Germany x Italy Christmas time

It was that time of year again when everyone got all festive for Christmas, each country with their own special ways and traditions. Italy was currently outside in the front of the house him and the others shared, it was just himself currently; the other two countries out doing their business and plans. He was decorating the house and he had a fuzzy little snow hat on his head as he was just putting lights everywhere for now. He smiled a bit at himself, he would go all out, and he was excited for this holiday like anything else that was all cheery. He was always this way, when the holidays came around he was ready for it and decorated but this was his first time with Germany and Japan...it would be special.

As he hung lights around he heard boots behind him squish in the snow and he looked back with a smile already knowing who it was, "Germany!" He said happily. "Do you like the lights?" he asked laughing a little at all the ones he had already finished. "Italy...what are you doing? Decorating the house? Why?" Germany asked shaking his head a little and running a hand through his hair. "For Christmas time of course!" Italy said as he climbed down a latter. "Be careful Italy don't..." Germany started but it was too late and Italy already fell off into the snow with a gasp. He was fine though, it was only the snow and it was soft so he didn't get hurt. Italy got up shaking the snow off himself and he ran inside hitting the switch for the lights.

Germany raised an eyebrow and he backed up a bit. Italy arranged the lights so they read 'pasta' in cursive. "Do they look nice?" Italy asked as he walked out laughing as he was very pleased with himself. "Italy what does Pasta have to do with Christmas?" he asked shaking his head again and he started to walk inside. Italy watched him and he looked back to the lights, "Don't you want to help?" Italy asked taking a couple steps towards him, "I have things to do Italy, I can't right now." Germany said and he shut the front door. Italy made a soft little whine but he continued he wouldn't rest till every spot of the outside had lights; the trees, the roof...everything.

Germany was in his office filling out some things, a couple of hours passed and he liked the quietness, he liked Italy not harassing him about everything, or being captured, he knew he was fine outside, well until he heard little feet running above him. Oh god he's on the roof.

Germany got up quickly and he ran outside looking up there till he saw that little curl poking out then he saw the rest of him as he backed up. "I-Italy! Get down from there, if you fall it will hurt!" He yelled to him.  Italy turned around laughing loudly, "I'm fine Germany! I know how to get down and I'm almost done anyways." He said and continued. Germany moved a little closer, he would wait till he was done, and he was so going to fall. Italy smiled and pinned them between boards and he started to head down slowly, and he just had to step on a thin piece of ice that looked like snow that sent him to his doom.

Italy screamed wildly as he slid, yelling Germany's name the whole way as he fell. When he felt himself off the roof, and the wind going through his hair, he closed his eyes tightly and waited for that splat, but he landed in something soft, and he was held. He opened his eyes a little and looked to his savoir. Germany's eyes were wide and he was sweating, "Next time I'll do the roof." He said clearly panting from sprinting so fast to catch him.  Italy nodded a bit and he let out a sigh of relief. "You scared me to death." Germany furrowed his eyebrows a little bit. "Germany?" Italy smiling turning is head to the side. "What is it Italy?" Germany asked turning his head. "You could put me down." He smiled again. Germany felt his cheeks heat up and he put him down. "Thank you." Italy smiled and he started to put more decorations around. Germany sighed a bit and he went back to the front door, "If you go on the roof...let me know before you do." He said watching him for a minute. "Do you want to help?" Italy asked taking out little candy canes sticking them in the snow. "Sorry Italy." Germany said and went back to his office.

Germany once again in his office working on papers, getting used to the quietness and then he heard small tic-ing noises on the window. He looked over to it and he got up looking down; Italy was standing there smiling happily. Germany opened the window looking down at him, "Can you help me?" Italy yelled loudly. "With what? I'm doing stuff." He said softly. "I need to cut down a tree and I can't carry it." Italy nodded. Germany sighed and he shut the window going down with an axe. He walked around with Italy outside for a while till he picked a tree and Germany cut it down and dragged it back to the house and put it in the living room screwing it into a stand. "Is that all?" Germany asked. "Yes." Italy smiled and he got a box with ornaments and things. "Do you want to help?" Italy asked. "I still have papers to fill out." Germany said already heading to his office.

Italy shook his head and he decorated the tree for a little while, and sooner than he knew it, it was all done. By night fall Italy turning everything on and he headed to bed. It was tiring doing all that and he needed his rest anyways.

Germany was just about done doing his work and he himself after looking around at the lights, making sure they wouldn't burst he went to bed. He went into his room and once again Italy was there sleeping all curled into a ball. "Italy." He sighed sitting on the edge shaking his shoulder a little. Italy opened his eyes looking up at him. "Do you like the lights?" he asked softly turning his face into the pillows. "Yes Italy, but you're in my bed again." He said softly. Italy blinked a couple times and he sat up a little, "Can I sleep here tonight?" he asked. "If you sleep here where am I going to sleep?" Germany sighed. "The lights are bright at my window." Italy whined a little. "Then turned them off." Germany sighed. "Then I won't get presents, please Germany?" Italy asked. Germany rolled his eyes, "Fine, move over." He said and Italy went to one side of the small bed and Germany on the other.

It was quiet for a while and Italy sighed, "Germany I'm on the edge." He said. "Then sleep in your bed, you'll have more room." Germany said still trying to get him into his own bed. Italy got up, and Germany felt hopeful that he actually had convinced him, and then he felt the Italian get up on his chest lying on top of him. "I-Italy get off!" He complained. Italy shook his head, "No, this works." He said softly. Germany blushed a little but he dealt with it, this was fine...until.

Italy snuggled a little close putting his face into his neck, his small hands holding onto his shirt. "Italy...either sleep on the floor or you room I can't sleep like this." He sighed. Italy looked up at him frowning, "Why?" he asked lowering his head. "It makes me uncomfortable and you're heavy on me." Germany said looking to his side. "Ok." Italy said and he got up off of him walking to the door and out of his room, not saying anything else. Germany felt bad now and he sat there for a moment and he sighed, "Italy get back here." He groaned and Italy was waiting just outside the door to the side so he couldn't be seen. Italy ran back and snuggled back to him laughing softly, "Pasta~" he said softly and closed his eyes.

Germany watched him sleep, "Italy..." he said softly turning his head a little watching the other fall asleep. "Hmm?" Italy said looking up at him tiredly. "Do you still have more things to decorate?" German said and he couldn't help but play with Italy's hair a bit. "There are still two more boxes of things, I was too tired to finish." Italy nodded putting his face back down on Germany's chest. "Tomorrow.... Tomorrow I'll help you." Germany said a light blush coming on his face. Italy smiled and he nodded before he fell asleep and not too long after Germany did too.