Depressed Italy x Germany

VII

Germany's pov

"I'm sorry Italy." I said to him. Suddenly, Italy turned and tried to run for the door. Fortunately, I caught him in the nick of time, grabbing his arms and pinning him to the wall. He was struggling to break free with all his might but my strength overpowered his.

Italy's pov

I can't believe it. How could I have left Germany in there and alone!? I'm so stupid! As I tried to break out of Germany's grip, my breathing got heavy. "Italy calm down! We can talk about it!" Germany says. Calm down my ass! At this point, I was hyperventilating. "Italy, breathe slowly, calm down and breathe slowly. It's gonna be ok, here match my breathing." Germany told me. As he instructed, I tried to match his breathing. Eventually, I stopped hyperventilating. I also stopped struggling seeing that the chances of breaking out are zero. My head fell limp as tears threatened to escape. "It's going to be okay Italy. You can talk to me about it." Germany assured me.

What a crybaby

So weak

I cried even more as my head rested on his chest and my hands gripped tightly on his uniform. "It's ok to cry Italy. We all have our hard times. It's better to just let it all out than to keep it all inside." Germany said.  "I-I'm s-such a-a c-c-crybaby h-huh?" I cried out loud. "I-I-I'm w-weak. I-I'm s-stupid." I continued between sobs. "I-I c-c-couldn't e-even save h-him twice!"

"Italy... you think that but... no matter how weak, or how much you cry, everyone still loves you, so don't think that. We're always here for you. And that someone that you're talking about, I'm sure he really appreciates you for wanting and trying to save him, but I'm sure he would be sad if he saw you like this." Germany says. "Look at the present Italy. Everyone loves you for who you are. People who say you're weak are no more than just arrogant people who think high of themselves. Atleast you're not like them. You're gentle, honest, and kind." Germany added. His words were gentle and sweet.

I've gotta admit, that really calmed me down in a way, and made me a lot happier. "Th-thankyou.. Germany." I looked up at him with a smile. "I... love you." I said while looking back down, not wanting him to see my flushed face.  Unexpectedly, he put his pointer finger under my chin and lifted my head up. His face came closer, closer until my lips were brushing against his. It was then that Germany kissed me. It was my my second kiss after Holy Rome even though I've flirted with a lot of ladies. Sadly, our lips parted a moment after. "I love you too Italy." Germany said with a smile.