Jealousy- ItalyxReader

_________ sat silently fuming behind the blissfully unaware Italian. He made it look so easy; like it was nothing. How did he do it? How was every fucking thing he drew a masterpiece?!

"GAAAAAAAH!" She yelled, throwing her paintbrush down in frustration. "FUCK THIS SHIT!"

Italy jumped, startled. "Ahh! D-don't scream out of nowhere like that, _______!"

_________ sighed in guilt. "I'm sorry, Feliciano. It's just… what's the use? I'll never be a good artist."

Italy looked at the girl sympathetically, approaching her so he could see her picture. "Aw, come on, _______!" He chirped, actually opening his eyes so he could see the picture. "I'm sure it's not… Oh…"

"LOOK, NOT EVERYONE CAN BE AN AWESOME ARTIST LIKE YOUR MARIO-AND-LUIGI ASS!"

"Gah! I didn't say it was bad! M-maybe… you could say it's abstract?"

________ slumped. "It doesn't matter how you look at it, it sucks. Thanks for trying to teach me, Feliciano, but I'm just not cut out to be an artist…" She got up to leave, but he took her hand to stop him.

"Come on, _____. You can't just give up!" He said cheerily.

"Then what should I do?" She asked, obviously annoyed.

"You can let me help you! Just start drawing, and I'll watch."

"Uh… okay?" _______ she deadpanned. She picked up the brush and began to draw again. It wasn't long before she made another mistake.

"No, like this…" He said, taking his hand in hers. Suddenly her heart rate skyrocketed and her face turned bright red.

"See?" He said happily when he let go, causing her hand to feel cold.

"Y-yeah…" She mumbled.

Then she got an idea. She made another mistake.

"Oops!"

"That's okay, you can fix that like this!" He chimed, taking her hand in his.

______ proceeded to make several mistakes, loving the feeling of Italy's hand on hers, loving the closeness it caused.

Finally, the drawing was complete.

"W-wow…" She admitted.

"See? I told you you could do it!"

For all intents and purposes, this was another Italy painting. But ______ couldn't help but feel proud that her hands created such a beautiful piece… even if they were being guided.

"You were right!" She cried, pulling him into a hug. He happily returned the gesture.

"Thank you so much!" ____________ continued. Without thinking, she pressed her lips to his.

Oh, but she certainly thought about it after it was done. She let him go and backed away, blushing furiously.

"I-I'm sorry… I don't know what came over me…"

"It's okay, _____! I liked it!"

___________ looked at him in disbelief. "Y-you did?

"Yeah! In fact… can I have another?"

Jealousy wasn't an issue after that day.