7 Minutes in Heaven (Hetalia)

7 Minutes in Heaven (GerIta)

France smiled as he pulled out a pasta noodle out of the bag he was holding.
"Alright who put pasta in here?"
Germany looked to see Italy stand up.
"Paaaaasta!~" Italy happily yelled running up forward next to Germany.
He sighed.
"I should have known it was going to be Italy..." Germany thought walking in the closet.
"Alright you two got seven minutes, have fun!~" France said giggling like a little girl as he slammed the door on the two nations.
"Germanyyyyy!!" Italy yelled wrapping his arms around the taller nation.
Germany blushed in shock as he pushed the poor Italy away.
"What are you doing! Get off!!" Germany yelled angrily.
"Ve~ What is it Germany? I want to give you a friendship hug!~" Italy purred hugging Germany once more, hopping that this time he wouldn't be pushed away.
But his expectation was wrong, he was greeted again by Germany's strong arms pushing him away once more.
"Stop! I just want to get this done and over with!" Germany yelled hiding the fact that his heart was racing like crazy.
"Germanyyyyy! Why do you dislike it when I hug you?" Italy said tears forming in his eyes.
Germany looked at Italy and sighed.
"It's not that I hate your hugs, I just...." Germany paused and looked away, his face slowly flushing with red.
"It's what? What is it Germany?" Italy said cupping Germany's face in his hands and turning it so it would face him.
Italy blushed.
"Awwww! Germany is blushing!~ So cute!" Italy said hugging Germany and kissing his cheek.
"Shut up!!" He yelled angrily putting his right hand over where Italy kissed him.
Italy smiled and looked at the still blushing Germany.
"Hey Germany, I haven't been completely honest with you.... when I'm with you I feel happy, happier than I would be with any other person. When I fall asleep in your arms I feel safe. You protect me even if it means you would have to get hurt. I love you Germany." Italy said turning his head away so he wasn't facing him.
Italy closed his eyes, thinking that in a few seconds, he would be denied and yelled at by the one he truly loved. Instead he was then greeted by a gentle pair of hands cupping his face.
"Italy.... Ich liebe dich auch." Germany said pulling Italy's face closer to his.
"G-Germany..." Italy said as he was pulled in for a kiss.
Italy wrapped his arms around, deepening the kiss. He could feel his heart pounding as Germany wrapped his arms around Italy's waist.
"Mmmmm.... Germany~" Italy said pulling away, slowly making his way to Germany's neck, slightly nibbling on it.
France burst the door open.
"Si mignon! You two are such a cute couple!" He yelled.
The two blushing nations walked out of the closet, Italy smiled and held Germany's hand.
"Ti amo Germany.~" He said kissing him once more.

//Thank you for reading! Sorry if it's bad, I haven't written anything in a while so I'm a bit rusty, I assure you it won't be like this for long!~//