Hey I am getting really discourager about writing this fanfic but I know I still have fans and I keep witting for you! 3
Italy headed over to his brothers place. Tonight he was going to get piss ass drunk.
He knocked on the door.
"Fatello it's me open up!"
A vary unhappy Ramano opened the door the door.
"What do you want stupido.?"
"Lets go out drinking!"
"why?"
"I'll tell you on the was just please come with me." Wined Feliciano.
"Fine but we might have to Bring Spain so that if we both get drunk some one will drive us back."
"Vee are you sure that's the only reason."
He looked at his brother with a knowing look.
"Yes that's all!" said Ramano stubbornly.
Feli just rolled his eyes and they were off .
While in the car Italy told his brother about his plan.
"You what! Is your brain broken. That it the dumbest plan I ever heard. You're an idiot if you think that will work. Spain please tell my fatello he is being a stupido! Italian and he should just go make some pasta or something."
"Hahaha." The Spaniard laughed. "Your brothers just worried about you."
"Yah I know."
"Ok Feli let me get this straight, your going to get drunk go home and trust your stupid boyfrined who has not had sex for moths will not take avenged of you?"
"Yes."
"Feli! Have you lost it! Do you know how much of a horny drunk you are!"
"Y-Yes and if Ludwig love me and wants me to trust him again he will make sure nothing happens."
"You idioto but I cant stop you."
Italy smiled at him brother knowing fully that could stop him if he really wanted to.
"Thank you fatello." Italy said as he hugged his brother .
"get off of me stupido!"
(Back at Gremanys place)
I am a ass and such a idiot how could I not see. How could I lets this happen its all my fault. Italy I m so sorry. Germany thought to him self.
He had been trying to text Italy to just come back but his phone must have been off.
He was out with he brother so he should be fine. But why not just drink at home.
Not much he could do about he got up popped open a beer and tuned on the T.V.
(later around midnight)
A vary vary drunk Feliciano stumbled thought the door. Germany looked at Italy.
"Italy your back."
"Heyyyyyy Germany I feel funny."
"Here let me help you up to bed and you can sleep this off." Germany sighed he had to get drunk dint he. Thought the German.
"But Germanyyyyy I don't want to go to sleep." Said the Italian wile he sloppily but effectively grinding against his waist.
Oh god. Thought Germany
"Italy…stop."
He picked up Italy and carried him to the bed and laid him down and was a bout to sit back up when Italy pulled him into a kiss.
He kissed back and Italy's tong ran across Germanys lips and soon the tongs were dancing.
Germany could not ignore the taste of alcohol on the Italians tongs.
He push Italy down and sat up and he wait till Italy stop trying to rip bother of there cloths off. And took a pillow and a blanket and went to sleep on the couch.
In the morning Germany went to check on Italy he opened the door to see a shivering bundle .
"Feli?" he said softly.
"Veee please don't yell I'm never drinking again!"
Germany began to leave.
"wait …ow ." He said rubbing his head. "did we do it last night?"
"no you trying to make me but no."
And with that he left. Italy had a massive hangover he thought it best to leave him be for now.
"I will have to thank Germany in my own way. Mmmmm after my hangover gone."
Italy said to himself.
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