[ there was one of those disarming traits again, so much so that it didn’t even really hit italy that the other nation was moving in until he’d already scooped him up. it was instinct that had him bringing his arms around the blond and pulling in close as he’d let out a yelp ]

I... I... [ a rise in colour in his cheeks, again unable to protest the suggestion, rather it was really warm and comforting to be held like this. the charge of chroma was very welcoming, but more than that it was the look the blond had in this moment that had him admiring the nation for the time being before nuzzling in close ]

You’re going to do it whether I want you to or not... it shouldn’t matter if I want to kiss you or not—I mean, it feels really nice and right now you’re being so... That’s really not the point right now.