"In your heart my love..." He said, looking into Italy's eyes. "I never leave you."

Italy's eyebrows furrowed together and he touched his chest where his heart was. "Am I always in your heart too?" He asked, not understanding how all of this worked.

"You always are." He took one of Italy's hands and held it to his chest so he could feel the beating. "Always."

Italy removed his hand from Germany's chest and put his head down to hear the constant thudding of Ludwig's heartbeat. "It like a little drum." He said softly.

"exactly... My heart beats for you Italy. You alone..." Ludwig held Feliciano close to himself

Italy hummed lightly and then felt something warm running down his face. He was....crying...and smiling...at the same time...? "I feel really weird." Was all he could say as he looked at Germany.

Ludwig looked at Feliciano. "You do?" He wiped away the tears gently. "I'm sorry?" He was slightly confused

Italy simply took Germany's hand in his own and held it for a good while. "I'm so happy that my eyes are leaking..does that mean its still crying if you're doing it because you're happy?" He asked.

"It means your so happy, smiling isn't enough to convey it." He sat down on the ground and held Italy in his lap/

He leaned up against Germany and then sighed contentedly. "That makes sense." He turned and kissed the other softly on the lips, holding him there for a bit before turning back to snuggle against Ludwig's chest.

Ludwig just silently held Feliciano, swaying them back and forth, not caring for anything but the two of them.

Italy closed his eyes. "Ypure about to make me take a siesta." He said, trying to stay awake.

"Then take one." He stroked the Italian's head. "I'll be here when you awake."

Italy allowed himself to drift off. He had Germany holding him, and he knew that there was no safer place he could be. He dreamed of their date tomorrow, so many different scenarios were piping up in his head. He wondered what they would do and were they'd go. It was so exciting to think about.

Germnay planned for a while, thinking about what exactly he could do. He knew a romantic dinner would be in order, but what else?

Italy woke up a good time later and then looked up to see he was still in the arms of Ludwig. "Hello." He said and yawned. He stretched a little before settling back down in the same place. He didn't feel much like getting up.

"Hello Italy." He said with a smile. "Did you sleep well?" He figured he did. There was no tossing and turning or thrashing... Or tears

The smaller country nodded. "Yeah. Really well." He said and kissed Germany's cheek. "What do you want to do now?" He asked.

"Well, I think we should change your bandages first to prevent any infections before we do anything at all."

Italy groaned. "That doesn't sound very pleasant."

"It has to be done Italy." Germany stood with the Italian still in his arms and walked into his room.

Feliciano pouted slightly, his lip poking out and his eyebrows furrowed. "I don't want to."

"Well, I'm changing them so, you have to do it." Ludwig said wiith a frown

Feliciano wondered what could get him out of this. It sounded so painful. "Please don't make me. It's going to hurt." He pleaded, begging for mercy. He knew Ludwig wasn't going to cave in. If Italy did come up with some sort of infection it could kill him.

"I saved you from dying once. I refuse to let you get an infection." He said with a determination