Yeah, yeah. You can. Stop making that fucking face at me. [He is immune to the puppy eyes. ....Well, okay, half immune. Whatever. He gets up from the bed now that he has his hand back and starts to head for the door, stopping after a few steps to turn back and look at Spain as if he's considering something. He moves back towards the bed and without saying a word leans down to press a kiss to Spain's forehead. Then he hurries the hell out of the room before Spain can comment on him doing that. Maybe he's sick enough that he'll forget it happened by the time Romano comes back. And if not, Romano will just say he was checking his temperature. Totally logical, right?]
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