A/N: I've had so many problems with this!? FF why won't you let me fix iiiittttt~~
Germany's eyes opened slightly, he yawned, his ice-blue eyes landed on the kitchen clock. It was 3AM, Time to wake Italy... "He stood up from where he had fallen asleep by the kitchen table, eying the mess of paperwork and the empty coffee cup. He decided he would clean it later, seeing as Italy's well being was more important. He opened the door to Italy's bed room sligtly. Walking in and nudging the sleeping Italian.
Italy groaned and turned. His amber eyes opened slightly, and he smiled when he spotted the german. "Is it that time already~~?" he yawned, stretching as his limbs made satisfying pops.
"Yes... Sorry, i know you must be tired..." Germany rubbed his temples "Shall we begin?"
Italy nodded, blinking a few times, and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
"Well okay then..." the german sighed as he raised three fingers "How many fingers am i holding up?"
Italy squinted "Three..."
"Good... Now, Who am i?"
Italy grinned "You're germany!"
The german smiled "Good! Now, how many people live in this house?"
"At the moment, You, me, Japan... Sometimes Prussia and Austria stay over too! Oh, and your three dogs, your, mine and japan's cat plus Japan's dog!"
Germany could barely understand any of what he was saying, he was talking so fast. But he was glad nothing seemed to be wrong yet... "Now... Do you have any siblings?"
Italy nodded "Big brother Romano!"
Germany nodded. "Good, good. I guess you can go to sleep now... We finished the questions... Is there anything i can get you?"
The italian cocked his head to the side "Water... Can i have some water?"
Germany nodded "Of course, i'll be right back!" he smiled, and headed out of the bedroom. As he arrived in the kitchen, he eyed his mess, he really needed to finish the paperwork... But he was so tired... He sighed, pulling a clean glass out of the cabinet and filling it with cold water. As he returned to the room, he soon spotted Italy who was having trouble with his bandage, that had begun to loosen. Germany handed the glass to Italy, who nodded gratefully and sipped the cold water, humming.
Germany took it upon himself to tie the bandage again, which he did neatly. He was about to head out again, needing to finish his paperwork.
But Italy grabbed his sleeve "Where are you going?" his brows were furrowed, and curious eyes followed his every move.
The german smiled "Nowhere... I just need to finish some paperwork..."
"Aren't you tired?" The smaller italian asked.
Germany shook his head "No... Not really i just-"
"Don't lie please... You've been working all day, and all night, and all yesterday, and all yesterday night... You look like you're ready to drop! Please Germany! Lie down, you can finish it tomorrow! It's lonely to sleep here without you..." his eyes turned sad, tugging at the german's heart.
"I... I can't... I'll wake you in three hours... I can read for you tomorrow, but..."
Italy frowned "B-but what if you collapse?" tears filled his eyes.
Germany opened his mouth as if to say something, but closed it shut.
"Please? Just for tonight?" Italy begged, tears threatening to spill from his amber eyes.
The german sighed, nodding "Fine... Just for tonight... I'll set the alarm so we'll both wake up in 3 hours... Okay?"
Italy smiled "Yeah!" he dried his unshed tears on the back of his hand, sniffling.
Germany ruffled his hair, before changing into his nightwear and slipping under the covers. He set the alarms and turned towards the Italian.
Italy smiled "See here... Now we can have a late night siesta!" he giggled, making the german smile.
"I guess... But, i think you'll be well enough to sleep normally now, this will be the final night, okay?"
Italy nodded, sighing contently as he snuggled up to the german, just enjoying the feel of him there. Even with all the muscle he was pretty soft and warm.
Italy looked up, to find the german struggling to stay awake, his eyes kept half closing, only to be shot open again. "Germany? What are you doing?" he asked, curiously.
Germany sighed, rubbing his tired eyes "Making sure you fall asleep properly..."
The italian frowned "You look tired... Just sleep..." he pouted.
The german sighed "I can't... What if something happens to you, and i'm asleep?"
Italy wanted to sigh himself "Germany~~ If something happens, i'll just wake you up!"
Germany rolled his eyes but with a smile on his face "How about this then... If you fall asleep before me, i'll make you pasta tomorrow?" he tried.
Big mistake... Italy's eyes widened, before narrowing in concentration. Then he pouted "That's unfair! You can't make me chose between you and pasta!" he was almost crying again.
The german was surprised, to say the least "uhh... D-don't cry... I'll make pasta regardless of who falls asleep first, all right?" he felt a little flustered.
Italy sniffled and gave a small smile "You're so kind Germany... It's why i love you so much!"
Germany visibly stiffened, and a faint blush tinted Italy's tan cheeks.
"Wh-what? Is the concussion really cured? Are you feeling all right?"
Italy looked shocked for a minute "No... I'm fine already..." his face fell, and he looked sadder than germany had ever seen him.
"So... You're saying..." he cut himself off, his face turning crimson, and suddenly, he became aware, of how close Italy actually was. He swallowed thickly.
Italy nodded you "Yeah... I love you... In the 'more than friends' way..." he said sadly and added a "I'm sorry..."
Germany's eyes widened and his cheeks flushed even brighter in the dark, but then he realized. "Why are you apologizing?" his brows furrowed.
Italy blinked a few times "B-because..." tears were spilling out of his eyes "Because i don't want you to hate me germany!" he sobbed, grabbing a fistful of germany's shirt, clinging on to it for dear life.
Germany could literally feel his heart split open, seeing Italy so sad and frightened, it was horrible. His strong, lean arms wrapped themselves around the italian "No, no, no... Shhh, Italy... I don't hate you! Not all!" he cooed, running a hand through Italy's soft brown locks.
Italy's sobbing did not stop however, if anything it increased.
Germany sat up, Italy still in his arms, sobbing so loudly you would think he was in pain.
Japan burst through the door, his katana in hand, ready for use "Italy-san! Germany-San! Are you two okay? What is wrong!?" he froze, letting his hand drop. "I-italy-san? Does anything hurt?" his voice was coated in worry as he sat down on the bed next to the bawling italian and flustered german.
Italy shook his head firmly, still clinging to germany's shirt, he was still not able to form words.
Japan's questioning gaze traveled to Germany, who simply ran his hand through the italians hair.
Japan awkwardly sat down on the bed next to them and patted Italy's back.
After calming down Italy had rested his head on Germany's shoulder, Japan rubbing his back affectionally.
"Are you sure..." he croaked, earning quizzical looks from both countries.
"You really don't hate me?" a hiccup escaped his lips.
Germany shook his head "How could i?"
Japan nodded in approval at this, causing the italian to smile.
"I love you..." the small Italian whispered, snuggling closer to Germany, he then turned to Japan, who was feeling more awkward than ever before and said sweetly "And you too of course!"
Despite being so uptight, Japan couldn't help the warm feeling he got from hearing this "I love you too Italy-san! I could not ask for a better friend..." he smiled, which was quite unusual for the japanese man.
Germany nodded as Japan stood up and wished them goodnight.
When he was out of the room, Germany sank back down into his pillows, Italy still in his arms.
He felt content, like the italian belonged there and with a sigh of content he whispered "Ich libe dich..." making Italy freeze beneath him. Germany felt embarrassed, he would surely start crying again, or perhaps even laugh at him...
But Italy did none of that, he pulled back, studying Germany's face before his face lit up like a puppy getting attention, Germany's breath caught in his throat.
"Really!? You love me back?" his voice was so full of happiness, it was one of the most adorable things the german had ever seen, apart from his own dogs and cat of course... And he could do little more than nod.
But even so the Italian giggles and pressed his lips against the bigger man, the german kissed him back.
It was slow, rythmic and romantic, Germany was becoming light headed.
The kiss lasted way to short for comfort, and the german frowned a bit as the italian pulled away, a small smile on his face.
The german pulled him in for another short, but sweet kiss before they both snuggled up close and fell asleep, a smile reached germany's lips as he heard the Italian mumbling drowsily "Ti amo, Germany..." before drifting off into sleep, dreaming about pasta.
The next morning, Italy's eyes fluttered open, he was alone and the bed was cold... Had the previous night been a dream? The thought made him feel like crying. He stood up, not bothering to change, before stepping into the kitchen. The smell of pasta entered his nose and he cocked his head. Pasta for breakfast? That was unusual...
"Ah, good morning Italy-san!" Japan greeted from the other side of the table, he seemed... Chippier than usual, like he was pleased about something...
Italy smiled "Good morning Japan! Sleep well?" he giggled, and the japanese man nodded in response "Yes, i slept very well, thank you!" he then returned to whatever he was doing.
Italy's eyes traveled over to Germany, who was humming softly as the pasta was cooking. Italy giggled, throwing his arms around the german's stomach in a hug. "Morning germany! Are we having pasta for breakfast?" he asked, trying to hide the disappointment he was feeling.
Germany nodded and smiled "Well, i did promise you last night didn't i?" he said, his cheeks flushed a little red. Italy's face lit up, so it wasn't a dream! he cheered inwardly. "Yaaaaay~~ Germany you're the best, i love you!" he kissed the German's lips softly, ignoring the click that could be heard in the background.
Germany however, did not and turned to Japan who was innocently messing with his camera.
Germany raised his eyebrows in confusion but didn't question it. Soon enough the three of them were enjoying their rather strange breakfast together and Italy piped up "Germany, Japan?" they both looked up at the mention of their names. Italy did not wait for answers before continuing
"How about we visit England today?"