Blossom (A 2p! PRUMANO - Hetalia FanFiction)

| Day Twelve |

Siegmund rolled onto his stomach, and pressed a pillow onto his head. He squeezed his eyes shut, and grunted. He felt someone pulling on the pillow.

"Come oooooooon! Must we do this every morning, Lazy Ass??'

Siegmund frowned at the sound of Flavio's voice. Ever since that dream, he's found himself having mixed emotions. Ever since Flávio hugged him in the library, they've continued to reoccur whenever Flávio was around. He hasn't had dreams like that since...her. Siegmund shuttered at the very thought.

"Are you cold, Siegmund?" Flávio said, his tone of voice unfamiliar to Siegmund.

Siegmund froze as he felt Flávio flop on top of him.

"Come on. Get up - I had to bring work with me today. Luciano and Siegfried are making drama with Alex again," Flávio let out an exaggerated groan, "And of course, Luciano got me involved."

Siegmund stayed inhumanly still. Flávio propped himself up with his elbows, and twisted to pull the pillow off Siegmund's head.

"Hey! Siegmund?! Are you listening to me??"

Inhumanly still.

For a moment, Flávio got worried. And then, he got mad. How dare Siegmund make him...make him...make him care?!

Flávio jabbed Siegmund with his elbow.

"Hey! Get up! What are you - sick or something?!" Flávio nearly screeched.

Siegmund rolled up, pushing Flávio into a standing position off the bed. He sat up, and looked down at his hands.

"Siegmund?"

"..."

"Siegmund?"

"..."

"Fine!" Flávio shouted, exasperated, flailing his arms, "Be like that then! Don't expect anything from me then!"

Flávio sauntered out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

Siegmund blinked a few times, slowly lifting his head to look at the door Flávio had walked out of. He gritted his teeth, and pressed shoved his hands between his thighs. The more he sat there, the worse it got. He could hardly stand to be around Flávio anymore. These mixed feelings were tearing him apart. He wished his mind would just choose something, and stick to it. Anything would be better than this. Well...anything except...

Siegmund shook his head. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately because of Flávio. But he couldn't help it. That damned Italian man just...confused him so much.

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When Siegmund finally came out of his room about an hour later - Flávio was impatiently tapping his foot in the kitchen, arms crossed, paper bag in one hand, white designer hand bag in the other.

When Siegmund cocked his eyebrow, Flávio rolled his eyes, and huffed.

"I said I would take you shopping," Flávio said, tucking a loose blonde lock behind his ear, "So let's go already."

Siegmund gave a small smile, and walked towards the door. He held it open, and dramatically gestures for Flávio to walk through it. Siegmund felt proud when he saw Flávio holding back a giggle.

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Siegmund twirled on his heel, taking in the sights and sounds of the outlet mall. Siegmund didn't even know there was a mall in walking distance of his house - that would probably be because he never leaves the house. Flávio watched Siegmund's gawking, an amused expression on his face.