The Best Medicine, (6/?)
anonymous
July 7 2010, 13:51:00 UTC
The taller boy sighed as he set the mug of milk tea on the bedside table, before joining Italy in bed, wrapping him up in his fleece blanket and pulling him into his lap once more. Italy laid his head wearily on Germany’s shoulder. He was so miserable that he hardly noticed the shy brush of Germany’s thick fingers against his cheek and forehead as he pushed Italy’s sweaty bangs away from his face before offering him the tea. A sip of the warm, sweet liquid running down his sore, parched throat brought a sigh of relief from Italy. The slightly thick and sticky mixture of tea and cream and honey calmed the tickle in his throat and made it just a little bit easier to breathe.
Germany took the medicine from the plastic shopping bag he had left on the bedside table and pushed a small blue gel caplet from its plastic and foil wrapping and into his hand. He knew that Italy was bad about taking medicine and prayed that giving it to him in pill form would allow them to avoid that issue. At least pills could be swallowed without being chewed so that they wouldn’t have to worry about the taste. Personally, Germany was a big fan of this brand of medicine; it always did the trick for him when he had a cold. He offered the caplet to Italy who shied away from it.
“Italy, I promise you’ll feel a lot better after you’ve had this medicine,” he said in his gentlest, most soothing voice. “You don’t chew it so there’s no bitter taste. Just put it on the back of your tongue and take a big drink of tea and it’ll all be over.”
Italy eyed the pill dubiously before looking up at Germany again with his wide, vulnerable brown eyes. “P-probise? Probise it doesd’t taste yucky?”
“I promise,” Germany nodded, trying to ignore the way his cheeks were heating up and his heart was pounding. “I always use this brand when I’m sick so I can personally recommend it.”
Italy tried to sniffle again as he reluctantly accepted the pill. He put it on the back of his tongue as Germany had instructed him and hastily took a gulp of tea. Germany watched him apprehensively for any sign that he was going to spit it out or choke on the caplet as it went down but Italy simply lowered his mug and rested against Germany, still shivering slightly in spite of the hot beverage he was drinking. The taller boy let out a tiny sigh of relief. He honestly hadn’t been expecting that to go quite so smoothly. He rubbed Italy’s shoulder affectionately as a means of offering silent praise.
Italy had almost finished his tea when his head began to nod. Germany couldn’t help smiling ever so slightly as Italy rubbed his eyes and mumbled some sleepy nonsense. Usually it annoyed him when the other boy acted like a child, but sometimes it was a bit endearing. Germany plucked the mug gently from Italy’s hands and set it on the bedside table. Now that Italy’s hands were free, he wrapped his arms loosely around Germany.
“Tired?” Germany asked quietly, tracing along the curve of Italy’s round, flushed cheek with his fingertip.
“Mm,” Italy murmured. “Gerbady… you’ll take a siesta with be, wod’t you?”
Germany’s face heated up rapidly. “I-I promised, didn’t I?”
Italy smiled faintly at him before letting his eyes flutter shut as Germany nervously cleared his throat and crawled under the covers with him. Then the Italian frowned, his eyes easing open again grudgingly and he fixed Germany with an uncertain look.
“Gerbady will still be here whed I wake up, right?” he asked. “You wod’t leave be all alode agaid, will you?”
That comment made Germany a bit indignant. He had properly notified Italy of his intentions before he’d left and the only reason he’d gone in the first place was to buy medicine for the boy himself. Italy was making him out to be some selfish, heartless jerk. Was that really how Italy saw him?
“Of course I won’t leave,” he grumbled. “I already promised, didn’t I? I’m not the kind of person who would abandon someone who needs help; you should know that by now.”
Italy attempted a sniffle and coughed weakly. “I’b sorry… I did’t bean to bake Gerbady adgry… I just… dod’t wadt to have adother scary dreab…”
The Best Medicine, (7/7)
anonymous
July 7 2010, 13:53:11 UTC
Italy clutched his shirt urgently at those words, looking up at him, his eyes wide with surprise and hope. When Germany saw that look on his face, the next words tumbled from his lips before he even had time to consider not saying it. “Because I love you.” Italy let out a little whimper at those words and clung to Germany desperately, nuzzling him enthusiastically. Germany was pretty sure Italy was wiping his nose on his shirt, but at the moment, he was having a hard time caring. He was blushing so furiously that he wondered if he might actually be giving off light and his heart pounded like a angry wild animal trapped inside a too-small box. He’d actually said it, the words that had been trapped in his head and heart for far too long, echoing deafeningly in the confined spaces and begging to be let out. As embarrassed as he was, he also felt liberated.
“I’ve waited so log… to hear Gerbady say that,” Italy gasped. “I’ve loved Gerbady for such a log, log tibe ad… I was so worried that Gerbady did’t feel the sabe way…”
He looked up at the taller boy, his eyes shining with tears again. “I wish I was better so I could kiss you…”
Germany cleared his throat awkwardly before hesitantly leaning forward and touching a shy kiss to Italy’s burning forehead. “The sooner you sleep… th-the sooner you’ll get better,” he mumbled.
Italy wrapped himself around the German, sighing happily as he tucked his head under Germany’s chin and muscular arms curled around him protectively. In spite of the misery caused by his cold, he couldn’t stop the smile that tugged at his lips when he noticed how hard Germany’s heart was beating. There were no words adequate enough to describe the depth of his appreciation that Germany had battled his own shyness and nerves to tell him how he felt. He couldn’t wait until he got better so that they could go on a date together. There was also the kiss to look forward to, of course. Italy wanted to giggle in anticipation but knew it would only end in a painful coughing fit so he bit back the joyful sound.
“Gerbady?” Italy mumbled sleepily. “Cad you tickle by cheek? It helps be fall asleep…”
Germany’s lips curled into a hint of a smile as he touched another kiss to the top of Italy’s head and began to stroke the silken skin gently. Then he paused in surprise.
“Italy…” he began, his voice tinged with disbelief. He pressed his cheek against Italy’s forehead, checking his temperature more carefully. “I don’t know how it’s possible, but your fever is already starting to go down! I knew that medicine I gave you was good but I’ve never seen it work this quickly…”
“Gerbady’s love ad kisses are the best bedicide id the world,” Italy whispered, more asleep than awake.
“That’s impossible…” Germany muttered.
He checked his temperature again on a different spot on his forehead to make sure, but there was no mistaking it. Italy’s fever was starting to fade. It wasn’t gone, in fact it was still moderate, but it no longer felt on the verge of being dangerous. Not only that, but the smaller boy was no longer shaking quite so badly and he seemed to be breathing just a little easier. Germany shook his head slightly in wonder and disbelief as he began to tickle Italy’s cheek again.
At the same time, though, he couldn’t help smiling just a little. He knew it was silly and completely infeasible, but the thought that he could heal the one he adored with his love and kisses made him happy. Germany hesitated a moment before ghosting more kisses along Italy’s cheek and down his neck, just on the off chance that they really did have some sort of effect. After all, it couldn’t hurt and it might help. Italy snuggled closer in his sleep and mumbled Germany’s name. Germany pulled the covers up higher around them before nuzzling his nose into Italy’s downy hair and letting his own eyes slip closed.
Re: The Best Medicine, (7/7)
anonymous
July 7 2010, 15:57:02 UTC
OP here: Thank you author!anon this was so sweet i loved it! And such a long fill - i enjoyed reading it a lot (GerIta is such a lovely pairing) You made me really happy with your fill! *hugs author!anon*
Re: The Best Medicine, (7/7)
anonymous
July 7 2010, 18:41:19 UTC
what IS this anon, so fluffy and cuddly and warm and GHHHHHH
i love you. it was so adorable. oh, germany (oh, freaky pervy france. XD lol), oh, italy. you're cute even when you're out of it. (oh, japan XDD)
it was perfect. and cute. and... oh, anon, i really don't know what to say except that i've loved reading this long, lovely fill and my heart is filled with this awesome. thank you X3
The Best Medicine, (6.1/?) Oops, I'm an idiot
anonymous
July 7 2010, 22:34:13 UTC
Germany sighed and pulled his friend’s sick, trembling body close and hesitantly wrapped his arms around him. “L-listen to me, Italy,” he commanded softly, his cheeks reddening steadily as he tried to steel himself for what he was about to say. “I won’t leave. When you open your eyes, I’ll still be right here. There’s… there’s nowhere I’d rather be than with you.”
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anonymous
September 18 2010, 00:12:57 UTC
Awww! This was so cute, and sweet, and perfect! LOL at Japan being 100% sure, and also France's little cameo! And awwwww! Italy's sick voice, and Germany' confession <3 All in all, brilliant fic~
Germany took the medicine from the plastic shopping bag he had left on the bedside table and pushed a small blue gel caplet from its plastic and foil wrapping and into his hand. He knew that Italy was bad about taking medicine and prayed that giving it to him in pill form would allow them to avoid that issue. At least pills could be swallowed without being chewed so that they wouldn’t have to worry about the taste. Personally, Germany was a big fan of this brand of medicine; it always did the trick for him when he had a cold. He offered the caplet to Italy who shied away from it.
“Italy, I promise you’ll feel a lot better after you’ve had this medicine,” he said in his gentlest, most soothing voice. “You don’t chew it so there’s no bitter taste. Just put it on the back of your tongue and take a big drink of tea and it’ll all be over.”
Italy eyed the pill dubiously before looking up at Germany again with his wide, vulnerable brown eyes. “P-probise? Probise it doesd’t taste yucky?”
“I promise,” Germany nodded, trying to ignore the way his cheeks were heating up and his heart was pounding. “I always use this brand when I’m sick so I can personally recommend it.”
Italy tried to sniffle again as he reluctantly accepted the pill. He put it on the back of his tongue as Germany had instructed him and hastily took a gulp of tea. Germany watched him apprehensively for any sign that he was going to spit it out or choke on the caplet as it went down but Italy simply lowered his mug and rested against Germany, still shivering slightly in spite of the hot beverage he was drinking. The taller boy let out a tiny sigh of relief. He honestly hadn’t been expecting that to go quite so smoothly. He rubbed Italy’s shoulder affectionately as a means of offering silent praise.
Italy had almost finished his tea when his head began to nod. Germany couldn’t help smiling ever so slightly as Italy rubbed his eyes and mumbled some sleepy nonsense. Usually it annoyed him when the other boy acted like a child, but sometimes it was a bit endearing. Germany plucked the mug gently from Italy’s hands and set it on the bedside table. Now that Italy’s hands were free, he wrapped his arms loosely around Germany.
“Tired?” Germany asked quietly, tracing along the curve of Italy’s round, flushed cheek with his fingertip.
“Mm,” Italy murmured. “Gerbady… you’ll take a siesta with be, wod’t you?”
Germany’s face heated up rapidly. “I-I promised, didn’t I?”
Italy smiled faintly at him before letting his eyes flutter shut as Germany nervously cleared his throat and crawled under the covers with him. Then the Italian frowned, his eyes easing open again grudgingly and he fixed Germany with an uncertain look.
“Gerbady will still be here whed I wake up, right?” he asked. “You wod’t leave be all alode agaid, will you?”
That comment made Germany a bit indignant. He had properly notified Italy of his intentions before he’d left and the only reason he’d gone in the first place was to buy medicine for the boy himself. Italy was making him out to be some selfish, heartless jerk. Was that really how Italy saw him?
“Of course I won’t leave,” he grumbled. “I already promised, didn’t I? I’m not the kind of person who would abandon someone who needs help; you should know that by now.”
Italy attempted a sniffle and coughed weakly. “I’b sorry… I did’t bean to bake Gerbady adgry… I just… dod’t wadt to have adother scary dreab…”
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“I’ve waited so log… to hear Gerbady say that,” Italy gasped. “I’ve loved Gerbady for such a log, log tibe ad… I was so worried that Gerbady did’t feel the sabe way…”
He looked up at the taller boy, his eyes shining with tears again. “I wish I was better so I could kiss you…”
Germany cleared his throat awkwardly before hesitantly leaning forward and touching a shy kiss to Italy’s burning forehead. “The sooner you sleep… th-the sooner you’ll get better,” he mumbled.
Italy wrapped himself around the German, sighing happily as he tucked his head under Germany’s chin and muscular arms curled around him protectively. In spite of the misery caused by his cold, he couldn’t stop the smile that tugged at his lips when he noticed how hard Germany’s heart was beating. There were no words adequate enough to describe the depth of his appreciation that Germany had battled his own shyness and nerves to tell him how he felt. He couldn’t wait until he got better so that they could go on a date together. There was also the kiss to look forward to, of course. Italy wanted to giggle in anticipation but knew it would only end in a painful coughing fit so he bit back the joyful sound.
“Gerbady?” Italy mumbled sleepily. “Cad you tickle by cheek? It helps be fall asleep…”
Germany’s lips curled into a hint of a smile as he touched another kiss to the top of Italy’s head and began to stroke the silken skin gently. Then he paused in surprise.
“Italy…” he began, his voice tinged with disbelief. He pressed his cheek against Italy’s forehead, checking his temperature more carefully. “I don’t know how it’s possible, but your fever is already starting to go down! I knew that medicine I gave you was good but I’ve never seen it work this quickly…”
“Gerbady’s love ad kisses are the best bedicide id the world,” Italy whispered, more asleep than awake.
“That’s impossible…” Germany muttered.
He checked his temperature again on a different spot on his forehead to make sure, but there was no mistaking it. Italy’s fever was starting to fade. It wasn’t gone, in fact it was still moderate, but it no longer felt on the verge of being dangerous. Not only that, but the smaller boy was no longer shaking quite so badly and he seemed to be breathing just a little easier. Germany shook his head slightly in wonder and disbelief as he began to tickle Italy’s cheek again.
At the same time, though, he couldn’t help smiling just a little. He knew it was silly and completely infeasible, but the thought that he could heal the one he adored with his love and kisses made him happy. Germany hesitated a moment before ghosting more kisses along Italy’s cheek and down his neck, just on the off chance that they really did have some sort of effect. After all, it couldn’t hurt and it might help. Italy snuggled closer in his sleep and mumbled Germany’s name. Germany pulled the covers up higher around them before nuzzling his nose into Italy’s downy hair and letting his own eyes slip closed.
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Thank you author!anon this was so sweet i loved it! And such a long fill - i enjoyed reading it a lot (GerIta is such a lovely pairing)
You made me really happy with your fill!
*hugs author!anon*
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i love you. it was so adorable. oh, germany (oh, freaky pervy france. XD lol), oh, italy. you're cute even when you're out of it. (oh, japan XDD)
it was perfect. and cute. and... oh, anon, i really don't know what to say except that i've loved reading this long, lovely fill and my heart is filled with this awesome. thank you X3
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LOL at Japan being 100% sure, and also France's little cameo!
And awwwww! Italy's sick voice, and Germany' confession <3
All in all, brilliant fic~
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