Hetalia oneshots

italy x russia

Russia never thought that he and North Italy would ever be friends. He had hoped at one point but he had given up on that a long time ago, after all, he was the big scary nation that everyone feared. Why would North Italy ever want to be friends with the likes of him? Which was why Russia was beyond surprised when in the middle of the night, he found North Italy in front of his door.

Russia had been sitting on the hotel bed, reading a book about sunflowers and warm places because he couldn't sleep. He was always like that on the first day in a new hotel. Russia yawned and rubbed his eyes childishly. He stood up to put the book away, the strap of his yellow tank top falling off his small shoulder. He pulled up his black elastic short shorts accidentally showing off more of his round ass and not to mention his long slender legs, but he didn't care, it was comfy to sleep in.

As Russia put the book away, he heard a knock at the door. He hummed as he walked to the door and opened it. His violet eyes widened at what he saw.

North Italy stood at the door in sweats and a wife beater, he looked up at Russia and his cheeks heated up at what he saw.

"H-hi Russia!" his eyes closed as he smiled, then opened again.

Russia tilted his head in confusion "Jallo, Italy…what are you doing at my door?" he was honestly curious.

"Well…" Italy smiled again "I was wondering…can I sleep with you? Germany kicked me out, Ve." He chuckled sheepishly, scratching the back of his head.

Russia smiled softly "Da…sure you can!" he stepped to the side, allowing Italy to walk in. Russia felt happy for the fact he would have good company "You can take the bed, I'll sleep on the floor"

Italy looked at Russia surprised "No, no! That's not good. Let's sleep together!" he suddenly grabbed Russia's hands and pulled him to the bed.

All Russia could do was blindly follow. He nibbled on his lower lip before saying "Okay…If you are sure" though he wasn't sure himself. He fell onto the bed when Italy pushed him, though he could tell he didn't mean harm. He looked up at Italy only to be pushed further onto the bed.

Italy crawled on top of Russia and looked down at the cute nation. He saw those big eyes staring up at him and smiled. He couldn't help it, he is the son of Ancient Rome. But he disguised it by hugging Russia and nuzzling his cheek "Aw! Russia is cute, ve!"

"Eh!" Russia blushed and felt very uncomfortable

"I-Italy!" Russia stuttered lightly, not knowing what to say. He might have always acted tough but it didn't mean he was "What are you doing?"

"And Russia has such soft skin too, ve!" Italy nuzzled more and took the chance to feel the body under his. It was so slender and soft under his bigger one. After all, Italians love to eat, he was lucky that he wasn't fat though.

"I-Italy lets j-just go to sleep, da?" Russia asked, almost begging. He wasn't use to people touching him, willingly and happily. Though he felt happy, he was overwhelmed at the same time. The only thing that kept him from lashing out was the fact that he regained his hope for being Italy's friend.

North Italy finally nodded, knowing that he would be able to touch Russia again soon. He got off the slender nation and got under the covers, looking at Russia happily.

Russia sighed and slowly got under the covers as well. He turned his back to Italy and slightly curled up. Then he tensed as he felt arms wrap around him, pulling him against a surprisingly firm chest. Russia swallowed back some saliva and whispered

"Italy?" but got a nuzzle against his neck and soft breathing. Russia shivered as hot breath rushed over his neck, as his neck was very sensitive. It was one of the reasons he kept his pink scarf on at almost all times.

Italy contained a wide smile as he fooled Russia into thinking he was already asleep. He noticed the shiver and held back another grin, keeping the information for later. Italy tightened his hold on Russia and slowly fell asleep for real.

Russia finally relaxed, actually finding comfort in the hold. He unknowingly smiled and nuzzled into his pillow. Russia slowly fell asleep, thinking that this is what it felt like to be accepted.

Bye 🐣🐥🐤