Spain x Reader: Like A Spanish Melody

It was a clear sunny day with chattering people and lively music playing in the background; however you were not in the best of moods. Despite the jovial atmosphere at the beach, you were darkly glaring, without him realizing, at your Spanish boyfriend Antonio. Antonio had asked you out today to go to the beach for fun, and when you guys arrived, you told him to wait for a few moments so you can change into your swimsuit. Yet, when you finished changing, you were not completely surprised to see your boyfriend surrounded by hormone raging girls. Immediately, you were jealous and as you slowly approached them, hoping that your boyfriend would call you out, but unfortunately he didn't even notice you and solely talked to the girls wearing skimpy bikinis. Not only were you jealous at the lack of attention that you were receiving from your boyfriend, but you were also pissed because this wasn't the first time something like this happened.

Every time you would go on a date with Antonio and that you leave him for a few seconds, he would then be surrounded by girls and he would just casually talk to them, not realizing that the girls were flirting with him. It was only after a few minutes would he remember your presence and tell him that he was on a date and that the girls would then give you evil glares. Many times did you have to call out his name for him to realize that you were around, but honestly you were tired of always reminding him that he had a girlfriend.

When you first became his girlfriend, you thought that this relationship could have been a dream come true, but you never guessed that there could be so many complications.

*

You had first met Antonio through your german friend Gilbert, whom you've met at the pub as you were drinking your sorrows away from a recent bad breakup. As Gilbert introduced you to his friends Antonio and Francis, you had immediately fallen for the Spaniard. It was probably due to his tan skin, his slightly curly brown hair, his beautiful green eyes, his breathtaking smile or his attractive Spanish accent or maybe all of it. Nonetheless, you still managed to be pretty close acquaintances with Francis, but you had quickly bonded with Antonio. Ever since you met him, you had secretly taken Spanish lessons, dreaming of moments where you would whisper with him sweet little whispers of love or something of the sort. When you got to know Antonio better, there was something else that enchanted you about him. One day when you were strolling around the mall, you heard a faint lovely melody and you had followed the direction where the music was coming from, only to lead you to Antonio playing the guitar near the fountain. As you watched him, amazed and entranced in the lovely Spanish melody, your feelings had increased for him that day. Eventually after waiting for a few weeks, you finally decided to confess your feelings to Antonio; even if there was a chance that he might not return your feelings. Fortunately, he had told you he felt the same and that he was going to confess to you on that same day. As he kissed you and asked you out, you had thought that everything was perfect, but things could never be so easy.

In the beginning of your relationship, Antonio was an extremely sweet and romantic boyfriend. He would play you lovely melodies with his guitar at the park or beach, you guys would cook food together and sometimes even volunteered to replace some kindergarten teachers when the teachers were sick, since both of you loved children. You've both had fallen deeply in love with each other after dating for so long, and had both confessed your love. However, it was after you both became more intimate and confessed to each other, that the flocking girls surrounding your boyfriend happened and when Antonio would start to notice you less, in a way. Lately, you were wondering if he actually loved you at all anymore.

*

You snapped out of your thoughts when you heard a loud splashing noise, you turned around to see that while you were deep in thought, your boyfriend decided to take a swim. Naturally, considering who he is, all the girls squealed and watched him with predatory eyes while sitting on the beach. As you watched him, your face started to flush red when Antonio dove up from the water revealing his sun-kissed tan, his round voluptuous ass, his oh-so charming smile and his sexy six-pack abs. Before you could even call him out, the girls loudly squealed, some even having bloody noses, and they all ran towards him. And yet again, you were forgotten, as your boyfriend was surrounded by girls. As you saw him smile towards the girls, something came over you and the next thing you know, you were walking towards the parking lot. Somehow through the hordes of girls, Antonio managed to see you walking towards the parking lot and followed you.

"Senorita why are you leaving?" he asked worriedly.

"There's just no reason for me to stay here, Antonio."

"But, [name], we didn't even start out date!" he said sadly.

"Well, since you're paying so much attention to other girls, it doesn't feel like we're even on a date." You snapped as you opened your car door.

"What do you mean [name]?" he asked confused

"It's just that you're always surrounded by girls and you always forget about me at some points during our dates." You replied facing towards him.

"But… mi amor, you know that you're mi una y solamente novia..." Antonio said as he tried to hold your hand, but you moved back, almost slamming yourself into the car.

"Sometimes I really do wonder about that…" you whispered then you looked at him in the eyes and almost yelled, "Sometimes I wonder if really do love me!"

You then got into your car and drove off not even looking back as you left him stranded in the parking lot. However the further you drove away, you felt bad for saying those words and texted him a message.

"Look, Antonio, I still love you and I'm not breaking up with you… yet.
But I really need to know, whether or not you really love me and if this relationship will work out or not."

As you sent the message, you sighed and drove home. Unknowingly droplets of water escaped from your eyes, and too focused with driving, the pieces of your heart was left to fall, waiting for the moment for it to be picked up and be whole again.

*Antonio's point of view*

As I watched her leave, I couldn't understand what I did wrong. I had noticed that my lovely novia was upset lately, and since she loved going out to the beach with me, I thought it would cheer her up. Now that I see she had left, and that she had said does words, I think she just broke up with me! As I was about to panic about this, I heard a beeping noise and I opened my cellphone to see a text I received from [name]. I sigh, immensely relieved that she still loves me. Although I still don't understand why she's so angry with me, and that she doesn't believe that I love her. I love her a lot! And I was so upset when she wasn't smiling as much as she used to, seeing her smile gives me a reason to breath and not once have I ever felt like this for another senorita. As I walk around in circles, unsure of what I should do to cheer my precioso novia, I decide to ask my amigo Francis for advice.

"Allo?"

"Hola amigo!"

"Oh, Antonio, hello!"

"Hi Francis, I need some advice."

"Hmm, did something happen between you and [name]?"

"Si! How did you know?" I asked, surprised.

"Well, I noticed that she was upset lately…" he told me calmly.

"Do you know why? I mean today when I brought her out to the beach, her favorite place, she suddenly was about to leave and when I caught up with her, she got angry at me and told me she wasn't sure if I loved her or not. She said that she might break up with me if I don't prove myself to her." I told him as my usual cheery smile started to falter.

"Well, mon ami, tell me when you went to the beach with her, and as she went to go change, did lots of girls started talking to you, again? He asked.

"Yep, it's weird how they're always girls talking to me when I'm out with [name]."

"Well, those girls never see you with [name] at first, non?" He asked.

"That's true. They don't." I said thoughtfully.

"Well… I think mon ami, that maybe just maybe, your little girlfriend is jealous."

"What? Jealous? But she knows that she's my girlfriend! I've always paid attention to h-"

Suddenly as I stop, I realize that I wasn't paying much attention towards my novia as much as I thought. Ever since those senoritas were crowding me and talking to me, I had given less attention to my own girlfriend! Plus I've been too much of an idiota to notice [name]'s feelings. I really wish I could have seen this sooner, because now I understand why she thinks I don't love her as much…

"Euh… Antonio? Are you there mon ami? He asked worried.

"Oh yes I'm here Francis! Thanks for telling me this! I got to go see [name]. Adios!"

I close the phone and start walking towards [name]'s home as we used her car to get here, but first I needed to get home to get something to show her exactly how much I cherish my precioso novia.

*Your point of view*

As you arrived to your place, you locked your car and went inside. You actually took longer than usual, because before arriving to your home, you decided to go do some groceries because you remembered that there was barely any food left. Since last time, Antonio came over with his friends and you made a nice meal for all of them, including yourself. Your home wasn't an apartment unlike many people your age and thanks to your job you managed to afford a small urban and modern style house. So as you entered your home, you quickly went to the living room to lie down on the sofa and turn on the TV to forget what happen earlier. Unfortunately, what was showing on TV was a Spanish drama and when you changed the channel it was a Spanish music video.

"Why is everything Spanish on now?!" you yelled at the TV.

Getting up from the sofa, you made your way to the kitchen and as you were about to get a glass of water, you hear music coming outside from your house. Quickly you go outside to see Antonio playing the guitar as he gently sings a song and looks at you with his sweet gentle green eyes.

Over and over I look in your eyes
You are all I desire
You have captured me
I want to hold you I want to be close to you
I never want to let go
I wish that this night would never end
I need to know
Could I hold you for a lifetime
Could I look into your eyes
Could I have this night to share this night together
Could I hold you close beside me
Could I hold you for all time
Could I could I have this kiss forever
Could I could I have this kiss forever, forever

As he strummed the guitar chords in a mesmerising way, he looked at you and you knew exactly what he was asking. As you gently smiled at him, you sang along to the song that you first heard Antonio play the day you heard him play at the fountain.

Over and over I`ve dreamed of this night
Now you`re here by my side
You are next to me
I want to hold you and touch you and taste you
And make you want no one but me
I wish that this kiss could never end
Oh baby please

Could I hold you for a lifetime
Could I look into your eyes
Could I have this night to share this night together
Could I hold you close beside me
Could I hold you for all time
Could I could I have this kiss forever
Could I could I have this kiss forever, forever

I don`t want any night to go by
Without you by my side
I just want all my days
Spent being next to you
Lived for just loving you
And baby, oh by the way

As we both sang together in perfect harmony, I could feel in the melody the sincerity and devotion that Antonio had for me. I wonder why I had to doubt him for his feelings for me, when I knew deep down, that no matter how clueless he can sometimes be, he does and truly
will love me.

Could I hold you for a lifetime
Could I look into your eyes
Could I have this night to share this night together
Could I hold you close beside me
Could I hold you for all time
Could I could I have this kiss forever
Could I could I have this kiss forever, forever

As we both ended the song looking at each other with loving eyes. Antonio gently put down his guitar and embraced you tightly. Still a little daze from your performance, you just awkwardly stood as he whispered into your ear.

"Mi amor, [name], I'm so sorry for not realising that I had made you think that I didn't like you because I was paying less attention to you. Please understand that I love you so much, you honestly brighten up my world like no other. When I play the guitar, well you are my musical inspiration, melodies just easily come to my mind when I think of you."

Blushing at his words, you hugged him back just as tightly, loving the tingling you felt when his body was close to yours.

"I'm sorry for saying those words, I should have never doubted the fact that you loved me, Antonio." You whispered in his ear.

"It's alright senorita, if you didn't tell me this, I would have never realized and you would still be upset. I want you to be happy with me, mi amor." He gazed into your eyes and slowly he leaned in.

Just as his lips were about to kiss yours you whispered cutely, "Dame un beso por favor"

"Si, si, mi amor." He chuckled as he finally kissed you.

As he kissed you, you felt the love that you felt for him when you two first met. The kiss was sweet and delicate just like your boyfriend could you're your lips moving in perfect sync like a Spanish melody was playing out while you kissed. While the kiss was getting more passionate, you moved your arms so you can wrap his neck to bring him closer, you moaned as Antonio licked your lips and he took that opportunity to slip his tongue inside your mouth and to explore every inch. Moaning even more, you tried to deepen the kiss further and as you explored his mouth you could practically taste the tomatoes he must have ate this morning and inwardly grinned. As the kiss was going to get even more heated, you suddenly broke away from the lack of air.

"Mi amor, did I take your breath away so quickly?" He grinned with slightly lustful eyes.

"hah… maybe just… a little bit…" you panted, eyes hazy.

Suddenly he picked you up and carried you bridal style, as well as grabbing his guitar, he was walking towards your house as he told you affectionately,
"Te amo, [name]."

"Te amo Antonio."