Singing along with your iPod loudly, you danced around your apartment as you worked on your chores. Cleaning was never as boring when you were goofing off.

You made your way around the living room, straightening different items, dusting the furniture, and vacuuming the carpets. Once you finished in there you went into the kitchen, grabbing the cleaner from under the sink. The kitchen was no fun to clean, but it had to be done. So with a sigh, you started wiping down the countertops.

Halfway through the job, a cute love song started playing and you dropped what you were doing to waltz across the tile floor. You held your hands in the air, pretending that you were dancing with a handsome man.

Your eyes slid shut and a soft smile appeared on your face and you twirled around the room. At the end of a spin, a solid figure filled your arms and began to dance with you.

Your eyes popped open and you stared in shock at the smiling man who spun you away from him only to bring you back up against him. You felt your jaw go slack and you couldn't even begin to comprehend what was happening. The song ended and the man just continued to hold you, beaming down at you.

"You dance very well, chica."

"OH MY GOD!" Spain blinked down at you with a confused expression and tilted his head to the side.

"Is it that rare for you to get complimented, chica?"

"I-I…You're Spain!"

"Why yes, I am," he said, chuckling. "But you can call me Toni. May I know your name?"

"(N-Name)."

"What a lovely name!"

"Um, thanks. Why don't you seem concerned about being here?" Toni tilted his head again.

"Should I be? Are you a serial killer?" You smacked yourself in the face and groaned. This guy was too cheerful for his own good.

"Not even close," you told him, watching as he looked around your kitchen.

"I guess you were referring to the fact that I'm in your home?"

"Yes. And that you're probably in a different world."

"Ah. I see."

"You believe me?"

"Well it makes more sense than what I was thinking."

"And what was that?"

"That I was in heaven with my own personal angel." You blushed and scowled at the cheesy grin he gave you.

"Flattery will get you nowhere," you informed him, crossing your arms. You didn't get a response, so you glanced at him to see him staring at you, as if in a trance. You hesitantly reached out to poke his face.

"Um…Toni?"

"You look like a little tomato!!!" he cried, before lunging forward and hugging you tightly. You squeaked and tried pushing him away to breathe. When that didn't work, you started poking his sides, trying to see if he was ticklish. Apparently he wasn't, because he just pulled away to look at you in confusion. But at least you could breathe again.

"Why were you poking me, mi tomate pequeño?"

"Because I couldn't breathe!" He hugged you again, but not as tightly, and rubbed his cheek on your head.

"Lo siento, (Name). I was just so excited because you looked so cute!" You grumbled and gently hugged him back, your face pressed to his chest. Might as well it while you can. It's not every day that you get to hug a hot anime man.


--Timeskip—


You were wrong. In your case, it was every day that you got to hug a hot anime man. Toni had been living with you for several months, and every time he came home, he greeted you with a hug. Whenever one of you left, he gave you a hug. Heck, you could just be leaving the room and he'd give you a hug. And you absolutely loved it!

So here you were, eagerly waiting for Toni to get back from his job to get another hug from him. His hugs were absolutely addicting; you could never get enough. Not to mention they made you feel special and like he loved you. But you felt that was a bit much to hope for, so you contented yourself with just friendly hugs.

You sighed and rolled around on the living room floor, taking drastic measures to distract yourself. Boredom can kill, and you were not about to become another one of its victims.

The front door opened and you scrambled to your feet.

"Toni~!" you called, skipping over to him to get your hug. Toni grinned and dropped his bag, opening his arms for you.

"Hola, (Name)! How's my favorite tomate?" You laughed and walked into him, wrapping your arms around his torso.

"I'm good~," you said, as he moved the two of you from one foot to the other. "How was work?" Toni laughed and began shuffling you both to the living room. He carefully sat down with you on his lap, seeing as neither of you really wanted to stop the hug.

"It was good. A couple of the other waiters got into a food fight with a group of teenagers. Luckily, my shift was almost over so I didn't have to help clean." You laughed with him as he leaned his head on yours.

"Seems like you always manage to get out of cleaning duty," you mused, poking his forehead. Toni chuckled and poked your side in return, making you squeak.

"I am just that amazing," he said. You rolled your eyes with a smile and started to get up, only to be pulled back down by Toni. You looked at him and raised an eyebrow. He blushed and stared at the ceiling as if it was the most fascinating thing he'd ever seen. You lightly grabbed his cheeks and pulled on them.

"Did you need something, Toni?" you asked, trying not to laugh at how stretched out his face looked now. He grinned and you started cracking up as you let go of his cheeks. He chuckled and rubbed his face before putting his arms around your hips again.

"I just wanted you to stay here," he said softly once you'd quieted down. You were the one to blush this time when you noticed how tenderly he was looking at you. Slowly, he leaned forward to give you a kiss, which you eagerly returned. He pulled away for a second to look in your eyes before going in to kiss you again.

When Toni pulled away for the second time, he gently held your face in one of his hands.

"Te amo, (Name)."

"I love you too, Toni," you said, smiling at him. He grinned at you and stood up, setting you gently on your feet. He began to twirl you around in a dance just like he had when he first met you. What a way to sweep you off your feet, right?