RL with Germany; backdated to after TimeWarp virus

[gluttonforpasta]

Italy's dreams were strange and murky, an odd mess of what were memories and couldn't possibly be real. He dreamt...although it felt too real to be a dream...that he was small once again, wearing his maid's dresses. There was a cold field, covered in the bodies of dead soldiers, shrouded in fog as the day headed towards sunset. It still stank of

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[potato_bastard]

Even asleep, Germany could sense that something was wrong. That Italy was curled up next to him, like he'd gone to sleep, but...that he was clinging. Not in the way he was used to having Italy cling to him, either. Tight, shaking. He heard the faintest of noises, however it was accompanied by another shaky breath from Italy, and so Germany woke up.

Unconsciously he wrapped an arm around the other man, pulling him close and tight against him for a moment as he struggled into consciousness before blinking his eyes open and looking at the man lying beside him. Alright, yes. Something was definitely wrong, there. "Italy...?" he asked, softly.

[gluttonforpasta]

Oh. He hadn't meant to wake up Germany, though when his arm wrapped around him he cuddled closer automatically. Silently, he wondered if Germany remembered anything from the virus, or if those memories had been swept away by time, too.

"I'm sorry," he said, sniffing, trying to sound calmer than he actually was. "I didn't mean to wake you up. You can go back to sleep, Germany."

[potato_bastard]

Germany didn't remember anything from the virus, not readily at least, so Italy's tears were definitely a surprise. He wasn't the sort to have nightmares, and although he did cry a lot, to have Italy tell him that he was sorry for doing so, that he shouldn't pay attention to it... Germany automatically knew that that was not a good sign.

He pulled Italy flush against his chest, cradling the other man to him as he looked down at him, silently inquiring. "What's wrong?"

[gluttonforpasta]

Italy shook his head, not looking up to meet Germany's face. Even while he was trying to force down sobs, it felt so nice to be in Germany's arms, knowing he was there and safe and healthy, without any looming threat of losing him.

"It was nothing. Just a virus," he said, burying his face against Germany's chest. "I'm being silly, that's all."