Random Oneshots

Germany x Italy

"We should get this!" Italy pointed to a box of pasta. Germany looked and slightly smiled. "Italy, you have pasta at home." "Perché?" Italy asked. "Weil." Germany said and tickled Italy. "Now, we need to get home soon. They paid for their items and were on their way.
On the way home, Italy was on Germany's back for an easier way of transportation. Italy was panting. "Why are you panting when you're not the one carrying someone else and groceries!?" Germany said. "Thinking about it makes me tired." Said Italy, meaning to say that thinking about work made him tired. "Well, let's have a rest on this bench then." Said Germany, pointing to a nearby bench in a lovely park.
"Va bene! Splendida!" They sat. Italy inched closer to Germany and weaved his fingers in between Germany's. "You know," he said. "I would like to become joined countries one day. You know, a bond.." Italy said it in a shaky voice. "Das wäre nett.." Germany said back. They looked at each other for a moment. And for that moment everything else froze to them. Everything stopped. All they knew were each others gaze. They inched closer until their lips were barley inches, barley centimeters away as they both whispered the same phrase in different languages - "Ich liebe dich." and "Ti amo."
They kissed. Right there in the middle of the park while everyone was staring. Germany soon leaned back and said "Ughhh PDA" Italy just giggled. He picked up the bags and said, "Come on, we have just a mile left!" Germany chucked. "I guess so" he said. They held hands all the way back to Germany's house.