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[ Italy had been feeling particularly pathetic by this point, not only had the cages nullified his usual being, but the constant flow of wine had really worn him down more than he could've ever imagined. Adorned in the silks he was dressed in and covered in runes he'd been lost in a languished drunken state where all he really wanted to do at this point was curl up and sleep as much as possible.

It was the sound of the raid that managed to rouse the weakened nation from his current state. Golden eyes lazily looking out between bars, mouth barely opening to speak wordlessly when he caught the sight of a familiar blond figure approaching.

A part of him was relieved honestly, but there was still that tiniest bit of pride that managed to come out in such an honest state. Biting his bottom lip he looks away some, the colour of his cheeks either there from the indulgence of whine or pure embarrassment. It's difficult to say.

Instead he turns his gaze away, feeling like this is the exact position he hadn't wanted the other man to see him in. ]

... Please, move onto someone else...

[ He said the words, but honestly, if this opportunity is passed on who else was he going to rely on during this random bout of stubbornness? ]

_{[ America cannot resist the siren's call of seeing anyone in need-- appearing weak and wanting assistance, but especially not another nation. His motives for it were less than noble, sometimes finding the task of saving another nation a bit daunting, but the praise and recognition that came after it was what he was solely after. Fortunately, he had grown rather fond of Italy, but specifically since they appeared here on this planet.

A handgun was in his hand by the time he gets to Italy and is peering at him through the bars when he weakly tells America to move onto someone else. ]}

Italy! Bro! Why would I do something like that?

_{[ He starts, attempting to rattle the bar with his free hand. He had been using his gun for other purposes up, but he decides to put the safety on and strap it to his person. ]}

Hang in there, dude! This worked with one of the other cages, I'll see if I can do it here.

_{[ He still has his super strength, right? So, he grips two of the bars and attempts to pry them apart to make an opening wide enough for them to slip through. It's kind of difficult, though. ]}

[ america was persistent as ever, not that italy ever expected anything different from the blond nation, but he certainly did try to discourage. the heat in his face rising, he brings his hands up to cover it up as best he could while still looking to anywhere else but the other nation. ]

B-because... I didn't want you to see me like this... And you'll just continue to tease me for being stupid and weak.

[ oh, there it was, the other part of that honesty. but even as he said that, he could see the other man griping the bars. this wasn't the time to think about how america looked in this moment, such strength and coolness. it also wasn't the time to be stubborn either.

moving in a little closer, he brings his hands over america's to finally look up at the other with golden eyes ]

... You're really too stubborn.

[ he says so much, but he's too weak to put any real feeling of annoyance into it. instead he begins to pull away again, remembering what got him in this situation again. A moment of weakness, but he'd seen someone familiar and instead of trusting his instinct he followed along. ]

You could be focusing this energy on so many others.

I never teased you about being stupid! _{Wait, or did I?} Anyway, just chill out, man!

_{[ He pauses when Italy looks at him, and wow, yeah, those eyes certainly looked different. ]}

Uh. Yeah, I mean. Being stubborn is kind of my thing. Why else do you think I do a lot of other things differently than the rest of the world?

_{[ The bars are pried apart enough for America to slip on through (after sucking in a bit) and he tries to coax Italy through the bars by supporting him at his shoulder. ]}

Come on, just go on through and I can carry you the rest of the way. It won't take long!

... You like to tease me about being weak a lot...

[ breathing out a laugh italy just shakes his head ]

Even at a time like this... It's difficult not to be drawn in by your kind of bravado, no matter the circumstance. But it's still embarrassing...

[ although america coming in like this and feeling that touch was so warming, it was almost on instinct that italy leaned in. he wasn't very sure if he was just feeling gracious or if he just really needed to feel this, but coming in closer he brings his hands to america's cheeks gently and warmly before moving in for a very heated and passionate kiss.

though as good as it felt for the time being, so very nice, it wasn't something that italy had indulged on too long before breaking away ]

... You shouldn't be getting in these cages, they weaken us you know...

I'll come out for you, so please don't strain yourself in here.

That's not-- okay yeah, I do, but it's just the truth.

_{[ America, no.
Before he can really talk more about this or something relevant to how heroic he is being right now, Italy goes in for a kiss. The blonde seems a little surprised and makes a muffled sound, trying his best to reciprocate before it's over with.

His lips still tingling, he stands there, a bit stunned. ]}

Uh.

_{[ UH. ]}

Yeah uhhhhhh. Okay, sure, man.

_{[ America awkwardly steps backward and slips out of the bars, waiting for the other nation. ]}

Please don't be like that right now America... You have so many great qualities and then you do something like that...

[ a soft sigh as he makes his way out, though now that he's out there's the look up to the other nation with a fluster before standing ]

... Being in there made me really weak... I needed a little bit of energy and that wasthe easiest way to get quite a bit at once.

[ was it an excuse? but even as he now stands to look up at america there's a parting of the lips for a moment, as if to further protest before pulling back some ]

I... You don't have to look at me like that you know, if it was terrible just say so.

_{[ Damn. When Italy is being real, he's savage. ]}

Uhhh. No, it wasn't terrible at all. It just surprised me, man! Not cause I hardly ever get kissed like that, but..

_{[ He just trails off, and as the flush leaves his face, his lips curve upwards in a smile. Without permission, he dips down and scoops Italy into his arms, holding him bridal style. ]}

Let me just continue to rescue you, okay buddy!! You can kiss me some more as a thanks later if you want!!

_{[ He's using an excuse too. ]}

[ 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.

I'm being heroic! It's what I do, man, just relax! I've got you! Hahaha!

_{[ The other people can wait, America figures. Italy is a friend after all, and his arrogance believes this won't take much time at all.
His hold increases on the redhead in his grasp, but he smiles down at him as he begins to take off towards the direction of the exit. ]}

That's pretty dumb of you, you know, getting kidnapped like that. But you know what? It's sort of dumb of me that I wasn't there to protect you before this happened.

_{[ Hm. ]}

[ even if he knew the other nation was more than capable of handling his weight in this situation, he still found himself hanging on tightly, a small amount of fear over the idea of being dropped at any moment. of course as the blond spoke, italy found himself sinking in against him to avoid being seen ]

I don’t understand why you’d be watching over me in the first place... I was only take. Because I was following after someone who wasn’t there, so I know how dumb I was being knowing they couldn’t be here... but for that moment I was drawn in and all I wanted was to see them one more time.

I hate how I’ve tried not to think about it all this time, but all Austria does is bring it up and make me think about it more.

Yeah? Austria is kind of dick-ish, huh?

_{[ America has had some interesting interaction with Austria here, but can still agree with Italy in order to gain favor with Italy (and agree with Austria to gain favor with Austria.) ]}

Well.. I should be watching over you cause you're wea--

_{[ America bites off his sentence and then just laughs nervously. ]}

I mean, 'cause I care about you, dude. That's why.

_{[ Which actually sounds pretty sincere. ]}

Nah... I mean, Austria could be awkward and not very good at communication sometimes, but I don't dislike him. In fact, I care about him a great deal... He had done so much for me while growing up, but he seemed to think I held a grudge because of this.

He's trying to make up for things I don't hold against him personally, because it doesn't matter if he acknowledged my feelings at that time or not. It wasn't something he should have felt responsible for in any way.

[ a sigh and a groan before catching himself, did he just change what he was saying mid-sentence? he certainly did sound sincere and that was enough to get italy's hold to relax a little, trusting in that hold the other nation had him in ]

... Are you coming back to that talk we had before?

Uhh. Coming back to that talk?
_{[ It's true. He had forgotten about that talk. ]}

Hahaha, uhhh, I'm pretty sure I ain't coming back to any talk while I'm saving your ass, brah!

... Should we get back to it?

That's good... I don't think I'm ready to do that right now.

Not that I don't appreciate you, totally and completely... Not just right now I guess, but in general.

[ that smile as he was hugging onto the blond, nuzzling against him ]

You could be so kind and warm, strong yet gentle... Are you sure you're saving the right person? I think there's someone else that wouldn't be as difficult, who might be truly over-enthusiastically appreciative over your show of heroism.

Uhh, I mean, you might be right about that, but I wanted to save you, so uhhh, hahaha, that's what I'm doing!!

_{[ He tightens his hold on Italy until they completely exit, now to a much safer area. Still, he doesn't release the other man just yet. ]}

Are you okay now?

I don't know... I don't like feeling this way... And I really don't like you seeing me when it's like this. I just feel so...

[ the hold was nice though, it felt really good in more ways than the one obvious thing at that moment. nuzzling in against the throat he closes his eyes ]

Maybe I need more of a boost... I don't think I've felt this drained like ever since I've been here.

A boost? Like.. you need me to throw you up in the air somewhere?

_{[ AMERICA, WTF. ]}

Wait, you mean you want to do something dirty instead? You know, Chroma stuff.. or whatever?

[ he was going to start with kissing him when the idea of throwing him up in the air came up. why? why this? again his hold tightened just in case the other really did try to go through with this, but thankfully he got figure it out. ]

Chroma stuff...

[ moving away from the blond’s throat he’d shifted himself to draw in close to america’s lips, hand coming up to his cheek to delicately hold him ]

We’ve had lessons, it shouldn’t be too different right?

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