Hetalia Oneshots (REQUESTS OPEN)

Fun in the Hot Springs (ItaPan)

A/N: Gets a little steamy for a sec. Just a warning. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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Italy and Japan sat in the hot spring quietly. Both of them drunk off of the sake Japan had brought. The two were enjoying a nice soak, and there was nothing wrong with that. There was definitely no homosexual thoughts racing in their heads. Italy glanced at Japan, his innocent smile turned into a smirk. "Ve~. Japan you're really cute." The Italian commented nonchalantly.

Japan's face flushed in embarrassment, he gave a small nod. He slipped deeper in the water, his face burning. "Y-You're cute too Itaria-Chan." He mumbled a bit. Italy got close and straddled Japan gently. "You think~?" Japan blushed more, he gave a small nod. Italy gently opened his eyes and put his lips on Japan's. Japan clenched his fists a bit and almost pushed Italy off, but he couldn't. He didn't hate it, he thought it felt nice.

His lips were cold, and soft, they completely contradicted the warmness of the water the two soaked in. Italy pulled away but Japan just brought him back in. He put his hands on the back of Italy's hand and entangled his fingers in the Italian's brown hair. Italy deepened the kiss and stood on his knees, rising higher above Japan. He gently slipped in his tongue without asking for access. Japan flushed more and sucked on Italy's tongue slightly, gripping tighter onto his hair.

Italy winced softly which caused Japan to loosen his grip slightly. Italy muttered softly as he pulled away for a moment, "I'm okay..." Japan took this as an okay to grip onto Italy's hair again, and it was. The two connected their lips again and added their tongues equally. Italy started to gently grind against Japan.

Japan pulled away at this point, "P-Prease get off Itaria-Chan." Italy frowned a bit but nodded, crawling off of Japan and sitting next to him. Japan clinged onto his arm and snuggled close to him. This caused Italy's frown to disappear as he cuddled the Japanese man back, pecking him again. "I rove you Itaria-Chan." Japan spoke softly, falling asleep soon after. Italy whispered quietly, "I love you too Giappone~."

Gently, Italy lifted Japan out of the water. He took him inside to the bath house and laid him down on one of the futons. For a moment, he just admired the man's body, tempted to climb on top of it and make love to it. This thought quickly disappeared as he snapped out of his trance. He dressed both of them in white, soft robes. He crawled beside Japan and cuddled him again. His eyes softly shut again as the ravenette unconsciously cuddled him back.

Italy held Japan close, humming softly to him, petting him, protecting him. Even though Japan was stronger than him, he felt he needed to protect the man in his arms. He continued to cuddle him before eventually drifting off to sleep like him.