Spain x Reader - Selling Dreams 3

Consciously, you avoided Antonio for the rest of the day, busying yourself with tasks. You ordered the tables and chairs, for Isa and Ludwig's 'garden' themed setting. Knowing that your first assignment was for a friend made you slightly relieved, yet...

Pulling out your hairclip, and shaking your head slightly, you tentatively ran your hands through your hair, letting the refreshing air flow through them. It was time for you to talk to Antonio – not that you wanted to. Well...not after what Isa might've told him!

You stopped a few feet away from him, as you saw him happily chatting away with someone on the phone in Spanish. Resisting the urge to facepalm at the fact that you realised that even after the whole day, all he'd probably done is organise a date with that girl from the florists.

As he finished the call, he looked towards you, a big smile on his face, and beckoned for you to come closer. Almost reflexively, you returned a small smile, as you walked over.
"I have just ordered some fairy lights, mainly in incandescence." He said.
"You've...what?" You were lost.
"You know..." Turning away, he showed you a piece of paper that he'd taken from the table. On it was a rough, but artful sketch of the garden in plan, decorated in a very tasteful manner. Little fairy lights covered the bushes and snaked around the tree trunks. The white wrought iron tables and chairs added a very delicate touch to the whole setting, and the lanterns that were to be hung everywhere almost transformed the garden into a magical world, of sorts.
"It's...beautiful." You couldn't help but whisper.
"I am glad that you like it, hermosa" He chucked, as he handed the sketch over to you. You could feel yourself blushing, as you took the sketch from him, and put it away in your folder, letting your hair cover your cheeks.
"I'm...erm, supposed to be driving you to wherever-"
He cut you off. "Let me drive. I can't let a lady drive when I'm there, can I?"
"Is that a notion of European chivalry?" You tried to cover the quaver in your voice with a bad attempt at a joke.
He shook his head, the mess of curls on his head almost catching and playing with the reflections of the sunlight. "I would not say that, but I have yet to drive here...it does not look very difficult. And I could always use the GPS, no?"
Shrugging, you handed over the car keys to him.

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Even though the clock on the dashboard showed the time to be almost seven, the sun was still setting, leaving a warm glow over the horizon. Antonio played out an imaginary beat with his hand, as the car waited at a red light.
"Do you mind if I play some music?" He asked all of a sudden, catching your attention by surprise.
"Oh, hmm? O-Of course!" You replied after a delay, as you comprehended what he was saying. Smiling as a thank you, he took out his iPod, and connected it to the car's stereo system. He quickly browsed through the music, before a small smile graced his face, and he tapped the screen once, setting the iPod aside.
"I have the perfect song, [Name]."

A soft guitar intro rung through the car, and sighing, you rested your head on the headrest, and let your eyes flutter shut. You just mentally followed the sweet music.

What you got if you ain't got love?
The kind that you just wanna give away
It's okay to open up
Go ahead and let the light shine through
I know it's hard on a rainy day
You wanna shut the world out and just be left alone
Don't run out on your faith

Your eyes flew open, as you realised what the lyrics were implying. W-Why on earth did he have to choose a song like this?
The guitar riff gave way to a heavy techno background. Your stole a glance towards Antonio, but he was looking straight ahead, a small smile on his face, as he drummed the rhythm of the song on the steering wheel.

'Cause sometimes that mountain you've been climbing
Is just a grain of sand
What you've been out there searching for forever
Is in your hands

You didn't know whether to look straight ahead, or pretend that you weren't being affected by the song, or just ask him straight out whether he was trying to imply something in the first place. As you could feel the heat radiating from your cheeks, you sat straight up, adjusting your seat belt.

When you figure out love is all that matters, after all
It sure makes everything else
Seem so small

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You unconsciously held your breath, as you saw Antonio lean over, and reach towards your window, pushing the switch down, to roll the window down. As he was moving back, however, his lips brushed your cheek quickly, and briefly. So briefly, that you wondered whether you imagined the whole thing, or not. But glancing towards Antonio, and seeing that goofy grin plastered on his face, you knew it wasn't just your imagination.

Antonio inhaled subtly, taking in your scent, as it filled the car. A sweet, fruity fragrance, that made him feel slightly light in the head. From the moment he had seen you, your serious, [e/c] gaze had caught his attention. Yes, there was a call for efficiency and seriousness in them, but there was also something else. Something which intrigued him, made him want to know more about you. It had been a stroke of luck for him, being able to talk with your school friend, and he finally figured out what it was that attracted him. It was that small smile he'd noticed on your face, as you exited Mrs. Winters' office, or the smile you had on your face, when everything was going right.

It was the desire to make you smile, again.

You rubbed that part of your cheek, as you furiously blushed.
You forgot to ask him why he didn't use the window controls that were beside the driver's seat.
You also forgot to say 'thank you' to him for the beautiful plan he'd made for the wedding.