So, here’s a little ficlet based off of one of my SpUK headcanons from however long ago. ^^ Also, the title means, “The Same Language.” which kinda correlates to what this is about. (titling things is hard…)
Pairing: SpUK (Spain x England)
“I’ll see you later, mi cielo.” Antonio grins as he leans in and pecks Arthur’s forehead.
His grin softens as light pink dusts the Briton’s cheeks.
“Yes, well. I’ll see you later, Antonio.” Arthur replies smoothly.
Antonio brushes a bit of hair out of Arthur’s face before turning and leaving, knowing if he lingered much longer, he’d never leave.
“My heaven…” Arthur whispers, his heart fluttering.
Ever since the two started dating, Antonio would occasionally speak in his native language to Arthur, even knowing that the Brit had no way of knowing the meaning. Arthur, being ever-so-curious, decided that he would learn the language to surprise the Spaniard.
Now, he is pretty well-versed in Spanish as a whole, enough to be able to hold a decent conversation with someone. He’s planning on revealing this newfound knowledge to Antonio at some point, but of course, not everything goes according to plan.
It happens on a day where the two have decided to do nothing but read together, a common pastime for them.
“Hey, Arthur.” Antonio comments after reaching a break in his book.
“Yes, Antonio?” Arthur looks up, gulping at the mischievous look on the Spaniard’s face.
“Tú eres mi sol. Tú eres mi luna. Y tú eres todas de mis estrellas. Te amo mucho, mi vida.” Antonio says, his eyes warm and loving. [You are my sun. You are my moon. And you are all of my stars. I love you so much, my life.]
Arthur immediately blushes which causes Antonio to chuckle. He looks back down at his book, satisfied with Arthur’s reaction.
“Te amo también, Antonio. Más de lo que te imaginas.” Arthur says, causing Antonio’s eyes to meet his. [I love you too, Antonio. More than you could imagine]
Arthur’s eyes go wide as he realizes that response was not in English as he had intended. “I…uh…” Arthur stutters, his face going bright red.
“Arthur, mi amor, did you just speak Spanish?” Antonio asks slowly.
Arthur gives a slow nod and Antonio grins, “Why didn’t you tell me you know Spanish?”
“I…” Arthur takes a deep breath, “You know how you always compliment me in Spanish?”
Antonio nods, a light blush on his face, “Sí, I do.”
“Well, I got curious as to what you were saying…” Arthur trails off, feeling his face somehow get hotter.
“And you learned Spanish for that reason?” Antonio asks. His lips curl into a soft, loving smile at the idea that Arthur learned his native language just for him.
“I…Yes. I hadn’t intended on you finding out yet. It was meant to be a surprise, but… Surprise?” Arthur says, giving a slight shrug.
“Awww! That’s the sweetest thing anyone’s done for me!” Antonio sets down his book and rushes over to give the other a hug.
Arthur returns it gently, his face still on fire. “It was no trouble. Sure, it’s a bit different from English, and I’m by no means fluent, but I know enough.”
“I can teach you anything else you want to know.” Antonio says, pulling back to grin at Arthur.
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