This starts out with Fem!Germany and Fem!Italy so ya'll know~!
Also I am a dumb American so I used Google translate. If it's wrong I apologize... u-u
Germany woke up to a familiar warmth pressed against her. Her arm was cast over her small friend, and she quickly removed it as usual, willing the heat from her face to dissipate.
As she sat up and glanced at the nation next to her she sighed, though not really due to her usual displeasure at the sight of Italy next to her. This morning was… different. She watched the girl for awhile, head rested in the palm of her hand, as her friends chest rose and fell in a such beautiful way. She shook her head with a smile and laughed as she heard Italy mutter something about pasta.
This morning was definitely different.
Italy hadn't bothered to sneak into the bed at night and rather, chose to go with the other woman to bed. Though she'd protested, Germany ended up sleeping soundly with Italy… after Italy had passed out half way through Germany's threats that is.
So waking up next to her like this gave the morning a very different feeling for Germany. It felt almost as if they were lovers… The thought sent an almost instant wave of heat to Germany's face as she quickly jumped out of the bed. She busied herself with getting dressed trying to push the thoughts of Italy away for fear of… What exactly? Italy couldn't read her mind… As this hit her she allowed herself to indulge in the memory of Italy's warm hand in her own and the feeling of just being close to the girl as she finished dressing.
She was now on the bed lacing up her boots, imagining a candle lit dinner and-
"Buongiorno!" Suddenly arms were wrapped around Germany and another cheek pressed to her own as Italy bid her friend a good morning.
"Morning Italy." Responded Germany relaxing into the hug mid-sentence. Italy noticed and squeezed tighter.
"Thank you for not kicking me out like you said you were!" Italy responded brightly pulling away from Germany, only to sit next to her and loop their arms. Germany hadn't finished lacing her boots but she also didn't seem to mind.
"Yeah of course." Germany said sliding a hand over her face as Italy rested her head on the blondes shoulder. She couldn't help but think Italy was cuter asleep… Sometime awake. She couldn't decide, honestly. "Breakfast?" She asked turning her head to look at the other girl.
Italy smiled, turning her head towards Germany. "Sounds great!" As she finished her sentence she saw Germany's face fill in red. She didn't need to question why, their faces were awfully close… If Italy were to lean in just a bit-
"Breakfast it is!" Said Germany quickly standing and marching towards the door. Italy was left behind slightly confused.
Did Germany not want to kiss her? Why? Did Germany not like her? No, there must be something else... Mio Dio! I totally have morning breath. Thought Italy.
"Wait!" Italy cried jumping up after her. "I can brush!" She grabbed Germany's hand pulling it towards her.
Germany was stopped at the door and turned to look at bright pleading eyes, confused by the sudden out burst. "I would hope you could…" She said her brows knitting in confusion. She grew even more confused as Italy began to look mortified.
"Was it that bad?!" She asked covering her face with her hands and throwing her head back.
Germany only watched slightly worried for her idiot friend. "What are you-" Oh. Oh. Germany sighed. She felt warmth on her cheeks but choked back her self-consciousness for her friends sake. "Italy your breath is fine."
"But you didn't want to kiss me!" She exclaimed as if it made things perfectly clear.
Germany's blush suddenly covered her face again. "I don't know what you're talking about." Germany said avoiding eye contact.
Italy sat there looking disappointed. "But…" She stepped towards Germany who backed up only to be stopped by the wall. "We were really close…" Italy said standing barely an inch from Germany.
Germany took only a second to appreciate the sight before her. The brunettes messy hair fell around her face and her bottom lip jutted out slightly but her eyes suggested she was more curious than hurt. Germany looked away trying to to stare too long. "Yeah, so?" She asked.
Italy's face deadpanned before displaying irritation. "Germany, you better kiss me right now." She moved closer to Germany who stood frozen. She stood on her tip toes with her hand on the taller girls shoulders for balance. She could easily reach her lips, but she stood there with puckered lips and tightly shut eyes growing impatient with Germany.
Germany was frozen. She needed to get out of here or she was going to... Kiss the girl. The thought invaded her head and she couldn't stop it from being there. Maybe just one kiss… It can't be that bad.
Germany tried her best not to let her confidence waver. As she looked at Italy, who had clenched eyes and puckered lips, one thought remained in her head: She is absolutely too adorable. She smiled and put her hand on Italy's hip, beginning to close the gap between their lips.
Italy's frustration melted as she felt her friend's hand. She began to smile slightly as her lips remain puckered and waiting. She felt a light brush on her lips when there was a distant ringing. Germany pulled away instantly and Italy let a frustrated groan escape her lips.
"I should go grab that!" Germany said quickly exiting the room.
Italy followed, though not with the same pace. She sighed. I am going to kiss Germany... she decided.
So that's first chapter~ This is my first fic so I any feedback is REALLY appreciated. Sorry for any grammar mistakes I tried. Anyway thanks for reading~