This ficlet idea has been bothering me to no end, so I had to type it out.

Yes, since I am a sucker for crack pairings, I also love Kimchi Burger.

Now go, read my horrible writing!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia, but Hetalia owns me

Reviews, my darlings~


It was yet another infamously hot, humid summer day in South Korea, and the air conditioning just had to conk out in Yong Soo's apartment. Alfred lazily scooped up another spoonful of cold, chillingly refreshing shaved ice along with sweet red bean paste before placing the spoon into his mouth and slowly sucking it off, relishing the stark cool of the metal utensil on his tongue. The blonde haired American then flipped over onto his back, the spoon still in mouth and precariously balancing the bowl filled with the summer treat on his hand.

Like himself, Yong Soo was only wearing an undershirt and boxers in the horrible heat, the said brunet was staring at his laptop, clicking away and listening to some music that even Alfred could hear from his earphones.

Alfred liked the Asian country, at least a lot more than Yong Soo's older brother. They were very good friends, in fact, Alfred found himself slowly getting addicted to the Korean's pop music. Hey, it was hard not to find yourself singing along with those happy voices and easily memorizable lyrics. Not to mention the girls looked pretty hot.

And some of the guys too.

But in any case, Alfred found himself staring at Yong Soo's form as the oblivious nation continued to surf through the web, resting on his stomach. Just then the American had a revelation.

"Hey, Yong Soo!" he shouted, nearly tipping his bowl of shaved ice over as he stood up. "I just realized something!"

Yong Soo didn't respond, still clicking his computer mouse. Alfred then pulled out one of the earbuds that was stuck in Yong Soo's ear, music blasting out.

"Is something wrong, Alfred?" Yong Soo asked, his now undivided attention towards his friend.

"Nope!" Alfred replied happily, "but I noticed something really, really cool!"

"Oh? What?"

"Your back is really curvy!"

"What?"

"Yep, that's what I meant! I mean, seriously, look at this," Alfred said, taking his hand and running it along the counter of the Korean's back. Sure enough, his hand dipped deeply where Yong Soo's spine seemed to scoop in almost creepily.

"S-stop that!" Yong Soo cried, slapping Alfred's hand away, "Koreans may have invented groping, but that doesn't mean they have to like it!"

"It isn't groping," Alfred laughed, putting his hands up in mock surrender, "I mean, your back is seriously curvy. It's like you have a freakin' S-line dude!"

Then, upon hearing the last word, Yong Soo smirked proudly and his Korean spirit curl rising up proudly as his famous Korean Pride swelled enormously.

"Che, of course it is," he replied smoothly, "Korea does have the curviest s-line back ever."


I kid you not. Go check it out yourself.

Haha, too lazy to put up a link... (shot'd)