Sitting next to each other on a blanket America and Russia sat in Central Park watching the grand firework show. Russia looked over at America's smiling face seeing the fireworks reflected in his bright blue eyes.
"What?" America asked when he caught Russia's eyes.
"You're beautiful." Russia said kissing his cheek.
"Yeah great make me feel like a girl." America smiled at the Russian.
"Get up Fredka." Russia said slowly getting up, keeping eye contact with America.
"What?" America asked looking up at his boyfriend confused.
"Come on Fredka." With that Russia grabbed America's hand and pulled him up.
"What are you doing Vanya?" America asked again.
"Dance with me Fredka." Russia said pulling the American towards him.
The two countries danced a slow waltz the entire show.
"I love you." America whispered.
"I love you too." Russia replied his lips ghosting over America's. "Happy birthday Fredka."
And the two kissed with the firework finally going on behind them.