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Germany x Reader (Kissing Booths)"____! I vill not allow you to do zat!"
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"'Not allow'? Tsk! You're not the boss of me!"
Ludwig frowned at your response, blushing in annoyance when he knew that you were right. You grinned triumphantly at his reaction, picking up a box full of decorations and heading off in a different direction. However, he stepped in front of you, his stern eyes showing that he wasn't going to let you go that easily.
"As a friend, I am telling you zat zis is a dangerous idea," the blonde said with extreme seriousness.
This resulted in you rolling your (insert colour) eyes again, sighing in exasperation, "Ludwig, it's a kissing booth. It's not like I'm going to war."
Ludwig could feel an anger vein pop up on his forehead; you sure loved to push his buttons. He attempted to stare you down and intimidate you with his bigger frame. However, the bored expression you wore was evidence that it wasn't working. He continued to reason with you, "Zere are boys in our school who vould leap at this chance."
Regret (Chapter 21)
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“Italy, I don’t feel right about this. We should have told Prussia where I was going, he has enough to worry about even when he does know where I am.”
Italy lightly sighed, nodding in agreement as he continued to just float alongside the German as they walked down the street.
“If he knew where we’re going, he wouldn’t have let you leave the house. He’s been taking care of you more and not leaving the house.” Italy glanced down for a moment out of a bit of guilt, knowing once Prussia woke up from his nap, he’d just go into a frenzy again. “You’re all better now, you’ve been better for a week now, and we need to talk to Japan as soon as we can, in person. I don’t know what’s going to happen and I don’t want Prussia to get involved.”
“But if something does happen like, oh, I don’t know, Japan tries to attack me with a knife or something, we wouldn’t have any back
Regret (Chapter 17)
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“Do we really have to? So soon?”
“Germany, you’re better than this. You’re the one who put him in the hospital in the first place.”
Germany frowned, knowing that Italy was right. He sighed quietly, looking up at the front of Japan’s house. They were pretty surprised that Japan had been released from the hospital so soon, though going to see him was a nice excuse to get out of the house. Ever since the night before, Prussia had been acting a little… strange, being the best word to describe it. This was the perfect opportunity to have a break from him.
Germany tugged on the end of his glove subconsciously out of nervousness, staring at the door for a moment before looking back to Italy, who had his cheeks puffed out in determination. He quietly sighed, knowing that apologizing and getting Japan on their side was the most important thing to do right then, and the right thing to do.
With a dry gulp, he stepped up to the door, taking a