The health-giving country [Hetalia]

India's epidemic

The meeting ended and Germany and Goa were one of the last to leave the room, mainly because Germany was the one that packs and organizes her papers while she was socializing with other countries.

"Goa, time to go," Germany said, pulling Goa away from her conversation with Norway.

"Luddy~" Goa whined while being pulled away.

Germany blushed as there were other countries still in the room, "Don't call me zhat - ve are in public!" He whispered hoping that she would get the message but his wife didn't seem to get it.

"But I wasn't done with our conversation" Goa reasoned, reaching her hand out dramatically to Norway who seemed to get farther and farther.

"Italy invited us out to lunch again," Germany says, rubbing his nose, "He said he vas going to try to convince Romano to come too."

"Is it pasta again?" Goa asked, already knowing the answer and was walking beside him when he released her.

"Does he ever eat anything else?"

"Not that I'm sure of-" Goa was cut off by a shout coming from behind them.

"GOA! GOA! STOP!"

The couple simultaneously looked behind them to see India running towards them, Goa smiling nervously and Germany acknowledged him with a blank look.

After running to stop in front of them India stopped to catch his breath before speaking "Goa... trade... with me." he panted, taking his hands off his knees he stood straight and greeted Germany "Good evening to you both, Germany may I borrow Goa for this lunch? My country is in desperate need of her help."

Casting a look at Goa who shook her head multiple times to disagree however inwardly Germany smirked as he saw the chance to get back at her for making him drag her here and doing all of her work. "No, she doesn't mind she was going to skip out our lunch anyways so you are free to take her." Goa's mouth hung open at him, not believing what she was hearing while India looked overjoyed then Germany's eyes turned dark as he stared down onto India "Don't try anything and make sure she comes home before 2. Are we good yah?"

India nodded frantically "Yes I make sure she comes back. I only talk to her for little bit."

Germany nodded "Good" and placed a hand on Goa's shoulder, "Good luck, mein liebe."

Goa could practically feel his smirk before he left she grabbed ahold of his shoulder and tiptoed and gave a quick kiss to him prompting a blush from him. "Yeah, good luck." she winked at him as he left completely flustered and fumbling out incoherent words.

Goa giggled as a small blush decorated her cheeks watching her beloved, and while this was happening India stood awkwardly in the background.