Innocent [PAFP BxB Germany x Italy]

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    A soft breeze blew through the brightly lit world around Feliciano as he walked down the path, a sweet smile on his lips. He hummed a melodic song as he made his way to no other than Germany's house. The Italian had decided to pay his friend yet another visit, since Romano had been shouting had him earlier. Besides, everything was better when he was with Germany!


    As the house came into view, Italy quickened his pace and raced up to the front door. He lifted his hand and knocked loudly over and over again, calling out in a cheerful tone, "Germany~! Hey Germany It's me, your friend Italy! Hello? Germany!"


    [Right, so this is a Germany x Italy thread because I can't seem to find any on the forum and I ship these two so hard :3 Anyway just jump in, and please be active or at least reply once a day. I really don't want this to die if it ever gets started.]

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    [Sure~! Just jump in :)]

    When I heard the boy's voice, I instantly brightened up. I had been waiting for him, which sounded a lot less creepy in my head... Well anyways, I raced to the door, opening it happily. "Ah! Italy! Come in!" I said, hiding a rose that I got him.

    Italy looked up at Germany with a wide bubbly smile as he opened the door. As his friend told him to come inside, he jumped up and attacked him with a hug instead. "Germany! Ciao~!" He greeted with a laugh.

    The sudden affection made me blush uncontrollably and drop the rose. "I-Italy?!" I said in a panicked tone, but in reality, I enjoyed this. I didn't want him to let go, but I made him anyways.


    Every time I see his face I think of when we became friends... How I made that kiss comment... And... What he said still follows my every thought... Did he really mean anything by "Only if you want to~!" Is my question... I need to know if he feels as strongly...

    Italy let go of his friend and stepped back, the panic in Germany's tone not even phasing him. His brown eyes glanced down at the rose that he had dropped, and curiosity began to swirl inside him. "What's that?" He asked, his voice still bubbly. The Italian bent down to pick up the rose, slightly confused. Why did Germany have a rose? And why was he holding it when he opened the door?

    "It's... A rose..." I blushed even deeper. "It's for you... I mean, I know you like flowers, and I thought it matched your beautiful eyes--?! Oh sh*t, was that out loud?!" I covered my mouth and gulped, completely loosing it at this point.

    Feli glanced up at Germany, eyes slightly wider. "You got it for me? Oh that's so nice thank you~!" He picked it up and looked it over, a wide smile on his lips. He twirled the flower around in his hand, dropping it like Germanyhad as one of the thorns pricked his finger.

    "Italy! Are you okay?! I'll go get a bandaid!" I ran t the bathroom and grabbed the band aids and antibio-whatever sap and ran back, fixing up his cut.

    Italy blinked, gazing at his bleeding finger for a moment before walking inside after Germany. "Si, I'm alright," he replied with a smile. It hadn't hurt that bad, just a small prick.

    "Good..." I handed him the flower again and shut the door. "So, um, Italy... I wanted to ask you... If, um... Well, I wanted to know if you..." I sighed. "Damn this is difficult..."

    He took the flower, making sure this time to hold it where there weren't any thorns. Italy looked up at Germany, the smile fading a little. "If I what? What is it?" He pressed curiously. "It's okay Germany you can tell me anything~!"

    I gulped. "I need to know what you ment... A while back... I said 'Friends? That sounds nice... Wait, does this mean we have to kiss?' And you said 'Only if you want to!'... Did... Did you mean that you liked me then or now? Or... Was it just a joke.... To cheer up the mood..." I asked semi sadly.

    Italy blinked, averting his gaze as he thought. "U-Uh… Um…" He glanced up at Germany, his cheeks a faint pink shade. "I… Hey~! I'm hungry, how about you?" The smile returned to his face as he moved to go to the kitchen. "Come on, I'll make pasta for both of us~!"

    I stared at him in a broken way. "Sure... Go ahead..." I sighed, feeling like a wilted rose... Dead and unwanted...

    Italy set the rose down on the counter as he began to collect the ingredients he would need for the pasta. He did like Germany… a lot. The only thing was, he was scared to tell him for some reason. I'm just a coward, he thought miserably. I didn't answer Germany's question and now he probably hates me!

    I watched the boy, gulping as I put down something I got him. It was a heart box of heart-shaped noodles. "Here you go... I got you it... As a gift..."

    [Aww this is so sweet! Germany is all nervous :3]


    Italy looked back, his eyes lighting up at the box. So Germany didn't hate him! "Ve~! You got that for me?" He walked over to the gift and picked it up gently in his hands. The curious Italian looked up at Germany before returning his attention to the gift. He opened it up, a wide smile growing on his face as he saw the heart-shaped noodles. "Germany thank you~!" Italy thanked in a bubbly tone. He set the gift down on the counter before tackling Germany in a hug.

    I put my hands around him, for once not pushing him away. "I'm sorry... For asking you that... I guess it was a little personal..." I smiled, backing away from the hug shyly.