Little Things (Part 1) SpainXReader

It had been half an hour since Antonio Carriedo closed his café yet your argument with him regarding his last customer still hasn’t died down. You were tapping your fingers on the table you were seated at, eyes glued at him as he was wiping the counter clean. Clearly, you will not let this one scurry-off easily.

“Mi amor, it was nothing. She’s just a friend, my regular customer”

For the nth time, you heard that reason again.

How many times have you seen girls flirt and flaunt over Antonio? You had lost count already. You even knew the customer awhile ago, how can you forget the smug look she always flash at you whenever she felt victorious with her little scheme? You’ve had enough! After all, Antonio is not just your boyfriend, he is your fiancé.

“Yeah, because hugging you and tapping your back is being a friend” You sarcastically indicated

But he seemed to miss the sarcasm in your voice because he flashed an ample grin your way and replied.

“Si mi amor, she’s just being friendly”

You trembled in annoyance, you felt taunted. You closed your eyes, your once tapping fingers grazed at the cup of the now cold chamomile tea in front of you. You clenched its handles tightly and leveled the cup to your lips, the liquid inside the cup vibrating. You breathed deeply, trying your best to calm down, and gulped the chamomile tea.

How can your fiancé be so oblivious? You admit, it was one if his personality you find adorable but sometimes his naivety is going overboard. Why can he not distinguish being friendly to being flirty?

“Toni, please, I’m being sarcastic…” Must you always be specific?

“… I mean, it was obvious she was flirting with you!” You said, aggravated

Antonio went and sat on the seat in front of you. He took one of your hands and looked intently into your eyes.

“Do you not trust me, _____?” He asked

You looked at yours and Antonio’s entwined hands and thought for a moment. Do you not trust him?

“I-I…”

Of course you trust him, so why not end this silly little dispute now? Yes, you decided to end it…

But as you remembered the customer and her smug face… the girls that were shamelessly flaunting over your fiancé; frustration and jealousy just kept coming back inside you, stirring your emotions in ways you cannot comprehend.

“I trust you Toni, I just don’t trust them!”

Yes, that was it. You do not trust them.

“And you cannot blame me, our wedding is in two months and--!”

“Stop, shut up!”

You flinched. Your orbs went wide like saucers, shocked by his sudden outburst. He let go of your hand, his eyebrows were furrowed and his lips etched a frown.

“I told you, she’s just my regular customer. Stop making a fuss over a small thing!” He spat at you

For a moment you could not speak, you have never seen this side of Antonio before. When you finally came back to your senses, you gulped. Your orbs were now hidden in the silhouette of your fringes.

“E-Excuse me” You whispered enough for him to hear

Tears were threatening to slide down your orbs and you refuse to let him see the vulnerable part of you, you were in fact a proud woman. You stood-up and turned to leave but Antonio grabbed your wrist to stop you.

“_____ wait…”  He started, his facial features softened and filled with guilt.

“I just--!” He tried to explain but he was cut-off by you

“If we are allowed to be happy about little things… why aren't we allowed to be sad when they make us unhappy?”

You turned back to face him and grabbed his hand, the one which was holding your wrist, with both of your hands. Antonio’s green eyes bore into yours but you could not bare to look at him straight in the eyes, afraid that you may not control your emotions.

“I guess I love you too much that it’s making me fuss over small unimportant things”

You gave him your widest grin but it unsuccessfully masked what you were truly feeling because Antonio did not fail to notice those few tears that escaped your eyes. You put his hand to his side and with a cracked voice, you said.

“I-I’m sorry”

And you scampered away out of the café not minding the chilling, night wind outside the streets. Antonio wanted to stop you but his body has lost its ability to move. All he could do was watch your retreating form until you were finally out of his sight.