8-Love?

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~ITALY'S POV~

I opened my door back up and we walk in, he puts the flowers down as I grab the bag, "sorry it's snowing a bit" I say he nods "no it's fine, I like the snow," he opened the door for me, I look at him as I walk out and we start to crunch through the snow, the Gazebo didn't have the flag but it did have the flowers.

I sat and began to unload, when I took out my things out my things I leave the wine and two cups in the basket under his things and hand him the basket as he finished putting down the sheet, I sit on it as he unloaded his things and paused, looking into the basket. He looked up at me and I smiled innocently.

He pulled out the wine and cups, putting them down normally, I looked up "oh-a yeah, I'm a boy-a now!" I blurt out, his face goes red and he looks at me "I know," he says as we start to eat...

~later~

I had only half a glass in my wine cup left as we talked, he drinks a lot, wow "so...are we-a a thing, or no..?" I asked confused "we didn't break up..." I say, pausing "of course..." His voice sounded slightly depressed "right?!" He asked, worrisome in his voice, putting his hand on my cheek, tears threatening to fall due to the memories of when I was young surfaced, before I could say anything he pushed the room between us away, lips connected...

*Hangs you on cliff*

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