"Hey Germany, do you like me?" Germany looked up from the book he was currently reading to see Italy looking back at him. "What kind of question is that?" He asked and Italy shrugged. "I don't know, I just want to know if you like me or not." Germany shrugged and turned to his book. "Ja, sure," he said casually and Italy cheered. "Yay! I knew it! We should celebrate with pasta!" He cheered. But while Italy was dancing and singing about pasta, he could see Romano in the corner of his eye sending him a disapproving glare.
THIS IS A LINE BREAK
The next day, Italy decided it was a good idea to eat some ice cream with Germany. It wasn't a date or anything, it was just a friendly hangout...right? Anyway, after finishing the frozen treats, Germany decided to pay and Italy returned the thanks with a large bear-hug. After returning home, Italy told Romano what happened, and he was understandably pissed off. So much so that he broke into Germany's house in the middle of the night and threatened to stab him in his sleep while shoving tomatoes in his mouth if he even thought about getting too friendly with Italy. Don't worry, it was totally warranted (sarcasm).
GASP, ANOTHER LINE BREAK!
Germany was sitting on the couch reading his Newspaper when Italy sat right next to him and peeked over his shoulder at what he was reading. Unfortunately for him, it was completely in German. "What are you reading, Germany?" Italy asked and Germany flipped a page. "There's a case about a killer, he's kidnapping young couples and murdering them violently," he replied and Italy seemed just a bit shaken. "A-a-are you serious?" He asked and Germany nodded. Italy then decided to cling to Germany's arm. The last time Italy shook this bad is when America dared him to stand outside naked in the snow.
"P-p-promise me that you won't l-let anyone h-hurt me," he said. "Ja, of course," Germany replied and Italy immediately stopped shaking and smiled. "Ah, thank you so much Germany," he said and he planted a little kiss on Germany's cheek, which made a faint blush grow on Germany's cheeks as Italy snuggled closer. "Again, thank you, Germany," he said. Romano, however, was having enough of this crap. "YOU FU***NG POTATO BASTARD! I'LL FU***NG STRANGLE YOU IF YOU LAY EVEN A FINGER ON ITALY!" The string of threats and curses kept pouring out of Romano's mouth as he chased Germany around the building, multiple times.
So that was super fun to write :D I got the idea to write this when I was laying in bed one night thinking about Italy x Germany (I'm trash, alright? There, I admitted it...please don't judge me ;-;) and I was like. "...This would make a really good one-shot…" and then this was born the next day :D
Anyway, please review, reviews are very much appreciated :3