Your OTP meets somewhere fairly normal and conventional (a bar, a party, a cafe, or something) and hit it off well, but person A can’t help but feel that person B looks strangely familiar. Later, they choke on their drink when they realize that person B stars in their favorite porn movie. 2p or 1p spamano please. I'm fine with either to be honest.
Pairing: 2P!Spamano (2P!Spain x 2P!South Italy/Romano) (Human names used)
2P!Spain (Santiago) as person A
2P!South Italy/Romano (Flavio) as person B
Santiago wasn’t one to go out much. He preferred the comfort of his own home. However for whatever reason he was prompted to step outside and make a change of scenery, and so he ended up at the local bar. Now he would’ve considered it a normal, boring evening…had not a striking blond man walked in. The moment he stepped into the place, his presence was immediately taken note of. He wore a white t-shirt, a white jacket over it and white dress pants, pink heeled boots that matched his designer scarf that bore different shades of pink. His designer glasses, a fuchsia hue with black frames, his hair a vibrant blond color that could be seen for miles. His smile could melt the hearts of both men and women in a heartbeat. Not only was this man handsome, but his personality didn’t disappoint either. He was quick to greet and befriend the rest of the people within the bar, be it customer or employee. Usually Santiago would ignore such type of people. Too cheerful, too happy-going and so on wasn’t up to Santiago’s patience level. But much to his dismay the blond man took a seat right next to him, and began up with a conversation.
“Why so grumpy?” Santiago turned, looking over at the blond that looked back at him. “Usually people are either in a good mood or a bad mood when coming for a drink. You don’t see either.”
Santiago stared at the man before responding. “That’s really none of your business?”
“Oh but I can’t help myself. Let me buy you a drink?” The man then lowered his shades, showing off his stunning pink colored eyes. Santiago was almost entranced, but simply shrugged.
The young man chuckled, offering his hand. “I’m Flavio, by the way.”
Santiago stared, and slowly shook his hand. “Santiago.”
Now, usually a conversation with Santiago would last at most thirty minutes before he either decided to end it, he bored the other person away, he scared the other person away, or so on and so on. Yet here he was, over an hour in talking to the fashionable man known as Flavio…and he wasn’t even mad or annoyed in any form of way. As it turned out, the two hit it off instantly, and before Santiago knew it, he was intently listening to him, and more into the conversation that he would usually be. Flavio was cheerful and happy, yet like a magnet he was attracted to him, unable to say no. Yet, the more they went on…the more Santiago began to think that he had seen this man before. Somewhere, at one point in time…he knew he had seen him…but he couldn’t quite exactly put his finger on it. Even his voice seemed familiar yet…he didn’t know from where. It kept bothering him the whole time, just trying to remember to a point he was getting a headache.
“Santiago, are you listening?” Flavio asked, bringing him back from his thoughts. Once again Flavio chuckled, smiling brightly. “Did I bore you already?”
“Er…no…it’s just…” Santiago began. How could he explain it? “Well, it just feels like I’ve seen you before. Have we possibly met somewhere before?”
“Hm…no I don’t think so?”
“Alright…maybe it’s a work thing, maybe I’ve seen you on TV or something?”
Flavio laughed a bit. “Well, I guess you could’ve seen me on TV…but I don’t think we’re thinking of the same thing, Santi.” Flavio purred.
“What do you-“ Santiago paused, almost in shock as it slowly began to click. “…Hey…what’s your last name again?”
Flavio drank a bit of his drink before looking up at Santiago. “Flavio Vargas, at your service!” He winked. Then it clicked, Santiago’s face turning as red as a stop light as he choked on his drink. Vargas. That’s why…he was…the Flavio Vargas…the same Flavio Vargas that stars in his favorite pornographic movie of all time, Unholy Confessions. The same movie he could watch over and over for eternity and never get tired of.
“What’s wrong?” Flavio asked, patting Santiago’s back gently, causing Santiago to look up with wide eyes. It appeared that Flavio figured it out rather quickly, as he then busted into a fit of laughter.
“…what are you laughing at?!”
“Your face!” Flavio laughed. “You’re as red as tomato!”
Santiago growled, hiding his face behind his hands. Dammit, he had shown weakness. Not only that, but the movie began to rewind and play into his mind over and over again…now he couldn’t even look at Flavio without thinking of his scenes. Him laying down, giving in, his moans, his begging-
“Fuck.” Santiago cursed, standing up. “I…have to go.”
“Wait, Santi!” Flavio quickly grabbed his hand, only having for Santiago to snap back at him. But Flavio didn’t seem frightened, instead standing up with him. “Let me come with you to your car?”
“…sure…” Santiago huffed, the two walking out. He didn’t even mind asking Flavio to let go of his hand. He just wanted to get home and let out his sexual frustrations on the nearest pillow.
“I’m guessing you recognized me from one of my works.” Flavio finally spoke. It only made Santiago feel worse.
“Sorry? My, why would you need to be sorry?” Before Santiago knew it, Flavio was pressing his body against his, pushing Santiago against his own car door. “I’m proud at what I do, and I’m surprised you’ve been able to keep yourself from spilling for so long.” Santiago cursed under his breath, now feeling dizzy. Before he could complain, Flavio landed a sweet kiss on his lips, and spoke on. “You’re quite handsome…Santi~”
“…what…are you thinking?”
“Oh nothing~…just of something you’d surely agree to…” Flavio purred, his hands moving down Santiago’s hips, much to Santiago’s pleasure.
“Mierda…” Santiago cursed, before pulling Flavio into a full on kiss. Flavio kissed back equally as eager. Santiago moved his hands against his car, finding the handle and opening the door so the two could end up falling right into the back seat. Flavio made sure he reigned ontop before closing the door behind him.
Needless to say Santiago could now say he had an up close and personal experience with a movie star…who in the end ended up moving in with him a month later.
