Spain X Reader - Spanish Guitar

Spain X Reader – Spanish Guitar

As usual, you found a small letter in your mail box.  It was white but decorated in such a beautiful way.  You just started working at the usual bakery around the corner of the block and ever since then, you've been getting these letters.  It was a love note.  It read:
Dear Senorita,

You are as beautiful as the moon, from where I stand… I see you shining.  

Pretty as a daisy with beauty like a rose, your eyes seem to always catch my attention.  

Dear senorita, I love you… but I have no guts to tell you in person… your beauty … it's just too much for one's eyes…

A.F.C

Every time, you'd always smiling and blush after reading these letters.  You've never managed to figure out this secret admirer.  He always ended the poems with A.F.C. which you could never really express out.  Because you've been getting the letters day by day, you knew that he must live somewhere close to you.  

Today, because you didn't work, you decided to go on a morning stroll through the neighborhood.  You wore a yellow frilled dress and your hair was done up just the way you wanted.  On your way, you smelled the flowers, said ''good morning'' to the neighbors, and walked merrily thinking of all the possible people who would be A.F.C.  You thought about it so much that you didn't see where you were going.  You clumsily bumped into a man.  He was wearing a white buttoned up shirt, with three buttons undone. He also wore khaki colored pants and his hair was dark brown.  He had a nametag that read: ''Hola, me llamo Antonio Fernandez Carriedo''.  

''Oh sorry mi amiga, I wasn't watching where I was going… I guess I was just glued to the beauty of the neighborhood… here, let me help you up...'' he said joyfully taking your hand.  Your face flushed at his cute face.  By his accent, you could tell that he was Spanish.   On his back, he had a strap that lead to a black guitar case.  He knew you were looking at it and said, ''oh this?  This is my guitar… want to hear a song senorita?'' You nodded quietly and were eager to hear his song.  You thought it kind of strange but at the same time nice for a person to play a song for a stranger.  He took out the guitar.  It was a beautiful dark cherry color and it looked really new.  He starts to sing and strum the guitar as well.  You soon fell in love with him.  He finally finishes the song and you come back to your sense.  You decide to ask him if he places a note somewhere by mistake.  
''No mi amiga, it is no mistake… I know that my love is that girl…  I see her from my house walking down the neighborhood almost everyday…. Ah man… I can't explain my feelings for her… you know?''

He made such a face and came closer. Soon you saw him at a distance and he started to smile.  ''Ah!  So you are her!  It's nice to meet you senorita!  I've been meaning to sing you this song all my life and without knowing, I did… just that moment!''

You smiled at him as your face got redder.  ''My name's ________, but you can still call me 'senorita'…. I loved your song… it's beautiful…''

You both looked each other in the eyes and finally he said, ''I… I love you ______ … you are the beauty in eyes…''

''I love you too Antonio…'' and suddenly, a soft kiss was given to you.  At that moment, you knew love as a dream come true.