Japan wasn’t much of one to show off his body, particularly in public. And, in all honesty, I found this quite adorable at times. His conservativeness, that is.
But if he thought Italy and Germany were bad on hot, summer days; hoo boy.
One day, it was so hot out, and when a shirtless Germany pulled out the water hose, I couldn’t take it anymore. Italy- both Romano and Veneziano- were basking in lawn chairs, shirtless once more.
Hallelujah
“Germany!” I chimed, holding my arms up and closing my eyes. Smirking, he turned the hose on me. The water, which felt oh-so-good, turned my white shirt translucent and made my black short-shorts cling to my thighs suggestively.
Then Japan rounded the corner. “What are you doing?! Please cover yourselves!” he yelled. Of course, to Japan, a girl wearing a see-through top and too-tight shorts, surrounded by three, shirtless, cheering men probably did look a little over the top…!
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