Hetalia Oneshots

Germany x Italy : Painting

Requested by dreamslover01, thanks for requesting! ;3
I'm awful at accents, but I can try my best on ones that I know. And sorry if I got some things wrong... love the song above btw...  :D
Inspired by the picture above...
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3rd Pov.

One evening on a sunny day, a certain auburn Italian with amber eyes was setting up a spare room with painting supplies. Since Japan was spending the night at a friend's of his, (*cough cough* America's *cough cough*) it left him and a certain German alone for the night. (Ohhhhhhh yeeeeaaaaahhhh, get it on Italy. XP ) He placed down a large mat of white paper to cover up the whole hardwood floor in the room. Other than that, he grabbed paintbrushes varying from size to shape and every bottle of paint he could find: the watercolor paint, finger paint, literally every one he could find.

What was he doing this for, well, he was going to get a certain blonde haired German to paint and have a good time... If he could get him away from his paperwork for once.

In the other room, this German mentioned before was working on paperwork, as said. His tired, ice blue eyes concentrated on the paper as his hand flowed quickly filling out sheet after sheet. He had been working on these worksheets since this morning, the sky was now turning a darker shade of blue as the stars peeked through the darkened sky to show that it was getting late.

This certain Italian started to sneak down the hallway and quietly opened the German's door to his office. The quickly slipped in and shut the door just as quietly as he did getting down the hallway. Due to the German being so concentrated on his work, he never noticed the Italian that was soon right behind his chair. The Italian took this as an opportunity to wrap his arms around the tall, well built German. 

Italy's Pov.

"Ve~ Doitsu!" I said after sneaking very sneakily behind his chair and wrapping my arms around Germany's shoulders. I could feel him tense under my touch.  "J-ja, vhat is it Italy?" he said, obviously startled, face a slight hint of pink. "Doitsu, I want you to come paint with me, come on!" I said pulling his arm, which sadly did nothing due to my lack of strength. "Italy, I have vork to do." he sighed then went back to his paperwork. "Ve~ come on, take a break for once!" I said, once again trying to pull his arm away from his paperwork but he didn't budge. "Dooooiiiiiittttsuuuuuuu! Pleeeeeeeaaaaasssseeeee!" "Fine, but only for a little bit..." he sighed and mumbled. "Yay!~" I cheered. He stood up and allowed me to drag him down the hallway to the spare room I set up.

When we got to the room, I went to where all the paint was in the corner and grabbed as many things of paint I could, which was surprisingly a lot, and went back over to where Germany was and sat down. 'This is going to be so fun!' I thought while placing the big pile of paints on the paper covered ground and patting the place next to me, motioning for him to sit down.

He was looking around, amazed "Jou set zis all up on jou're own?" "Yep!~ I did it all for you too!" He started blushing slightly again, "Vhat, vhy?" "Well, you always seem so caught up in work and that stuff and I thought you needed a break!" I answered cheerfully. "Do you not like it, I can put everything aw-" "No, I-it's fine" he insisted, "It's just... nobody ever does zhese zhings for me..." he said, cheeks turning even darker then before. "Of course~ It's what friends do!"

'But I wish he was more than a friend...' my brain argued against my words. I then started daydreaming about if he actually liked me back, in which chances would range from one to a billion. He smiled one of those rare smiles and sat down next to me, taking off his coat, leaving him in his white button up shirt and black pants. "So... vhere do we start..." he asked picking up a paintbrush and holding it upside down. I started giggling and he looked at me confused. "Vhat are you laughing at?" he asked. "You're holding the paintbrush upside down silly~" I replied. "Here, like this." I said.  Still giggling slightly I took the paintbrush and turned it right side up and put it back in his hand. He blushed again due to embarrassment, (Dang, Germany's a furnace tonight!) or at least, I think it was embarrassment...

Germany's Pov. (Yay!)

I decided that we should get started with the painting so I picked up a paintbrush and said, "So... vhere do we start..." He started giggling for some reason as I felt my cheeks heating up. 'His laugh is so cute' I thought. "Vhat are you laughing at?" I asked. "You're holding the paintbrush upside down silly~" he replied. I felt my cheeks heat up even more than before. "Here, like this." he said. He then took the paintbrush out of my hand and turned it right side up and placed it back in my hand, still slightly giggling. 

'Vait...vhy vould he do zis all for me? Does he like me- No! Zhere's no vhay zhat he likes me back... right?...' Now I feel really embarrassed for my thoughts as well as my actions...

Back to Italy's Pov.

"What do you want to paint then?" I asked cheerfully picking up a paintbrush and pushing aside the fact that he was blushing like a madman. "Uh... I don't know..." he said. "Ve... I don't know either... How about we do abstract?" I asked cheerfully once again  while putting paint on two painting pallets.  I handed him a pallet with some paint on it. "Uh... sure..." he said, "Vhat is abstract?... I don't zhink I can do zhis..." he said doubting himself. "Don't worry, it's easy, you just paint random lines and it makes abstract!" I said rolling up my sleeves. I handed him a pallet with some paint on it and he dipped his paintbrush into some yellow paint and drawing a random line on the paper. "Like zhis?" he asked. "Yeah! That's how you do it!" I said then dipped my paintbrush in some paint and started on what I was thinking. We both started to paint away like there was no tomorrow.

* Mini-Timeskip to where they are both almost done *

I looked over to Germany to see his concentrated face looking down at the abstract art he was working on. His painting looked really good, but it looks like he is stressing out too much, painting is supposed to be fun, not stressful.

To lighten up the mood, I dipped my paintbrush in some light blue paint and dabbed it on the side of his cheek while giggling slightly. I quickly looked back to the painting I was working on. Once he felt the cool paint dab on his cheek and heard me giggling, he whipped his head around to look at me . He smirked while he dipped his paintbrush into some light green paint and dabbed his paintbrush on my cheek, holding back a small laugh. I decided to abandon the paintbrush in my hand, placing it to the side and dipped my finger into some paint and smeared it across his other cheek, laughing. He then got the bottle of orange paint and put some on his finger and smeared it across the bridge of my nose, chuckling.

I started to laugh more as I dipped both of my hands into some of the light blue paint from before and put my hands on the back of his white shirt, leaving blue handprints. He grabbed his paint pallet and put both of his hands in paint and put his hands on my chest, leaving colorful handprints as well. He started laughing then gathered as many bottles of paint as he could and ran across the room and set up his 'base'. I did as well but decided to stay in the center.

Laughing, he picked up 2 the bottles, opened up the lids and squirted the paint at me, hitting my hair, chest, and pants. I laughed as well, picking up some bottles of paint as well and tried to squirt paint at him, though I forgot to open the bottles of paint and ended up mostly getting myself with the paint, but some of it did get his shirt sleeve.

After about an hour of him repeatedly getting me with the paint and me missing him almost every single time, I sat there laughing. He, as well, was sitting right across from me, laughing. I looked like a huge blob of paint.

 For one final 'attack', I decided to dab my finger in the light blue paint again and got right down the tip of his nose. "Hehe, got you~" I giggled. He chuckled and got on his knees, I did as well. He put the tips of his fingers in the orange paint again and slid his hand down the clean side of my cheek, stopping at the bottom of my chin, making most of my cheek orange in the meanwhile.

He stared into my amber eyes as I stared into his now happy, stress free, ice blue ones. We both started to move closer to each other slowly by instinct. Within seconds, I felt a surprisingly soft pair of lips on mine. It felt like I was in a fantasy dream of mine. I hesitated for a couple seconds, not expecting for this to happen, then kissed back softly. The kiss started to get a little more passionate and rough, sooner or later, we pulled apart slowly, due to the lack of oxygen. (Stupid oxygen, nobody needs you *holds breath* *starts choking on nothing* *inhales deeply* Nevermind... I need you Oxygen-Senpai...)

Still staring into each other's eyes, "Does that mean-" I started but he cut me off. "Yes, Italy, ich liebe dich." I felt a smile crawl up onto my face as I crashed my lips into his again, enjoying every last bit of the kiss. I immediately felt him kiss back softly and passionately as we pulled apart again.

He laid his back on the paint-covered ground and I laid down with him as well, hugging him slightly, my arms wrapped around him and laying my head on his chest, something I've wanted to do for a long time. I looked around at the ground, "See, I told you that you could do abstract!" I said pointing at the ground and laughing.

"Heh, I guess jou're right... but I couldn't have done it vith jou if jou hadn't pulled me away from my vork..." he said. "Ve~ That was fun, wasn't it?" I asked. "Ja, I've got to admit, zhat vas pretty fun..." he smiled. "Not exactly as I planned it would turn out, but it'll do~" I giggled, and while smiling up at him before falling asleep quickly on his chest.

Germany's Pov.

Italy fell asleep on my chest quickly and I looked at the ground, admiring the abstract we made together. 'I guess taking a break from vork isn't all zhat bad... Maybe I should do zhis more often' I thought as I drifted off into sleep.

Extended Ending: (WHOOPWHOOP!)

Japan's Pov.
 
I unlocked the door to the axis house and walked inside placing my things on the sofa. I came home early from spending the night at America's due to him having errands to do so early in the morning.

I looked around the living room and the dining room, but there was nobody to be seen. Usually Germany would be up by now making breakfast or reading his morning newspaper... This is weird... I looked in Germany's office and found nobody. I heard snoring in the other room, it sounded like Italy, though it's typical for Italy to be sleeping in late though. I walked to where I heard the snoring from... the spare room? Why would anyone sleep in there? There isn't even furniture to sleep on...

I walked to the spare room and peered inside and saw paint everywhere on the paper covered floor. In the center of the floor was a paint covered, sleeping German and Italian. I  ran back into the living room and grabbed my camera and snapped some pictures of them... I have blackmail now...

So yeah, comment suggestions for stories. (I have some ideas at the end of my Canada x Reader) Don't be afraid to comment anything I did wrong, I don't bite... that hard... if you do comment a mistake though, can you please do it without being a meanie butt... But anyway, sorry if the characters seem a little out of character, I tried my best to make them fit into the plot of the story. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed!