Hetalia Kisses!! (slowly updating again c: )

England x Italy *insert squeal*

Requested by @Pastel_Productions!

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The doorbell rung, and since England was upstairs, his sister answered it.

Germany stood there, holding Italy by his shirt up in the air, as Feliciano repeatedly chanted 'Pastaaaaa.'

"Can you and your brother watch Italy for a day?" Germany asked, sighing.

British Empire frowned and rolled her eyes. "Screw that." And she walked around Germany and left. England came downstairs to get a scone from the kitchen, and as he was in there shoving the food into his mouth when he heard the front door close. Turning, he saw Feliciano sitting quietly on the couch smiling with his eyes closed. England furrowed his eyebrows as he walked into the room and stood in front of Feliciano.

"What the hell are you doing in my house?"

Feli looked up at him, err, with his eyes shut. "Germany said I was being too loud for him to work, so he dropped me off here, and now you have to babysit me, vee~!!"

England chuckled. "My sister can do that."

"She left! It's just you and I!" Italy smiled.

England sighed. "Well, what would you like to do?"

"Make p-"

"Pasta? I can make pasta very well!!" England cheered. Felicianos smile faded away. Even he knew the Brits cooking was just terrible.

"Uhm.." Feliciano said uncomfortably.. "I.. guess you could make some too...?"

England smiled, pulling Italy up and into the kitchen. He pulled out noodles and sauce and seasoning and all of the pots and pans. He started cooking it as Italy watched carefully, not saying anything in fear of upsetting England. The pasta was actually starting to smell.... good!

Italy smiled as he directed England on what to do, and England didn't miss a beat as he actually cooked well.

Oops I jinxed it. Sorry x

The pan that England was using started to shake, and they both froze and looked at it.

"What the-"

They both ducked as the shaking pan flew across the room, spilling its contents all across the kitchen before falling to the floor.

Italy and England were both covered in tomato sauce.

"How did that happen?" Feliciano asked, standing up and licking his fingers clean.

"I... don't know... I guess it was overheated?" England shook his hair and grabbed a couple of towels for the two of them to wipe the food off with.

They each patted their faces and some of their clothes. Looking up, England saw some pasta sauce by the corner of Felicianos mouth.

"Hey, you uh.." England motioned to the corner of his lip.

Italy caught on and wiped the wrong side of his mouth.

"No, other side." England watched as Feliciano completely missed the spot he was talking about. Blushing, England leaned forward and licked the food away from the corner of Felicianos lips.

Italy froze.

England tasted the sauce. "What a shame, it was so good."

Italy pointed to his upper lip, telling England he had some tomato sauce up there too. England tried to lick it off, but missed.

Italy chucked and leaned forward and licked the sauce from Englands lip. England pulled the Italian closer to him and kissed him, and Felicianos eyes opened wide for a second, before slowly closing. They both could taste the sauce in each others mouths, making them deepen the kiss.

Soon they had both forgotten the reason they kissed until they were done.

"So," England said breathlessly, "Will you help me clean this mess up?" He looked around the room.

Italy, his heart beating fast, could only nod with a gigantic smile on his face.