It was just another day for Germany at his home with the Axis and [Name], a close friend of theirs.

As much as the lunch that Italy made was delicious – it was potato gnocchi to Germany's pleasant surprise – it irked him that the happy-go-lucky Italian left his kitchen dirty for the millionth time, leaving the blonde German to put aside his paperwork to clean the kitchen.

"Why can't he be more like Japan or [Name] even…?" Germany mumbled to himself.

The blond German sighed upon finishing the cleaning of his kitchen and noticed that it had been about forty minutes since he started. Sighing again, he walked into the living room and noticed a boxers-wearing Italy trying to climb onto the couch with a sleeping [Name].

"Italy! What're you doing?!" Germany growled out soft enough so that [Name] wouldn't wake, but loud enough for Italy to hear.

"I just wanted to sleep with the bella, Germany!" Italy whined pathetically as Germany held him by the scruff of his tank top.

"No you're not. Go take your siesta in your room, Italy, and grab your clothes while you're at it," Germany commanded.

"Ve~… Okay…"

Germany glanced at the sleeping woman and noticed she slipped into a pair of pajama shorts and an oversized t-shirt to sleep in.

Just as he was about to leave to finish up his paperwork, a hand reached out to grab his, surprising the German. He turned around and saw a half-awake [Name] looking at him with half-lidded eyes.

A blush decorated his face as not only was he flustered easily by women, despite knowing the woman for quite a while, but he also fancied [Name].

"… Take a siesta with me…" she said, though her eyes clearly demanded that he take a siesta with her.

The blushing blond opened his mouth to protest, though [Name] clearly wasn't taking 'no' for an answer as she stood up and pushed him to lay down on the couch, after which she went ahead and laid atop him with her head on his chest and her legs between his.

Germany was flustered, unsure of where to place his hands and feeling quite uncomfortable with the whole situation, though in the back of his head, he knew that he didn't mind and actually preferred it.

[Name] giggled. "You can put your arms around my waist, Germany."

"A-alles klar…" he stuttered as he tentatively placed his arms around [Name]'s waist.

"G'night Germany…"

Germany blushed again. "Gute Nacht…"

Paperwork would have to wait once again for Germany, but he didn't mind. As long as it was [Name], he'd never mind.

Italy smiled upon seeing his two friends taking a siesta together with smiles on their faces. "Ve~ Carini…"

-Translations-
[Italian] Bella: Beautiful; Beauty
[German] Nein: No
[German] Alles klar: Alright; Okay
[German] Gute Nacht: Good night
[Italian] Carini: Male-Plural form of "cute". As in "Loro sono carini" in Italian and "They are cute" in English