7 Minutes In Hetalia (Hetalia Fan-Fic)

7. A Tomato >Spain<

This is dedicated to xllX_Marie_Xllx.

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You reached into the hat and felt something squishy. You took it out, and it was a bright colour of red.

It was a ripe, red tomato.

You took a bite out of it and looked around.

"Ah, mi corazon~ You got mine," Spain said, smiling.

You rolled your eyes and smiled back, walking towards the closet. Spain walked in, and America closed the door, starting a timer on his phone.

"Ah, mi amor~" Spain purred in your ear.

"Oi, Spain~" you played along, putting your hands on his chest.

"Belleza, vos sos tan hermosa como un tomate," he smiled.

"I can't understand what you're saying, my love," you said.

"I called you beauty then said you are as beautiful as a tomato," he smiled, kissing your neck once.

"Gracias, Spain," you said, moving your hands up from his chest and wrapping them around his neck.

He kissed your neck once more.

"I've always liked you, NAME," he said.

"I've always liked you, Spain the Boss," you smirked.

He kissed you on the lips this time, slowly and passionately. Then, he released your kiss and gave you little mini-kisses around your face, then down your neck. You put your legs around his waist, and he held you up. He kissed your lips again, and your fingers intertwinded in his hair as you kissed him back.

The door opened with America on the other end.

"Seven minutes are up, bros," he said, wide-eyed at you two.

"Yea right," you smirked at him, closing the door with your hand.

What else happened, I must not say if I want to keep this PG rated~ Let's just say that it made the others in the house have to leave immediately because of the noise you were making. Who knows? Maybe, you were playing chess~ (snicker snicker)

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Thank you so much for helping out with translations, Aomine_is_babe !!

What did you think? Rate, comment, like. I love my Spain ^^ That's why this one's the most "active". (words used by Sam) Ask who you want, and you shall receive. Ve~!