Title: Kiss it better
Author: Dhost
Disclaimer: Hetalia belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya, this story was made for fun and I have no intent to profit from it.
A/N: Once again, these were prompts I received on tumblr (You know, from that "I want the K" post) and since they followed the same theme, I decided to upload them here together. These are short fluffy stories that involve lots of kisses and a very embarrassed Prussia. Enjoy and, if you want, you can send me prompts for it! Though I don't know when I'll be able to get around to them because of college + work, but it shouldn't take too long. Hopefully. Anyway, enjoy!
Kiss it better 1 - Cheek kiss (PruAus)
Gilbert was in a bad mood. Not necessarily annoyed or sad, just in a bad mood he couldn't quite place the reason for. Maybe it was because that had been a very dull day and he was restless with all the excessive energy.
It didn't matter, either way, he knew the perfect way to raise his mood in a second. That's why he had made his way to that prissy Austrian's house, not because of said Austrian, and not because of that spoiled brat (ignoring the fact he was actually older than him) Holy Rome either, but for that little ball of sunshine and cuteness that could turn around even the darkest of days.
And sure enough, after sneaking through some corridors there he found him: the little Italy, sweeping one of the hallways and singing to himself. Gilbert felt immediately better.
Sneaking up on the boy (cause really, only Austria and HRE would be moronic enough to think it was a girl. Or maybe the experience with Hungary had made him a bit paranoid with finding out people's gender) he quickly passed his arms around his stomach and lifted him up, making the boy squeak in surprise. Gilbert laughed and Feliciano chastised him for scaring him, but it didn't take much for him to forgive him and they both sat on the hallway to talk.
"What are you doing here, Mr. Prussia? Did something happen?"
"No, no" he shook his head "I was just in a bad mood, so I thought I'd visit you to see if you have any ideas to help me."
"Hmmmm" He was really putting some thought in it, it was so cute it already improved Gilbert's mood just for that. "Well, whenever I was sad, my grandpa used to give me kisses to cheer me up. And so does miss Hungary. You think that would help?"
Help? God might as well have signed Gilbert's free trip to paradise right there. He nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, that is an awesome idea."
The little Italian smiled brightly and leaned forward to kiss Gilbert's cheeks. "There. Better?"
He shook his head, though he was smiling widely. "Not yet, maybe a few more?" The boy complied and kissed Gilbert's cheeks a few more times, until he couldn't stand anymore and held the boy in a hug, proceeding to leave kisses in his cheeks as well, which made him squeak again, now in delight, and laugh loudly.
Of course, as always, Gilbert's happiness wasn't meant to last. Just a few seconds later a stern "What is with all this ruckus, Italy?" came from the corner of the corridor and soon after it a very annoyed looking Austria appeared, making Gilbert groan. He stopped a few feet away and looked down at them. "If I am not mistaken, I gave you orders to finish cleaning the halls and here I find you slacking away. And you" He narrowed his eyes at Gilbert "What exactly are you doing here?"
Before Gilbert could give the ill-mannered reply at the tip of his tongue, Italy replied, even if a bit nervous. "Prussia said he was feeling sad, so I was trying to cheer him up."
Austria raised an eyebrow and Italy missed the way Gilbert was getting red and shrinking behind him at the embarrassment of the Italian having said something like that, specially to that bastard Austria.
"Cheer him up?"
"Yes, with kisses!"
"Kisses?"
Austria was looking more and more amused by the second, so Gilbert thought it was time to intervene and save the rest of his dignity.
"Yes, and it was working wonders until you got here, so if you could turn that ugly face of yours around and go back to whatever boring song you were ramming away in that music instrument of yours, we'd appreciate it, thanks."
Roderich looked very offended at that, so Gilbert knew he had said the right thing. To his surprise, though, it was Italy that replied again.
"Wait, Mister Austria, you can help too!"
Two very shocked faces turned to face him with equally horrified expressions.
"Ita… What do you mean?"
"Well… My grandpa always said that the more kisses the better, so when I was really sad he called my brother to help on cheering me up, even if he complained a lot, so if Prussia is really sad, I think mister Austria can help with cheering him up!"
The reaction was immediate, after a stunned silence both the nations started complaining loudly and enthusiastically. "I'd never stain my lips with that idiot's skin" and other things mixed with "If that bastard get near me, I'll get even more depressed" and much more and Italy, that had thought he had had such a good idea but ended up on the receiving end of two angrily screaming nations just got sadder and sadder by the second, until it seemed like he was going to cry.
At that point, both the nations complaints just dropped in volume an heat until they stopped completely and looked at each other in horror. Oh God, Italy was going to cry, what had they done?
Gilbert, that was still sitting in the floor with him, put his hands on his shoulders while Roderich walked closer. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ita, I didn't mean to scare you, please don't cry because of this idiot aristocrat."
"Me? you were the one yelling at her face!"
"Yes, but you were the one that caused the whole mess by bothering us!"
"Now listen here-"
"Stop fighting!" the childish voice broke through their reheating tempers and they both started apologising again as Feli sniffled.
"I just wanted we all to trade kisses so we could all feel happy, is it bad?"
Roderich and Gilbert exchanged a look and agreed on a temporary truce.
"No, Italy, it isn't bad…"
"So are you going to help in cheering Prussia up, mister Austria?" He looked up with a hopeful expression and after a moment Austria sighed and nodded. "Yes, I am".
Feli lit up like he had suddenly gained a box of cookies and he clapped his hands.
"Good! So now mister Austria give Prussia a kiss and then Prussia can give mister Austria a kiss!"
"Wait a minute, why do I have to-" Prussia had started to protest, but he saw Feli's expression dropping again and quickly stopped himself with a groan. "Alright, alright"
"Good! Now do it!"
The two nations turned to look at the other, both looking very uncomfortable and embarrassed and lost. Gilbert would have laughed at Austria's red face, but he didn't feel like he was on such a better shape either, which was ridiculous because he was the Duchy of Prussia and he did not get red like a girl.
"Well then…" Roderich said as a way of stalling, then cleared his throat and then as he had nothing else to do leaned forward and, when Gilbert turned his head to the side and closed his eyes as if he did not want to see that, planted a light kiss on the other's pale cheek before clearing his throat again and pulling back.
Gilbert turned his head to face the other again and, looking very much like he would rather lose a fight to Hungary than do this, repeated the gesture and leaned forward, Roderich an even quicker kiss on the cheek.
They both stared at each other awkwardly for one more moment, before Roderich broke the stare contest to look down at the little Italian. "Does this suffice for you, It-" He stopped when he noticed, for his great surprise, that the little girl wasn't there anymore, nor nowhere near to be found. Gilbert and Roderich stared at each other in confusion while, just around the corner, the little Italian giggled over a plan greatly executed.
The End
Chibi!talia might look innocent, but he is perfectly capable of manipulating people around him if he wants. Luckily, he prefers to use his evil powers to help make two stubborn idiots realise they have huge crushes on each other. Way to go, little Ita! 3
Reviews and constructive criticism are always welcome.