Hello. Well, I should update my other thing. But I don't feel like it. So I decided to write this collection of 4 very, VERY short, fluffy-ish US/Uk one-shots. I should finish these either today or over the weekend. But anyway, these are based off a song called Seasons by Said the Whale. Very good band, very sweet song. The portion of the lyrics that the certain one shot is based off of will be at the beginning of said one shot. Here we go.
I don't own Hetalia. :(
Reviews always welcome and appreciated!
Also, let me say: these are LOOSELY based off the lyrics. But either way, the song is the inspiration.
WINTER
I always thought that winter was for lovers
'Cause when else is a body's warmth so warm?
Underneath my clothes, your hands are freezing
But I don't say a word
"A-Alfred," a small form shivered next to me, pushing up close to my side. "Can we go home? I'm cold."
"Cold!" I chuckle softly, kissing the top of the blonde's head. "But it's Christmastime; I want to show you around the city. Besides," I stop him, right there in the middle of Central Park, and wrap my arms around him. "I'm here to keep you warm."
The Brit blushes and stares up at me with emerald eyes, lightly slapping my arm. "Oh, stop it, git!" he says, trying to give me a nasty look. His fake grimace quickly fades into the small smile that he was hiding.
I smile back at him, dipping my head down as he stands up on his tip-toes, and press my lips softly against his. After a few seconds, I pull away, leaning my forehead against his, gently tightening his plaid scarf around his neck. "Now-," I start to say, but I'm cut off buy my surroundings. I look up towards the early evening sky. Fluffy, white snowflakes had begun to fall, standing out against the blue-gray December sunset.
I grin toothily at the much welcomed, romantic flakes, then turn to Arthur, who's smiling as much as I am. I take him in my arms yet again and whisper in his ear, "I know a place that has great hot chocolate."
"Right-o, love."