Sweet, Sweet Italy

by sctwilightvampwolfgal

Holy Rome and little Italy have a picnic together, and Holy Rome recounts all of the reasons that he loves her. *Drabble. *Note: I refer to Italy in the whole fanfic as female, and you can consider it regular Italy or Nyo!Italy.*

Italy was stunning in Holy Rome's eyes.

She held a certain glow about her.

Italy was kindhearted and was willing to be there for Holy Rome no matter what, making them as a couple seem even stronger and nicer together.

Holy Rome couldn't help it that the more he learned about Italy the more he loved her.

He was willing to fight for her and protect her.

Holy Rome would even die for her if he had to, but he always felt the need to pull his thoughts away from such a morbid topic.

He smiled as he set up their picnic and watched as little Italy finished up her painting of him.

She loved to paint just about anything, and Holy Rome adored her paintings.

Naturally, Italy loved to paint him though even she felt a little embarrassed about it.

Italy set down her paintbrush and sat down before her sweet lover as they did not quite have a term to describe themselves.

They spent the rest of that afternoon eating and talking.

Both Italy and Holy Rome tried to feed each other and had an amazing picnic.