Hey y'all!! so I finally got time to update:)) sorry it took so long!!!
And btw for anyone who reads these intros, should I put a SebeCiel fanfic or a Kellic one? (and yes. I loooove SWS and PTV)
I really need y'all's help. Well here ya go!
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Italy's P.O.V.
I sorta overheard a bit of Germany's phone call. When he called Prussia, I was standing at the top of the stairs. Germany's house is rather big, so it has an echo. And when Prussia was laughing and yelling through the phone, I picked up the words "kidding about that", "you were gay", and "liked Feli". When I heard those words, my heart skipped a beat. After I caught those words, I heard Germany say, "BRUDER?! Yes. That is why I called. NOW STOP LAUGHING AND HELP ME!" and that's when the thought crossed my mind. Was Germany asking Prussia about advice for me? Nah. It is probably something else... right? maybe I still have a chance here!
I was having what Japan called a "fangirl fit" when I heard Germany hang up. Oh you have no idea how badly I was freaking out. I dashed quickly and silently back to my room and without a sound, I closed my door and sat down with a smile on my face and got out one of the many drawings of Germany I had done before from my desk drawer. I don't have THAT many drawings of Germany. It's not like I spend my free time drawing pictures of him. Whaaaaaaaat? Psssh. Nope.
I shade a little bit more on the pre-drawn drawing as Germany open up the note and writes something back. When the note comes back under the door, I frantically sit down the drawing and open the letter to find the words "is it done yet?" written in the formal yet shaky handwriting of the amazing man on the other side if that door. Why did his handwriting look shaky? was he nervous or something? nah. Probably not.
I write back "yes:) here it comes." And slide the note back under the door followed by the drawing. I hear a small gasp followed by boots hitting the floor, like the sound of him... STANDING UP! OH LORD! What if he thinks it's creepy that I chose to draw a picture of him when I could've drawn anything in the world?! When he knocks in my door, oh I felt true terror. I thought he was going to tell me off. I frantically turn around and close my desk drawer and run around my room to tidy it a bit, only to have myself trip over my own foot. You klutz.
I slam into my cupboard and colored pencils fly in every direction. Son of a fuck. Can nothing go right today? I frantically kick all the colored pencils into the corners of the room to make them unnoticeable at first glance and rush to the door. When I open the door, I am surprised by a tight hug. "Danke, Feli. It looks beautiful." I hear him say. Oh thank The Lord. I wrap my arms around his neck and say "your very welcome, Luddy. I'm so glad you like it!" I'm now smiling like an idiot. I haven't screwed everything up yet! YES! I could hear him chuckle a bit and say "like it? I love it!" he disconnected the hug afterward. Nooooo. Hug me again. Come baaaaack. I could see him smile a bit and run a gloved hand over the drawing. "The detail work is amazing!"
Dio mio. He looks like angel when he smiles like that. We both look at eachother at the same time and my dull caramel colored eyes met with his shining blue ones. I can easily get lost in those eyes, and I think I just did. Oh my goodness. His eyes look like the sky. Wait. Is he coming closer? no. Couldn't be. Wait. Am I moving closer? what if I push him into something he doesn't want? Oh jeez. I CANT TELL IF ITS ME OR HIM MOVING!!! What if it's both of us? Oh my good lord, are we about to kiss?!
Oh I have waited forever for this! c'mon with it! I wonder what it will be like. I wonder if his lips will be soft or rough. He will probably taste like beer. Oh hurry up Ludwig!
When our faces are just inches apart, he stops and backs up a bit.
Wait, what?
No! NO!! NOOOO!!!!! COME BACK!!!
I hear him say with a sad look "I'm sorry. I don't want to push you into anything. I'll just... go make supper then. What do you want to ea-" I stop him before he can even finish.
Oh hell to the no you don't. I have waited way to long for this for you to back out now. I, surprisingly, take control. I walk straight up to him, grab his shirt collar and, as mio fratello France would say, escorted him to my kiss. Honhonhon~.
His lips were surprisingly soft, and as I suspected, he tastes like beer. I felt him stiffen up, but slowly melt into it. After what felt like hours, but was probably about a minute, I disconnected. Interlocked fingers are the only things that connected us. "You're not pushing me into anything. Trust me. And as for dinner, I got this." I say confidently. He looks at me with wide eyes and stutters a bit looking for words to say but I just smile and walk downstairs to the kitchen. Today is the best day of my life. By far.
Germany P.O.V.
Oh Mein Gott. Italy just kissed me... that was the best thing ever. He tasted like pasta and champagne. I'm just gonna go what Japan calls "fangirl" in my office. Yeah.
Japan's P.O.V.
CALLED IT!!!!!!!!!!
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Hey guys!! so this was chapter 7! WOOOOOOO!!!!!!
So we have found out that Italy can take control, Germany can fangirl, and Japan saw that whole thing from a window probably.
Well thank y'all for reading! sorry if I'm not that good at writing fluff. I'm a shy person.
Bleh.
So yeah! Tell me what y'all think! GRAZIE!!~ -kaylee
