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Eyebrows- This nickname was not a term of endearment and was at first said to spite England.
Iggy- This one was slightly more welcomed than the first one, since it was said with a more affectionate tone.
Artie- This one took time, but eventually England came to accept it.
Sweetiekins- The first and only time this was ever said was when America was very drunk, it ended with America getting a knuckle sandwich courtesy of said 'Sweetiekins.
Sweetheart- The first romantic term of endearment (that didn't warrant a nosebleed) was far from England's favorite since usually it was only said in public, however after a time England realized it was America's way of telling the world (especially France) that England was off limits.
Sweetie- This was only said when England woke up from a nightmare; it soon became a favorite of England's, because whenever America said it he knew instantly that he was safe.
Babe- This was only said in the confines of a bedroom and if I were to elaborate on it England would most certainly hunt me down.
Honey- This was by far England's least favorite, it was only said in a mockingly matter, when the other was truly angry with him, and when America didn't really believe he loved him.
Darling- This endearment is England's favorite, it's the one that he can truly tolerate; it's the one that needs more than a sentence to explain.
Darling-
England shifted uncomfortably on top of America, stopping all movement when he felt the younger groan and tighten his grip around his waist. England suppressed a groan of his own; he really, really needed a cup of tea. They had done… well it last night and England was a nervous wreck. He was still uncertain of himself and where he and America stood. Were they lovers?
God, he hoped so. After a few for minutes of struggling England finally gave up and let his head drop back down onto America's chest with a quiet huff. Only to lift his head up to watch the sleeping nation beneath him, England smiled as he took off America's glasses and after putting them on the bedside table he turned his attention back to America's sleeping face.
"I love you git, I hope you know that." England mumbled closing his eyes as rested his head back on America's chest. America chuckled causing England to immediately tense up, if America started to make fun of his feeling, regardless of how much he loved the younger nation he would kick his arse England decided.
"I hope you know that I love you too darling." America said smiling.
America finally believed it, England really did love him.
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