First things first… I am no native English speaker, so in case there is any English mistakes, I would appreciate if you could help me improve.

I originally started writing this fic in Portuguese… however, this is not an exact translation, it's more like an adaption or second version (because 1: US would just speak English most of the time and considering the need of translating was actually starting to kill the mood and annoy myself – and maybe also potential readers; and 2: there are many wordplays that cannot really be translated).

Don't worry, I will add translation notes for other languages. (unless there are explanations on the fic itself about those lines)

By the way, Portuguese version is to keep going as well. (There is practically no kimchiburguer – and so little Korea's part taking on Portuguese speaking fandom. What a shame!)

I intent to include some cultural trivia – again, if there is anything incorrect, please let me know.


Korea was a bit nervous. He decided that was the day he finally would confess his feeling for the American, knowing that he was risking their friendship, and for better or for worse, nothing would be the same after that.

It's been a while since he started to come over the hero's house, who soon became a frequent presence at the Asian's home as well. It was a natural consequence of their first casual chat, when they found out one loved most of the games the other was addicted to, then the invitations for exciting challenges/partnerships soon became marathons that almost all the time ended up with one sleeping over the other's house.

The cultural exchange was also a spontaneous process. The brunet would teach tae-kwon-do to the taller man that in exchange didn't think twice before give (and even stimulate) access to his library and technology for his always eager to learn friend.

The Asian could not put a finger on when exactly he started to feel something special about the westerner. At first he kept asking himself if he was taking it all wrong, if those were K-drama overdose symptoms. When he acknowledged his own feelings, the issue was the other's reaction.

The blond might give him a chance… or not.

And the possible negative response paralyzed the Korean. It was a troublesome situation, however, being rejected and losing his best friend would hurt bad.

Tony realized what was happening and tried to calm him down, saying that, as far as he knew his earthling host, the American returned those feelings, even if he probably didn't know it yet.

Then, Korea elaborated his war tactics.

It was the first advance day. US was holding a party at his home – what was perfect, since they wouldn't have time for awkwardness if the Asian got a 'no' and had to abort the mission.

When the Korean noticed the host alone, he gulped some of his drink to loosen up and took a deep breath, deciding to finally make a move.

"America-ssi?"

"Korea! Where were you, dude? Why so red? Already drunk too much and need the hero to save you? HAHAHAHA?"

"M-maybe... America-ssi, can we talk?" – the Asian asked, awkwardly.

"What's up? If you broke something, it surely can be fixed. Don't worry~!"

"Breaking other people stuff didn't originate in Korea da ze~!" – the brunet complained, but took another deep breath, concentrating on what he was going to say – "Maybe you won't want me near you after what I am to tell you… B-but you must know…"

"Is it that serious?" – the blond started to bend his body to be at the other's height, but quickly straightened himself, laughing – "HA! Bet you were going to shout on my ears! Can't fool the hero, you silly!"

"America-ssi, I am not joking! I think I've never been so serious da ze!" – declared the brunet.

"Ok, sorry. So, what's up?" – the westerner bent again to hear his friend.

"I-I… America-ssi, I lo…" – the blushing Asian whispered, trying not to stutter, when he was interrupted.

"America-san!"

"Hey, Japan!" – the blond waved his hand, standing up again.

"Sumimasen, but… What are you holding?!" – asked a shocked Japanese.

"… a hamburger…?" – answered the American, without understanding what the fuss was about.

"No, the other hand… America-san, you drunk from my cup!"

"Oh... so it was yours?"

"Y-you dishonored me! So indecent!"

"What are you talking about da ze?" – questioned the Korean, annoyed.

"It is a kansetsu-kissu!" – since puzzled glances were the only response, the maritime country continued – "America-san put his mouth were my mouth was before! It is obviously an indirect kiss!"

"WHAT?! Japan, where did you get this nonsense from da ze?!"

"Korea, how can you not know that? Aren't you Asian? So you should know ´cause you're all the same! HAHAHAHA! Wait... so, all this time that we were sharing cokes, we were indirect kissing? Korea, you pervy! Everybody loves the HERO!"

The peninsular nation stared at his crush, shocked.

"I do not care if Korea has no self-respect, however, a hero should take responsibility for his acts, America-san."

"Sure, Japan! How do I do that? Hey, Korea, where are you going?" – asked the American, grabbing the one wrist that originated on the country that tried to move away.

"Don't touch me da ze!" – growled the Korean.

"C'mon! You know you love the hero~! I know! You're playing hard to get now that Japan just exposed to everybody your tactic, right? Don't worry! The hero loves everybody!
HAH..."

Before he could finish his trademark laugh, the blond was sprawled on the floor on top of the Japanese, without a clue of how it happened.

"You know what?! Keep your generic Asian and leave me alone da ze!" – spat the offended nation, leaving that house while the others watched the whole scene bemused.


Notes about the fic:
-I read somewhere that tae-kwon-do is the most practiced martial art in US (not that I can assure anything about that)

-As far as I know (and from the few Koreans that I actually got to know so far) it is not uncommon for Koreans to go abroad with scholarships. And the ones who go abroad for study probably are keen on learning, right?

-Korea might be kind of OOC on this chapter… I'm sorry, I just found it hard to make this couple move from pure bromance to something else without one of them breaking the unspoken 'bestie treaty' and keep their happy-go-lucky selves forever… it could lead to an eternally platonic both sided relationship (?)
Since Korea is a K-drama lover, I think he would be probably the first to realize his own feelings ^^'

-About 'all Asians being the same'… is a racist remark I disagree and find particularly annoying, but hear non-Asians say that often (I am Japanese origin Brazilian). I think it is ironic that, at least to many Japanese (especially the ones that have little contact with other nationalities), non-Asians look all the same.

-About 'indirect kissing'… as weird as it might sound (at least for Brazilians), it is fact: in Japan, sharing beverage/food 'touching with the mouth where other's mouth has been' is interpreted as indirect kissing, an have a rather sexual connotation. Japanese are quite reserved with kissing – it's almost like foreplaying in their culture.

Translation notes:
-ssi = respectful treatment; Korean equivalent of Japanese 'san'
Sumimasen = excuse me, pardon, sorry