That comes out way too harsh and way too fast, to his ears. He's hoping Spain won't notice that.]

[si_espana]

Hmmm.

[Sniffs at his shirt again]

[Then shivers. Again]

[Sighing, he tries to check his temperature, placing a hand to his forehead. As if that is effective]

Ay, am I getting sick...?

[dam_stijl]

[Finally looks back over and frowns, stepping closer and batting Spain's hand away, avoiding skin-to-skin contact as much as possible.]

Lemme check.

[si_espana]

Okay...

[Shifts so Ned can check in however way he thinks is best]

[dam_stijl]

[This is way too close - he steps back and reaches forward all at once.]

Fuck - [He whips his hand right back, feeling...awkward. Chalks it up to Spain probably having a fever or some shit.]