kiramaru7 | Cross-posted from hetachallenge

Title: Thinking of You
Author: kira
Claim: Germany, Italy
Character(s): Germany, Prussia
Table/Prompt: Romance/ Prompt #12: Sweet
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Rating: G
Summary: While visiting his Romano, and Spain, Italy sends Germany a package of sweets…
Author’s Note: Thanks to my beta, Jen, for looking this over.

Germany sat back in his chair and sighed softly. He had been working for what felt like a week straight. Taking his glasses off, he rubbed tiredly between his eyes and when he put the back on, Italy smiled sweetly at him from the framed photo on his desk. Germany smiled back at it, a brief contorting of his mouth that more like a shy grimace than a smile. His little buddy was away, visiting his brother at Spain’s house, and Germany missed him terribly. While Gilbird had taken upon himself to act as a go between, bringing postcards from Italy detailing his adventures, and ferrying back Germany’s brief notes about what was going on here, it was not the same as actually having his little buddy around. Italy’s daily phone calls, reminding him not to work so hard, only increased his longing for him.

“Hey, West!” Prussia said as he stuck his head into his brother’s study. “You’ve got a package from Itachen!”

“I did?” He pushed back from his desk and was about to get up when Prussia came in, carrying a small box that was wrapped in brown paper. He took it when his brother handed it to him. Germany ran a hand over Italy’s neat script. It was sent via airmail and was probably mailed the day he had arrived at Spain’s house.

“You going to open it or just stare at it?” Prussia smirked.

“It’s my package so I’ll do with it what I want, “Germany replied as he set it aside and went back to the report he was working on.

“West, Itachen didn’t send this to you so you could forget about it.”

“I have work to do, Brüder.”

“I know and I bet Itachen knew that too, which is why he sent this,” Prussia countered.

Germany heaved a long suffering sigh. “Fine, if it’ll make you happy-”
“I think opening it is supposed to make you happy, kleine Brüder.”

Germany glared at him, but he reached for the box none-the-less. He neatly removed the wrapper without ripping it, folding the paper and putting it to the side. Reaching for his letter opener, Germany easily broke through the layers of tape, holding the box shut. Opening the box, he found a letter from his little buddy, which he read.

Dear Germany,

I picked up some sweets in the airport while I was looking for Fratello and Spain. I got lost on my way to baggage claim; Fratello was very mad, but happy to see me as was Spain. Anyway, there’s some almond nougat candy in there and a package of gummies for you and Prussia. I also got you some chorizo, that’s that sausage Prussia was talking about the other day, when we stopped at the store on the way home. Fratello hates it, but he makes it for Spain anyway and I’m eager to try some! Spain wrote down how to make it, so enjoy what I sent for dinner. I’ll bring more when I come home.
Oh, there’s also a box of marzipan birds in there. The yellow one that looks like Gilbird is for Prussia, the rest of the sweets are for you. Next time I go home, I’ll be sure to get you some confetti as I know how much you love them! Anyway, I have to go; Fratello is calling me down for dinner.

I miss you.

Love,

Italy

“Well?” Prussia prodded.

Germany set the letter aside. “There’s a marzipan bird for you and a packet of gummies.” He looked through the box for the candy.

“Aaah…” Prussia said as he took the proffered sweets. “That Itachen is so sweet.”

“Yeah… And there’s some chorizo for dinner in there too.”

“Awesome! I’ve wanted some since last time I visited Spain. It’s really good, West, you’re going to love it when you taste it.”

Germany nodded. “There’s also some almond candy that looks like Turkish Delights.”

“That stuff is pretty good too.” Prussia eyed the contents of the box.

“I thought this was my care package,” Germany said.

“Yeah, but Itachen likes to share with me too, since I’m your older brother.”

Germany shook his head at him. “Whatever you say, Brüder. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to finish my work. In case you’ve forgotten, we’re hosting the next World 8 meeting.”

“That’s not for another two weeks, West.”

“I know, but I need to prepare for it.”

“I can help if you want.”

“I appreciate that, but I’m almost done here.”

Prussia nodded when it hit him. “Verdammt! That Itachen is a sneaky one, but I have to admit, he’s very sweet too.”

Germany frowned.

“He only went to visit his brother cuz he knew you wanted, no needed, to work on getting everything together for the meeting without any distractions. I’m sure he misses Romano, but he always seems to visit him whenever you’re going to be exceptionally busy.” Prussia smirked. “I’d say he was a keeper, West.”

“Yeah… Now go so I can finish up here in time to make dinner.” Germany dismissed him with a wave of his hand.

Okay… and I’ll put this in the kitchen for you.” Prussia picked up the box.

“Just don’t eat my candy,” Germany called out to his brother’s retreating form.

“Will do!”

When the door finally shut, Germany reached for the photo of Italy on his desk. “Danke,” he said softly. “It was very sweet of you to send all those treats. They came just when I missed you the most.” Putting the picture back and feeling oddly refreshed, Germany tackled the rest of his paperwork.