Feliciano twitches in his seat. Normally he'd be bouncy and wiggling, but this kind of movement is caused by nerves. Next to him leaning up against the table, is the painting that Luciano commented he liked the most. Feliciano planned to give it to him. He talked to Kiku about it too. The small nation said he thought Luciano would love it. The only problem is, Feliciano doesn't know how Luciano would react to the gift. Or if he would even accept it.
Feliciano watches Luciano jump from his seat and run out the door as the meeting ends. This is it. The other nations pass him by and Feliciano keeps his smile on. When Ludwig and Kiku came to him asking him if he's ready to leave, Feli tells them to go on ahead. Kiku gives him a reassuring smile and manages to get Ludwig out the door despite his confusion.
Luciano waits outside in the hallway until all the nations leave. Last night and the meeting made his annoyance raise to the edge.
"Ah Luciano-san," Kiku walks next to Ludwig as they exit the meeting room. Luciano raises an eyebrow at the small Asian nation's smile.
"Good luck," he tells Luciano and pulls away a very confused Ludwig. Luciano watches them go with a half hearted glare. As soon as they exit the building, Luciano heads back into the meeting room. He stops at the sight of Feliciano sitting on his desk swinging his legs back and forth, humming to himself. Luciano looks away and makes his way to his own desk.
"Ah Luciano!" He snaps his head up at Feliciano's voice. His other self comes forward, a big smile on his face, and a box in his hands. Luciano stands up straighter as he comes close, and he wonders briefly if he and Feliciano are the same height.
"I wanted to thank you, for editing my paintings yesterday." Feliciano's voice bubbles in happiness. Luciano regards him with a blank face. His paintings? He figured they came form Feliciano, but it didn't occur to him that those paintings had been done by Feliciano himself.
"This is for you! As a thank you," Feliciano holds out the long box in his hands to Luciano, who just stares at it.
"I've always wanted someone to edit my paintings, I couldn't ask anyone because they didn't notice the right things, and I couldn't ask Lovino, he would just get mad saying my paintings are better than his, and your fratello kind of scares me," Feliciano giggles. Luciano blinks.
"My fratello scares you." He states.
"Yeah just a little, I feel like he would try to do perverted things to me."
"He would never do that to anyone without consent." Luciano bites his tongue at his harsh tone. He didn't mean to sound harsh, but he knows Flavio. He's a pompous sex crazed little shit, but he would never do anything without consent. Luciano snaps his head down and glares at the floor. Feliciano fidgets, the box still outstretched in his hands.
"Are you scared of me?" Luciano asks quietly, moving his face away from Feliciano. His other half has always been scared of him. It got worse the day he pinned down that other Hungary, but she deserved it.
"Not anymore," he hears Feliciano say gently. Luciano grinds his teeth together. Slowly he moves a hand up to grab the side of the box from Feliciano, still not looking at him. He hears Feliciano giggle and move away from him. Before he can do anything stupid, Luciano picks up his stuff and leaves the room.
Luciano sits on the floor of his hotel room, unmoving, his eyes glued to the painting in front of him. The painting that Feliciano gave him. The painting that Feliciano painted himself. Luciano doesn't know why he likes it. The picture is battlefield, and in the center, two people in opposite uniforms are staring each other down about to kiss. Luciano's eyes scan the picture. The things he commented on and the parts he thought needed editing had been fixed.
AN: I think Luciano's a bit embarrassed X3 another shorter chapter I'm sorry DX the next one will be longer
Disclaimer: Hetalia ain't no belong to me