"I'm so lucky to be your... Husband..." I mumbled happily, blushing in my sleep.
Innocent [PAFP BxB Germany x Italy]
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The blush grew brighter. "Germany...?" Italy whispered. "Germany...!"
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"Mmm... I love you..." I muttered as I slowly woke up. "Oh...Good Morning~..." I sat up, blushing.
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Italy was also blushing as Germany woke up. "Germany was dreaming about me?" He blurted out.
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"How... Could you tell?" I blushed, hiding a tiny black box in my pillowcase.
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"You talk in your sleep," Italy grinned. He laughed as he leaned back against the headboard. "So you had a good dream then?"
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"A perfect... Yet, probably impossible... Dream~..." I sighed happily.
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"Nothing's impossible Germany," Italy smiled. "If you believe than anything can happen~!"
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"Somethings are... Like..." I sighed. "Nevermind..." I took the little black box out.
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"What? I wanna know!" Italy pressed.
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"Like an I do..." I said shyly and opened a box with a ring. "Will you marry me, Italy?" I asked. The ring was at least three years old and it had three stones. The first stone was an emerald, the middle a diamond, and the last a ruby. It was engraved with, 'For my love, Italy~'.
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Italy blinked, completely shocked. "I..." He gazed down at the ring before looking up at Germany, trying to find the words to say yes.
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"I've waited for three years to ask you... But... I guess I have some over the top ambitions...
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"Yes!" Italy suddenly cried out. He jumped forward and wrapped his arms around Germany in a hug. "Yes yes yes yes~!"
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I smiled. "Really?!",I smiled, slipping the ring on.
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He nodded, a wide smile on his lips. "Really," he grinned.
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"And so you know... I bet you'd look good in a dress~... Not that anything can make you look cuter than when you have none on~" I flirted.
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It took Italy a moment to take in Germany's words before his face flushed red and he sat back down. "Dresses are for girls though," he said in a soft voice.
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I laughed slightly. "That's all you wore as a kid! A little cute maid dress~..." I purred.
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"B-Because I had to!" Italy argued, his face still red.