Hiding Holes (/Dark/Smut/yaoi)

Chapter 4 - Germany's Dogs!

-Italy's PoV- 

I plunged my head onto the table beside Germany and Prussia. The music, even though it was quieter on this side of Spain's house, gave me a headache. I could hear Spain annoying big brother from across the room. I groaned in annoyance, my head really hurt. Something clinked beside me. 

I dragged my head up to see a beer glass in front of me and Germany and his brother looking at me with wide eyes. "What? Ve~" I asked, my voice cracked with a squeak, sending Prussia into a fit of laughter.  "you groaned erotically there, it caught us off guard" Germany spoke, he looked nervous and his cheeks had a pink colour in them. "Here take it" he pointed to the beer "I'm not drinking until we get home since I need to make sure this one gets home alright" Germany pointed to his older brother, who was surrounded by empty glasses. "I'm not a child! I'm the olderest Bru-ahh!" Prussia slurred before falling off the chair face first. I giggled slightly. 

"The last time you went out drinking with Spain and France you woke up in a bush 3 days later!!"

"Grazie Germany~" I smiled before putting the beer to my lips. IT was cold, it felt nice as the beer fell down my throat, soo good that i didn't want to stop drinking. "Italy breath!" Germany said, touching my shoulder suddenly causing me to cough. I looked at the glass and noticed there was nothing but froth left "Oh, i didn't realise-"

"Hey Potato bastard!" Romano screamed, stomping his way over to us. "Don't you dare get my fratello drunk so you can do your perverted things to him! If you even lay a finger on him i'll kill you!" 

"Fratello~ I don't think Germany's like that! It's a party, be happy and enjoy yourself" I replied, pouting at my brother. "How can I when Spain's trying to grab my ass and whispering vile sex things into my ear! He's drunk and horny which means he's almost as bad as France" Romano grumbled. Crossing his arm and rolling his eyes, "I'd just like to go home and make pasta. I only came here because you wanted to"

"That isn't true Fratello, this morning after the phone call you where saying how-"

"Shut up idiota!"

~Time skip~

The party continued through the evening, people got drunk, others got even more drunker, Prussia included much to his little brother's annoyance. I didn't feel like drinking and neither did Romano but that didn't stop Spain from stumbling over him and touching his curl. Big brother ovbiously turned bright red and pushed him away everytime his curl was touched. 

By the time Prussia was too drunk to tell the difference between gilbird and a candle, Germany decided it was time to take him home. He offered to to let me stay as well since Prussia made a big deal about not going home unless I was going with them too. 

The ride home was loud, Prussia lay across the back seats screaming from the top of his voice along side the radio, Germany, being the only on who hadn't drank any beer tonight was driving. I sat in the passenger seat beside Germany, my headache still wasn't going away though. "Hey Germany will we be training tomorrow?" I asked, knowing the answer already but i couldn't stand the silence between us both. 

"No." 

"What? But Germany you train almost everyday why is tomorrow different?!" I gasped, I was shocked, and confused. "My boss has a lot of work for me to do. Training just needs to wait until it's all done. It also means you can't sleep with me tonight"

"Whyy~"

"Because i'll be getting up early...and with you there it makes it harder to get out of bed"

"What do mean I make it harder to get out of bed? Big brother never has any difficulty" I replied, feeling slightly hurt, Germany's cheeks grew red and he didn't take his eyes off the road. "I meant you cuddle t-too much. There's the guest room and..." he trailed off, not finishing his sentance, which was unusual for him.