3rd person POV:

Spain, or Toni, sighed at the sight of Romano's bedroom. Roma had, very obviously, tried to clean it himself. However, after all this time, he still made it worse instead of cleaning it.

'Roma, what have you done?' He asked the Italian male, with a light chuckle in his voice.

'Shut up, Tomato Bastard! I tried, okay?' He got as reply. 'I have-a tried, but I still suck at it! After all of these years!' He looked like he was about to cry.

'Come on, Roma, I'm not mad! Go downstairs and make some pasta for dinner, okay? I brought some fresh tomatoes earlier. Leave the cleaning to me. Just, don't eat all of it. I want some too!' Antonio told the shorter man.

'You-a got it, Tomato Bastard.' Lovino said, with a... Sad? A sad look on his face? Toni pulled up his shoulders, and started cleaning Romano's room. After an hour or so, when he was just finished, he heard a loud voice coming from downstairs:

'TOMATO BASTARDO! PASTA IS READY!' The Spaniard laughed a bit before walking down the stairs, only to be greeted by a pleasant smell.

'Gracias, Roma.' He said before planting a kiss on the shorter male's forehead. He sat himself at the dining table, and saw the hot-headed Italian blushing.

'Roma... Why are you blushing?' He asked Lovino, but the other only started yelling at him:

'I-a was not blushing, you bastard! That was your-a imagination!' Romano said before hurrying into the kitchen to get the pasta.

Toni waited patiently. When Lovi arrived with the pasta, they both ate silently. After they were done, Roma gathered the plates and utensils and hurried to the kitchen to clean them, as if to redeem himself. Antonio took the chance to sneak up behind the other, wrapping his arms around the little man.

'Hey! Wha-what are you doing, Tomato Bastardo!?' Lovi asked, in shock. He tried to turn around, only to find his lips meet the taller male's lips. He pulled back. 'WHAT ARE YOU DOING, BASTARDO!?' He asked, trying to get away, but Toni's grip was too strong.

'Hey, Roma... You know that I love you, right? More than anything in the world.' He said, looking Romano in the eyes.

'Yes, you've told me that before... Why? And would you let me go! Leave me!' The shorter of the two said, but it was to no avail.

'Hey, Roma... I was wondering... Would you like to be my boyfriend?' Antonio continued, resulting in Romano opening his mouth in shock.

'You bastard! All this to ask that? Yes, I would like to be your boyfriend. Now, would you leave me? I'm cleaning the dish--' He was cut short by a pair of lips meeting his. He opened his eyes in shock, but soon closed them, and he kissed back. The two pairs of lips moved in perfect sync.

'Now, let's clean the dishes together, why not?' Toni asked when he pulled back.

'Yes, why not... You bastard.'