Italy blushed and kissed Germany back, letting himself melt against the other. "T-The wish came t-true.." He stammered, nervousness taking over him. His stomach was fluttering pleasantly.

"It did?" Germany laughed softly "you only had to ask you know..." He kissed Italy again. "You're cute when you blush you know"

Italy shook his head. "It wouldn't be so romantic if I just asked you." He blushed even darker when Germany complimented him. "You're always cute...well, hot."

"Well, that does make sense." Germany fought a blush down when Italy complimented him. "That, I think you are wrong on..."

Italy frowned at what his beloved Germany had said. He crawled ontop of the man, not realizing what he was doing was highly inapropriate. "It's true! you're so handsome and wonderful." He kissed the man over and over again, still straddling him.

"Okay, okay! I take your word for it..." Germany managed to move Italy off of him, and held him to himself once more. "You are so weird..." He kissed his forehead though to show he was teasing

Italy made a purring sound. "I'm glad you finally see the truth." He ran his finger under Germany's chin. "I think you need a mirror so you can see for yourself." He kissed the other's nose.

"I don't need to see.." He smiled. "I'll take your word for it, okay?" He yawned and stretched slightly.

"Are you tired?" Italy asked, snuggling him even more and closing his eyes. "I love you Ludwig." He hummed, falling asleep within moments.

Germany stayed awake for a while, just listening to Italy breath before falling asleep.

Italy woke up the next morning with something snuggled to him. "nnn..." He snuggled closer, throwing one leg over whoever it was. He opened his eyes and saw a sleeping Germany. "Hey!" He sat straight up and yelled. "I'm AWAKE BEFORE GERMANY!" he squeed. He got up and called everyone he knew, telling everyone and then snuggling Germany back into the bed. "Wake up sleepy head."

"Mm...?" Germany opened his eyes slowly to see Italy snuggled up to him. "Oh, good morning Italy..." He kissed the Italian's forehead. "Did you sleep well?"

He nodded. "Yes. Did you sleep well?" He mused with Germany's hair and smiled. "Do you want to come to the kitchen and get food with me?"

"Of course" He smiled. "How about I make us some pancakes or something?"

"What if I make you some pancakes." he asked. "Or....we could just stay here and touch each other?" he rubbed Germany's chest a little, not meaning it pervertedly.

"Hm, how about we just go for some pancakes? I can help you make the batter."

Italy played with Germany's hair and then stood up, walking to the kitchen. "Ok." He pulled on a frilly pink apron and handed another one just like it to Germany. "Here you go."

Germany blinked at the apron. "I'll just go without, thank you..." He smiled at the Italian though. "I don't need it"

Italy shook his head. "You have to wear it." He put it on Germany. "Neee!!! You're so cute." He got everything needed for the batter and started mixing.

"I don't want to wear this..." He looked at the apron with a frown

Italy looked at Germany and frowned. "B-But...y-you're so adorable." He pouted.

"... Fine, I'll leave it on..." He looked at Italy. "No pouting"

Italy nodded. "Yay!" He got some blurberrys to put in them. "You hungry yet?" he asked, getting ready to start.

"I'm very hungry." he smiled "And I do like blueberries..."

"Ok." He kissed Germany and then started making the pancakes. He managed to get pancake batter all over his face and hands and a bit all over the curl in his hair. "I'm messy." He grinned