oneshot gerita fanfic for my friend Becca :D
:3 I love u, my Germany~
(Thank you google translate X3 )
Italy was looking around him. Germany was sitting across the room in a desk working on some paperwork.
Italy was bored.
Extremely bored.
He wanted to play a game with Germany. So he hopped up off his seat and rushed over to Germany. He wrapped his arms around the German blonde. "Want to play a game~?" The Italian asked, giggling.
"W-what type of game?"
"A fun one~!" Italy took Germany's hand and dragged him upwards. They were now standing in the middle of the room. "You have to guess what I am saying!"
"O-ok. Sounds good." Germany was nervous about what Italy had to say and embarrassing himself.
"Ek is lief vir jou"
"...no clue..."
"Unë të dua"
"..."
"أنا أحبك"
"..."
"Ես քեզ սիրում եմ."
"what are you even speaking?!"
"Mən səni sevirəm"
"?!..."
"Maite zaitut" Germany responded by remaining silent.
"Я люблю цябе."
"?..."
"Обичам те."
"WHAT!"
"T'estimo."
"ARE!"
"Gihigugma ko ikaw."
"YOU!"
"我愛你。"
"SAYING?!" Italy giggled and wrapped his arms around Germany.
"Volim Te."
"..." Germany's ears began to turn red at Italy's touch.
"Miluju tě."
"..." Silence.
"Jeg elsker dig." Germany was beginning to give up at figuring out what Italy was saying.
"Ik hou van je."
"..."
"Mi amas vin."
"..." More silence.
"Ma armastan sind." Italy began to hold onto Germany tighter.
"..."
"Mahal kita." Germany's face continued to redden at the caring and loving touch.
".."
"Rakastan sinua." Germany's face was as red as Antonio and Lovino's tomatoes.
"..." He continued to listen to Italy in silence.
"Je t'aime. Quérote. მე მიყვარს თქვენ. Σ 'αγαπώ. હું તમને પ્રેમ. Mwen renmen ou. मैं तुमसे प्यार करता हूँ. Kuv hlub koj. Szeretlek. Ég elska þig."
Silence.
"Aku mencintaimu. Is breá liom tú. 私はあなたを愛しています。Aku sampeyan. ನಾನು ನಿನ್ನ ಪ್ರೀತಿಸುತ್ತೇನೆ. 나는 당신을 사랑 해요. Te amo. Es mīlu tevi. Aš tave myliu."
The words countinued to spur out of Italy's lips in so many different languages. Germany listened to the soft, beautiful words coming out.
Germany wanted to know what they meant.
"Те сакам. मी प्रेम. Jeg elsker deg. Kocham cię. Eu te amo. Te iubesc. Я люблю тебя. Волим те. Milujem ťa. Ljubim te. Te quiero. I love you. Jag älskar dig. நான் உன்னை நேசிக்கிறேன். నేను నిన్ను ప్రేమిస్తున్నాను. ฉันรักคุณ. Seni seviyorum. Я люблю тебе. Tôi yêu bạn. Rwyf wrth fy modd i chi."
Italy pulled Germany closer to him.
"Italy...What are you saying?"
"Ti amo." Italy kissed Germany's cheek.
"Wh-what?"
Italy kissed Germany softly on the lips. Germany turned a dark shade of red. However, he kissed back.
"Ich liebe dich."
"Ich liebe dich auch."
The two kissed as though no one had kissed before.
Soft, hard, merrily, hungrily, happily, slopply, any way the could.
'Cause they love each other.
They always will.
