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25 Days of Christmas - Day 18

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-The Week Before-
Christmas was a week away and you were finishing up some last minute shopping. There was just one more thing you needed. It was something for your best friend and long time crush, Italy. You wanted to make sure it was a surprise, so you had to wait until you were sure he wouldn’t be where you were to get him something. So, while he was out pestering Germany, you slipped out to the mall. That’s why you were shopping so late.
You looked from store to store trying to find the perfect thing for him. But what would he like? Besides a shirt that said “Allegiance to the White Flag” with a picture of the white flag on it or pasta. No way were you going to hunt for something like that for him. You laughed to yourself thinking of him running around in it. “Oh, Italy.” You sighed with a wide smile.
“Yo, (Name)!” A familiar voice came from behind you. You turned around to see Poland running towards you with Lithuania right behind him. Poland was a good friend of Italy, and, naturally, a good friend of yours. “Hi, Poland. Lithuania.” You said when they reached you.
“Hi, (Name).” Lithuania said, but he seemed to be wrapped in his own thoughts. Probably something Poland did.
“What are you doing here?” Poland asked.
“Oh, just looking for a gift for Italy.”
“This late?!”
“I needed to sneak away from him.”
“Oh, I see. Hey, I have an idea.”
“Really? What?”
Poland whispered his idea into your ear. You smiled. “Poland! That’s perfect!”
“Well, duh. I’ve known Italy, like, way longer than you, so I know what he likes.”
“Can’t argue with that logic.” You shrugged.
-The Day Before-
You dragged Italy away from your closet where you hid his gift for the millionth time since you bought it. “Italy, would you stop trying to peek at your present?!” You scolded.
“But, (Name), I wanna see it.”
“Tomorrow, Italy.”
“But...”
“No, buts.”
“Aw.”
Italy sulked into the kitchen. You shook your head. What were you going to do with him? You walked back to the closet and looked at your gift. It was a painting done by a friend of yours. It was a picture of you and Italy, together. You and Italy both were holding white flags and smiling. German, Japan, Prussia, Gilbird, and Romano were in the bag with white flags of their own. On it was a bow tied around the top left corner with a tag hanging off of it that said, ‘To: Feliciano; Love: (Name).” The painting looked so real had you not seen it painted with your own eyes, you would have guessed it was a photo. You were surprised that your friend gave it to you for free. You heard footsteps and quickly closed the closet door and turned around. Italy was standing in the doorway.
“Hey, (Name).” He said. “Y-yes, Italy?”
“Uh...well a friend of mine I going to come pick u up tomorrow for England’s party, ok?”
“Ok, Italy. Is that all?”
“Uh...” Italy thought for a minute. You shook your head again. Only him, you thought.
-The Day Of-
You, Italy, and Italy’s friend arrived at the party together. For a while you three stayed in a group, but, when Germany had called Italy so they could sing, you split up. You and Italy rejoined each other once he was done, but his friend went with Romano somewhere, leaving you and Italy alone.
You and Italy stayed by either the food or Germany until the party was over, when it was, Italy’s friend left with Romano, so you and Italy drove in Italy’ car (which you had taken instead of hers). When you had gotten to your place, Italy asked,
“Can I see my present, now?” Italy asked for the hundredth time that day. You groaned. “Fine, Italy. Wait right here and don’t move.”
You went to your room and went to the closet. You picked up the painting. It was still in perfect condition. You turned around to go back to Italy, but he was already behind you, making you jump. “Ah!...Italy!” You glared at him, but he continued to smile and took the painting. “This is for me? Wow! It’s so realistic! I love it! This must have cost you a fortune or did you paint this?”
“I didn’t paint it; a friend of mine did and he did it for free.”
“Free?! Wow! That’s amazing! You have one cool friend. Now, its my turn to give you something.” Italy put the painting down. “Now, close your eyes really tight.”
You closed your eyes and wondered what it was he got you. You guessed probably some pasta dish he wanted to you try, but your mind quickly change when you felt something warm press up against your lips. You quickly opened your eyes and pulled back, confused. Italy looked at you with a frown. “What’s wrong, (Name)? I thought you liked me.”
You blushed madly. How’d he find out? “I...uh...how...how did you find out?”
Italy regained his smile. “Poland told me! And America and Prussia, too!”
You blushed more. How any of them found out about that, you didn’t know, but you’d kill them later.
“When they did,” Italy continued. “I was really happy, because I like you a lot, too and I figured, what better day is there than Christmas to tell someone how you feel, besides Valentine’s Day?” He took your hands. “So, (Name), what do you say? You wanna be my girlfriend?”
You looked at Italy, not exactly sure what to say. You wanted to say yes, but the part of your brain that controlled your mouth was still stuck on the kiss, so you used whatever part of your brain that was still working right you could to wrap your arms around Italy and kiss him. He took no time in kissing back. After a while you pulled away, not entirely sure what just happened. Italy looked at you, confused, but smiling.”
“So...is that a yes?”
Prussia: Ah, Italy. So cute you are.
Italy: I know, right?
Me: Prussia, dude, that was my line. I’m supposed tot start the A/C’s off.
Prussia: I am more awesome than you, so I can do whatever I want.
Italy: He’s got a point.
Me: Indeed.
Prussia: Kesesese!
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italy !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! >3<