Hetalia kink meme (
hetalia_kink) wrote2012-06-03 02:47 pm
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Hetalia Kink meme part 15
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hetalia kink meme
part 15
hetalia kink meme
part 15
Ahh yeah that is the super duper delayed Christmas reveal for 2009 LOL...just found the time to finish it now...
clean wallpaper version HERE
clean wallpaper version HERE
Choice of pairing, Grooming each other
(Anonymous) 2010-10-23 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)I could go for a few different pairings here, my favorite being N. Italy x Germany. Romano x Spain, Finland x Sweden and Austria x Prussia are also welcome.
Nights Like These [1/2]
(Anonymous) 2010-10-26 06:16 am (UTC)(link)They’re the only flimsy justifications Romano has to hold on to, to explain why he’s let Spain in under the hot water with him. To explain why he kept the shower door open for a little bit longer than he absolutely needed to. But Romano holds onto his flimsy justifications anyway, the same way he holds onto his wallet and his validated-only-if-he-has-to bus tickets (it’s a useful thing, being able to tell which citizen is a ticket collector in disguise). But clinging to something tightly doesn’t mean it’s true, and Romano is a little less than tired as he lets Spain run sure fingers through his hair, mindfully working around that one strand.
If Spain wants to baby him, fine. Fine. Romano knows full well that he is capable of doling out more than enough punishment if Spain thinks that washing Romano’s hair in the shower (plenty of soap, both hands, slow circles, roots to tips) equates to some display of power. Of ownership. Of being The Boss, and if Spain thinks Romano’s a dependent little boy in a dress again, Romano will shove Spain’s skull against the faucet and leave.
Spain doesn’t think any of these things as he carefully brings Romano’s head forward, as he massages the suds out of Romano’s hair, as he makes sure to keep the water out of Romano’s eyes. His intentions are nothing but stupid (not pure, exactly, but definitely stupid), because Romano can wash himself, thank you, he’s been doing it for centuries. But.
But it feels nice.
And Romano knows Spain knows all of that, even the part where Romano is tempted to shove him back against the hot tiles and storm off (he won’t. He only likes having the option. It infuriates him that Spain knows about that too). And even though he knows it, Spain continues to do as he pleases, turning off the water and reaching his arm out into the cold air for a towel, because this is something for him. And because Romano knows the options are there for him, safely waiting in the wings, paths he’ll never take but could have, he goes along with it.
Spain doesn’t do it very often, and Romano does it even less often back. But there’s something about being cared for, and something else about caring for, that catches Romano’s breath enough to silence even his token protests when Spain leads him out of the shower. The towel is warm and soft, and so are Spain’s motions. And since Spain’s helping him, that means he gets to watch Spain drip all over the floor for five minutes and harp at him about making a mess later. It’s really win-win, which is why Romano always starts smiling right around the time Spain stands to pat his hair dry. Spain never sees the smiles with the towel in the way, which would be perfectly fine with Romano, except he knows Spain knows about them anyway, in that annoying way of his (seeing the details, never the picture, moron).
Once they’re dry they move towards the sink. Spain opens the medicine cabinet. Romano used to draw the line at Spain brushing his teeth because really? But then one night Spain had asked him if he was tired, and all of a sudden there had been mint instead of an answer rolling off Romano’s tongue, and despite his better judgment Romano had gotten used to it. He still doesn’t know what is so appealing about cleaning his teeth, but Spain’s reflection in their mirror always looks so full of concentration while he’s doing it that Romano keeps his questions to himself (‘He probably just likes putting things in my mouth,’ Romano thinks, ‘pervert,’ and the wave of self-righteousness restores his balance).
Nights Like These [2/2]
(Anonymous) 2010-10-26 06:20 am (UTC)(link)Romano stops coughing before they are done with the bathroom, which is a small blessing. His toothbrush goes back into the cabinet, although Spain’s stays out, waiting. Romano waits too while Spain fetches the hairbrush, although his wait will be shorter because on these nights Romano’s routine takes precedence over everything else. As it should.
Spain continues to hum, no tune that Romano can remember. And in the bright light and steam of the bathroom, naked and standing, Romano falls asleep to the feeling of fingers in his hair (was it Spain who had a thing for that or… Romano has already forgotten which came first, the massages or his weakness for them). His last thought is how he will later justify Spain having to carry him to bed.
Or maybe that’s a lie.
Maybe Romano’s last thought is that he wants Spain to carry him to bed, to tuck him in on the right side. To walk around the mattress and settle between the sheets on the left, where he belongs (because the right side is Romano’s, it should be obvious why you idiot, hey get off no it’s not cute get off stop it!). Maybe.
Spain’s fingers smell thoroughly of expensive hair products by the time he’s done combing through Romano’s hair with his fingers, hairbrush abandoned long before, perhaps never even used. But that’s alright; he won’t say a word to anyone else about the trouble Romano goes to to look nice, or how he breathes so deeply when he’s relaxed. Or what aftershave he buys or how he prefers his shirts folded, because Spain knows those things too, for the same reason he knows exactly how long it takes Romano to get ready for bed.
Well. To get ready for standing in front of the mirror. For leaning against Spain, in front of the mirror, asleep, and Spain’s glad a thousand times over this isn’t the first time he’s done this because one wrong move and Romano will be awake and irritated instead of asleep and (in Spain’s eyes) angelic.
Romano frowns in his sleep and Spain breaks his humming to sigh, content.
He holds Romano in place with one hand while hurrying through the motions of his own nightly routine, eager for bed. Nights like these, Spain reflects, are his favorite.
Silly LJ, character counts are for kids! I mean. Hope you don’t mind the short or the Spamano, OP!
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(Anonymous) 2010-10-26 12:09 pm (UTC)(link)OP
(Anonymous) 2010-10-26 02:06 pm (UTC)(link)Author Here
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(Anonymous) 2010-10-27 03:26 am (UTC)(link)Before I write anything else, let me just say I want to stamp that on a t-shirt and wear it forever, oh my god. XDDD
This is fill is just amazing. They way you write Spain and Romano's relationship is absolutely perfect. Their interaction and the mood of the story was so sweet and intimate throughout, but then it keeps getting interrupted by the most hilarious side notes. It's not really Spain or Romano until they exhibit a healthy amount of fail, is it?
If you don't de-anon and post on LJ or FF.net so I can put it on my favourites/recs instead of just bookmarking this, I will cry, I really will.
Author Here
(Anonymous) 2010-10-27 05:59 am (UTC)(link)But! I would have doodled you up a MS Paint mock t-shirt thing, anon, but I strangely felt too bad to. Like 'no, country of Spain and the people who live there, I don't really feel this way, it's just a character's voice!' So I'll leave that shirt to your imagination, but I'll tell you that I'm happy you liked the line because I liked writing it.
Oh wow, thank you so much! Sweet but silly, yeah, that's more or less what I think these two are. And fail, naturally. And gah, I don't want to make you cry anon, but I want to keep some of my stealth so how about a compromise?: I won't link anything here, but in a week I'll link the entry in my journal to the spamano comm. I deanon to my LJ about 95% of the time, heh.
Re: Nights Like These [2/2]
(Anonymous) 2010-10-27 03:32 am (UTC)(link)SuFin fill this way~
(Anonymous) 2011-03-07 01:57 am (UTC)(link)