Request: RedSpots-Chan :: SpainxReader- Pasts

He filled the churros with as much sweet cream they could hold. He knew how you liked your sweets. As he felt two small hands grab his apron, he set down the cream pump and picked up the small body.

"Si ________?"

"When is Feliciano coming back? I miss him."

Spain gave you a soft smile. It hurt him to say, bu Feliciano was no longer "his." He was in the arms of Austria, who also took Romano. Luckily Spain was able to keep you, but you were just a child country so you did not fully understand, "war territory."

"I'm sorry he may not be back for a long time." and he set you down.

"What? Even Romano?!"

"Si."

You gripped the bottom frills of your dress and looked up to the larger nation.

"But that is no fair! I have no one to play with now! And your BULL DOESN'T count--!"

As you were yelling, Spain had grabbed a churro and stuffed it in your mouth- of course calming you down and giving you a pink face from the gesture. As you gnawed on it Spain smiled pervertedly.

He grabbed your body, hugged you tightly and nuzzled your face.

"Ah~~ But you can always play with me anytime ________!~~"

And as if Romano was there in your spirit, you acted like him by grabbing Spain's hair and jerked it back while saying, while trying to hold back a smile, "No thanks you PERVERT!"

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You were now a "teen" country. Watching as Spain nuzzled the now older "teen" Romano.
Spain was able to get Romano back and he was still as weak as ever. You liked your brother back.... but he stole all your attention.

"V-IAY-YI-YI! Romano! That hurt!" Apparently Romano pulled Spain's hair again.

"Damn BASTARD! I'm older now so you can't Rub my cheeks anymore!"

'Guh...' is all you thought.

Romano was your Brother and Spain was your boss... and you cant have a relationship with your boss but....
that didn't mean the you didn't want one.

"______!! Rub her cheeks for a while!" You then felt a tight grip around your shoulder as Romano hid behind you.

"Hehehe! Fine!~"

"Wh-what?!" Is all that could escape your lips before 2 large hands hit the side of your face.

"Wow~~ they are a lot softer than Romano's!" Spain rubbed your cheeks between his large hands that almost covered your whole face. His hands were rough and large due to his gardening and battles but they were strangely comforting.
By this time, Romano had gotten behind Spain snickering at your reddening face.

"Do you like this ______?" Spain asked due to the fact you were strangely quiet.

"N-no!" And of course-you were lying.

"Ah~~ But your face is all red!"

"Well.... stop!!" But Spain's grip didn't relent. Instead Spain put his cheek to yours and rubbed his head up and down.

"Mmm~~ no gracias!"

You couldn't take it anymore.

"I said stop!!" And you found enough force to push your boss back about two feet as tears welled in your eyes.

Romano was surprised as much as Spain. Actually, more surprised due to fact he knew that you liked Spain-- the whole reason he hid behind you.

"______?"

"Don't worry about it!" And you stormed off into your room.

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*knock knock*
It was 10 minutes ago
*knock knock*
and he was still at your door
*knock knock*
10 more minutes pass
"You have to let me in."

"You will just play your mean game!" the game he was unaware of what he was playing- his game of heart tease and manipulation.

"Qué?" *click --KLIK*
And he was in your room. Oh, his key.

"Get out.""What game mi niña? Cheek rub game?"

"No... get out."

"I promise I wont rub your cheeks anymore..."

Okay there were two things of that sentence that disturbed you:

1. That would never happen.
2. You didnt want him to stop

"It's not that..." You were starting to feel horrible, he always did so much for you- and here you were, yelling at him... just because he paid attention to Romano. Someone who he hadn't seen-like in forever.

"Hmm? Then niña... what's wrong?"

You wanted to tell him how you were jealous but that couldn't happen. It would be too awkward for you. So you said what you were saying all this time:

"Please leave."

Spain finally gave in. He smiled a sad smile.

"Okay... but you can talk to me when your through.... si?" And he closed and locked your door.

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You debated to enter his house or not.

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"WHAT DID I DO YOU TWO?? Was I just not a good friend?? Was it---" Spain's voice was drowned out by water flowing into his mouth from his hair- soaked from the pouring rain. He was crying so hard ten feet away from you and Romano,you two... shoulder to shoulder, watching as your childhood hero broke down because you two were no longer his territory. He friends... his reason to go home.

"I'm sorry...." You whispered as you grabbed Romano's hand for support. Romano and you then said in unison, one last time before you walked away from the body that fell to the ground crying....

"I'm sorry."

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You grabbed the area of your shirt above your heart. 'Okay...' You thought. 'It's been two weeks since that day... It will be okay.' and you pushed open the front door.

You remembered when he would pick you up, right when he walked through this door, right when he got home.

You remembered the smell of his hair, the way it smelled fresh and like the earth.

You remembered the smell of the churros he would make, just for you- no one else- and he would tease you when you asked him to feed it too you- when you opened your mouth for a taste. The sweet cream or chocolate- he filled them to the brim, just because you wanted them extra sweet and filled.


The house was all dark- but you knew your way. You walked into the first room of the house- the living room where you saw the man you were looking for- sitting in a chair-face in hands- lifting his face from them, watching as the figure, he raised and had come to know and fall in love with, walk toward him. He held himself from crying.

As you walked toward him you remembered something that would always be with you. When you were younger, you wanted HIM to be your first kiss, so in your teen years, he kissed you. To him it was a "friend" kiss, but to you... it was so much more.

He felt the warm body hug him, resting their head on his, pulling him closer as he leaned back in his recliner. He closed his eyes in their collar bone, as their right knee was placed by his left hip.

You placed your head on his, smelling his earthy hair- the smell you had come to fall in love with. Your elbows around his shoulders- you hands to the back of his head. You closed      your eyes and adjusted your body to sit in his lap, and cover all his front.

As you hugged him- you heard the voice you loved- choke out some words.

"I miss you."

You dug your face into hair and whispered back:

"I know... I'm sorry."