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Tomato Soup :SpainXReader: //Tomato Soup//
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"ACHOO!" You sneezed and groaned, head falling back against the pillow in defeat. Your nose felt like it was going to explode, your eyes itched, and your throat felt like someone had raked a bunch of nails down it.
"Why can't this cold end yet
? I want to breathe
!" You whined in a nasally tone, closing your (e/c) eyes and pouting a bit.
"Lo siento, mi querida
some tomato soup shall make it better, si?"
Antonio Carriedo, your boyfriend, smiled brightly at you. His loving green eyes were filled with affectionate concern, slightly curly chocolate brown hair looking as soft as ever. His heart melting Spanish accent made your heart flutter, even now when you were sick in bed with a cold.
" You mumbled as you took the steaming bowl of creamy red liquid and spooned a
Heat Waves *SpainxReader*It was so damn hot out.
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You sat in the town park, a book in your lap and your back against a tree. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, beating down on your (h/c) head. Your body was sticky with sweat, and your white shirt and (f/c) shorts clung to your body. You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and tried to concentrate on your book again instead of the kids in front of you that were playing with water balloons and hoses. It would be so nice to join in, but not only were you not just going to go up to them, but you were wearing a white shirt that would almost disappear if it got wet. Not to mention your book was just getting to the very climax, and surely even the heat couldn't even stop you from reading?
As your eyes fell back to the pages, your mind began to wander back to why you were out here in the first place. A couple of hours ago, you had been in your air conditioned house, sitting in front of a fan and reading your book. It was icy cool in your house, the fan blowing y
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You snapped your phone shut with a sharp click
Somehow, your best friend Antonio had managed to persuade you to go to a fancy dance with him. It wasn't like a date or anything, or so you kept trying to convince yourself, it was just a friendly invitation, right? No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't help but be nervous. Mainly it was because you were crazy about your friend. I mean, what girl wouldn't be? He was kind, funny, charming, and, face it, he was the hottest guy for miles...
You shook your head and walked to your closet to find a dress to wear. He wouldn't like you anyway...you were just friends...
The second thing that made your stomach flip when he had asked you was your terrifying fear of crowds. You had a serious case of claustrophobia, and he knew that. Still...
"C'mon! I'm sure if you just come to the party and enjoy yourself, you'll be fine!"
You shuddered, remembering his words and pulled out a simple short black strapless and went to change and get ready.