This one was written for Matsuri212.
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A tomato hit your face and slid down it. Giggling you counter-attacked immediately by firing a barrage of tomatoes in their general direction. Laughter filled the streets as your tomatoes hit their respective targets, then a flurry hit your side again. You were soaked to the bone, tomato seeds all over you.
Another batch of tomatoes rolled into the square and everybody scrambled to get a new supply. In the midst of the stream of people, you were pushed all over the place when a pair of arms held your waist and lifted you out of the crowd.
You squealed as the unknown assailant (well, to be honest we all know who it is really don't we?) took you away from the square and into a tiny, dark alleyway. You knew who it was just by the warmness of his chest pressed against your back. His curly hair and hot breath tickled your ears, making you giggle against the firm hold he had of you.
"Chica, what say we hit the showers eh?" You felt his chuckle emanate from deep within his chest. "Sounds good. Only I guess it's more of a bath in our case huh." You leant your head back on his shoulder. He put your feet on the ground, interlaced his fingers with yours and started walking home, avoiding the remainders of La Tomatina at all costs.
When you finally returned home, losing some tomato remains here and there, you left you (disgusting) shoes in the hallway and immediately ran hot water in the tub, once you got in the bathroom.
Stripping yourself you got in, after adding some bubbles. (You liked bubbles.) You picked some peel out of your hair and grimaced; it was gonna take ages to free your (h/c) locks from the stuff. Sighing you settled down to pick some more out when Antonio came in, closed the door behind him and started taking his clothes off.
"TONI! W-what do you think you're doing?!" Half-way taking his shirt off, he replied casually: "Having a bath, what else?" The rest of your face blended in with the camouflage the tomatoes provided for you and you hid your face behind your hands.
You felt the water rise as he jumped in behind you. You yelped as his hands rubbed the tomatoes from your back, but then you relaxed into the touch of his warm hands and closed your eyes. His hands moved to your hair, picking the rest off. When he'd finished he rested his forehead on the nape of your neck and exhaled, making you shiver.
His eyelashes are long, so you could feel it when he closed his eyes. He kissed your back, his lips brushing against your skin. Then he stopped, chuckling. "Scrub my back?" Nodding you slicked your hair out of the way and turned to him. Which was difficult, considering how the tub was small to begin with and there were two of you in it.
He frowned seeing your hair. You looked at him. "What?" He frizzed your hair up with his fingers. "There. Now you're much more cute." He admired his handy-work and nodded self satisfied.
Raising your eyebrow you reached up and played with his hair. Then you rubbed bubbled into his face and grinned. "And you're adorabubble." You chortled at your pun and he leant down, his lips almost touching yours when you both heard a loud thud against one of the windows.
Antonio got out, wrapped a towel around his lower body and irritatedly opened the window. "This had better be importa-" His sentence was cut off as several tomatoes hit him squarely in the face. Several more followed, coating his body again.
"That's for leaving before I got you lovebird!" A heavily Italian accented voice shouted up at him. Antonio's face dripped juice and he quickly shut the window, catching quite a few more on the glass.
He pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes, sighing. After recovering from your fit of giggles, you stretched your arms open. "Come, I'll scrub your back~"