Challenge: 16: Affection
Rating: K
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.
Part of LiveJournal's HetaChallenge Monthly Theme Challenge!
A/N: Everyone knows I love Big Brother Britain and Baby America to death!

Britain walked into the living room with a pile of documents in his arms. He had been complaining to himself that he had so much paper work to do and his empire was getting really pushy about political issues and Scotland wanting to be the leader and so much stress was building up inside of him that he just wanted to throw the pile into the air and make the papers disappear.

However, he was not ready for what was to come.

America was curled up in a little ball, asleep with one of his toy soldiers in his hands. He looked so harmless and tiny, the complete opposite of when he was awake.

The older nation blinked for a second as he took in the sight of his baby brother napping with his toys surrounding him.

'Well, the little one tired himself out a little to early,' he thought as he set his pile of papers on the floor.

He walked over to the young colony and took him in his arms so he could carry him to his room.

"I'm sure you'll like your soft bed instead of that hard floor," he mumbled softly as he walked towards America's room.

"Britain…" he heard America say sleepily.

"Yes, America?"

"I love you."

The boy's comment of affection surprised him, which caused the Brit to blush.

"And I love you, too," he said as he felt the boy smile against his shoulder.

Yes. His little brother truly was the sweetest thing.


Britain looked at his paper work with a tired expression.

'When will this end? I'd rather be doing pirate work than this. This era is not so amusing.'

He placed the signed paper in the 'finished' pile and rested his head on his arms to take a break.

He yawned. "Why can't the queen take care of this? I'm an empire, not a diplomat."

He sighed as he closed his eyes.

Resting his sight wouldn't hurt, now would it?

It would only be for a few minutes. He didn't plan to sleep on his desk in such an uncomfortable position. And America was napping upstairs. He was going to wake up any time soon.

However, the more comfortable he became, the more sleep took over him. And the more time passed by. And the closer time came to having America wake up.

"Hey, Britain, I'm hungry!" he said in his usual loud and joyful tone. But when he walked into his big brother's office, he noticed him dozing off with soft snores filling the air.

America smiled as he ran to his room and grabbed a blanket from his bed, which he brought down and covered Britain's shoulders with so he wouldn't feel cold. He also brought his toy soldiers and positioned them in salute so they could greet him when he woke up.

"I wonder if he needs another blanket," America said as he thought it over.

He made his way to his room again and brought a pillow with him instead.

"Hey, Britain, put this on your head. Your desk is really hard for it," America told a sleepy Britain.

"Alright, alright," he mumbled as he let him control him.

A few hours later, he was surprised by an array of toy soldiers, his flag blanket and pillow, and a napping America on the hard wood floor.


BABIES! ! I just really love this relationship a lot. Like a lot. England being a doting parent is just adorable. And kid!America is just so cute. ;u; I hope you all enjoyed!

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