Spain x Reader: Spark Fly

Looking at the mirror of your bedroom you checked yourself one more time. Brushing your hair the fiftieth time just to make sure it was perfect and finishing your production with your favorite lipstick on you were happy with the result.


Putting your heels on and puling your dress down a bit you were ready to go visit Antonio, Feliciano and Lovino. You were related with the macaroni brothers, so of course you would spend Valentine's Day with the trio you grew up with.


You always helped Antonio to handle Lovino, even him grew a bit sweeter when you were around. Strange as it seams you were the only one the angry Italian would heard.


Remembering how you felt in love with the Spaniard at the first time you saw him. That sun kissed skin of his, his rough hands for working all day at planting his precious tomatoes. Just to feel his perfume you couldn't think straight anymore. And those eyes of light shade of green that sparkle more than spotlight. You sighed.


Today you would confess your love to him somehow. Repeating the confession in your head just to get more confidence. You couldn't bare to hide your feelings anymore, every time he touched you the cheeks of yours would grow a shade of red and your heart would skip a bit.


Giving two knocks on the door you were immediately received by the Spaniard that leaded you in.  


- Mi Hermosa! I'm glad you came! – He happily said.


- Oh, Antonio! Of course I would come! So, where are the macaroni brothers? – You asked noticing just the two of you.


- They are out, Hermosa. Haven't I told you?


"No, you haven't!" that thought cross your mind. You found yourself suddenly tensed. You two were alone in his house? What was going on? Maybe he liked you too? Snapping you from your thoughts his hand hold yours gently, pulling you towards the front door again.


There is something that I want to show you, mi querida.


Heading to his red mustang he opened the passenger seat to you. He took you into the square where people were chilling the Valentine's Day. The cheerful  crowd were dancing trough the music of a Spanish guitar and they were clapping hands. Girls were charmingly hiding their faces with beautiful fans.


Antonio bought one for you and happily pulled you trough the crowd. Yu weren't a good dancer, and insecurity started to grow in your heart. Knowing that the Spaniard placed a hand I your waist leading you trough.


The firsts steps were bad, you stepped on his foot a lot of times. But he didn't care. Holding you a bit closer he said something in your ear.


- In dancing we have to trust our partner. You don't trust me, Hermosa?


- Of course I do trust you Toni. I'm just nervous.


- Just that? Than why don't you let go and fell the song?


Doing what he told you, starting to feel the beat of the song you felt your body getting loose. You followed his steps and got really better. You were having the fun of your life there.


Antonio pulled you into a less crowded corner, placing one hand at your wais and the other on your cheek you heard the most beautiful words.


- (name), te amo! – He said at you shyly with reds cheeks almost burning.


- I love you too, querido!


With that you crushed your lips together, placing a hand on the back of this neck you tangled it with his dark brown locks. He placed both hand on your hips pulling you toward him. It became more passionate and hotter when his tongue asked for entrance. He didn't let a single spot untouched of his new territory.  


When you finally broke up to start breath again fireworks started to illuminate the whole sky above you.