AN: Quick Author's Note, thanks whoever decided they wanted to read one of my stories. I may not be the best, but... Just enjoy the story alright? Or don't, I don't want you living a lie. ((Note: Please listen. I do not have an OTP in any fandom and do not have a bias for any ship. I just put Germany and Italy in here because I thought it fit the most.))
Human Name Guide:
Ludwig Beilschmidt - Germany
Feliciano Vargas - Italy
Gilbert Beilschmidt - Prussia
Begin!
Feliciano was poking Ludwig's side to get his attention away from a thick novel. Finally, after a minute, the German decided that Feliciano would not stop unless he answered. He sighed and questioned, "What, Italia?"
He paused his pokes and smiled. Feliciano answered, "Just wanted to check on you. There's something wrong with you. What is it?" Ludwig ignored the last question and continued reading. "Please?" The Italian started poking again, causing Ludwig to visit the last solution he thought of earlier.
"If I tell you, will you leave me alone?" Feliciano nodded cheerfully. "Then... I'm going out with a girl tonight who Gilbert set me up with... And I have no idea what to do..." (AN: I have to do it... Ukraine's voice: "Just show them your chest!")
Feliciano's smile dropped for a half second and continued, "Well, I could teach you! Right?" The least he could do was let Ludwig have a good time. The girl was probably very sweet and lovely, but Prussia chose who it would be, so he didn't know. The German finally succumbed to the influence of the pasta loving person and agreed.
"Ve~! The first step is holding her hand! Like this," He squeezed Ludwig's hand softly and held it in his own. "If you're taking her to a scary movie and a really scary part happens and she's scared," Feliciano stopped explaining and held Ludwig's hand again, tracing the palm with his thumb, "This lets her know that you're there, and you look brave, so that's comforting..."
The Italian person moved on, "The second step is of course, hugging!"
"I think I know perfectly well how to hug!" Ludwig stopped Feliciano from going into his arms. (AN: Sassy Ludwig is sassy.)
"Who are you talking to about hugging? I've hugged you before and my studies show you hug way too tight," Feliciano persisted in attempting to hug the taller person. The German wasn't weirded out because this is exactly the kind of excuse he would make. Finally, the Italian began poking again, tricking the German into thinking he was starting the poking game again and built up his defenses up for that. Using his guard being let down, Feliciano swooped into Ludwig's arms and performed and almost perfect hug.
Ludwig sighed and accepted the Italian comfort. "If only you used this kind of strategy in the battlefield..," He muttered under his breath.
"The third step, perhaps the most important step, is kissing!" Feliciano almost went into a yelling level. Waiting for the German's reaction patiently, Feliciano twirled his thumbs.
Ludwig only said a sentence in reply, "Before you ask, I do not want a demonstration."
"Too late!" The Italian lightly kissed his lips, ending it as soon as it started. "That's all you need to do! Any questions?" He acted like what just happened hadn't happened.
The German lightly blushed and asked, "Why... would you do that?"
Feliciano sighed, "Ti amo, Ludwig." The one sentence that wandered in his mind for months now, was out. Ludwig still looked confused, and the Italian mentally facepalmed, realizing he said it in Italian.
"I still don't understand..." The German sighed.
Feliciano decided to play it smooth and said, "One day, you will."
He snapped out of it and began again, "The next step, if you ever make it this far is-"
AN: Translation notes: Ti amo: "I love you." The one line that can make anybody squeal in joy, if they ship it.
Feliciano, I do not want to make this mature. I think I really liked this because most fanfictions go like, "The two suddenly realized their forever love." (That doesn't mean I don't like the entire story because of that. And not all are like that.) I tried not making stupid, only mistakes you make when you type really fast, spelling mistakes because I don't want people to be fangirling and complaining about grammar at the same time. (Just kidding.) Anyway if you liked this, thanks for reading.
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One Day (A GerIta fluff)
FanfictionCould it be? Author is writing... GerIta? Yes, but it's FLUFF. Keep it PG. And plus, I had this idea forever, and who doesn't deserve a good fluffy story. Japan, I give you full permission to read this.