Hey guys, these drabbles aren't really a new stories, I had it up on an old tumblr blog, but I'd rather have them here where most of my other writing is stored. So maybe you've notice my pen name change, I used to be Midnight Run inthe Rain, but now I'm Hypocritical Romantic to match my tumblr. I have too many different "names" and passwords out there that I'm slowly losing it... ANYWAY! Here are some HongIce drabbles that I created about a year ago. (Sorry Silly Kwado, no new ones yet ;P)

Man Up

After five hours on Skype, chatting with the Icelandic nation, Hong Kong finally emerged from his bedroom. His legs were shaky and his back hurt from the same position he had endured during the call, but he always managed to forgot his discomfort whenever he was conversing with the other nation. In fact, he tended to forget everything else, including his well being, as he focused his energy on the youngest Nordic. Thus it didn't come to huge surprise to him that he was starving after all that constant flirting and teasing.

Fortunately, Hong Kong could smell China's cooking, which would restore his vitality. As he made his way towards the kitchen in a daze, Taiwan and Japan would chuckle like pre-teen school girls at his clumsiness, knowing the source of it all.

"Aiya!" China exclaimed when Hong Kong startled him by crashing into the door frame. "Don't bring the house down with your imprudence against my door."

"Hm, sorry," he mumbled while opening the fridge.

The eldest nation tsked at the younger Asian, before asking, "So is your European boyfriend coming for dinner, aru?"

Not expecting his older brother to mention the Western nation in his household, Hong Kong dropped his artificially flavoured canned tea in surprise. A light blush spread across his face before he quickly ducked down to pick up his drink and cover his face. "Ice-Iceland isn't my boyfriend."

"So it's the creepy one's brother that you like... but pretty much is," China rolled his eyes while stirred their soup. "Just ask him out already, aru. I didn't raise you to be a wuss."

Hong Kong began to help him set up for dinner by taking out the bowls and plates. "You didn't raise me…"

He muttered under his breath, but China still heard him.

"Exactly! You remind me of that bastard, England. I hate it."

"Thanks, Xian Sheng*."

x. X. x.

"So what did you want to talk to me about, Hong Kong?" The platinum blond, almost white haired, Nordic sat next to his friend's desk after the world meeting. He had made sure Norway was distracted and none of Hong Kong's siblings were eavesdropping before he approached him.

The Asian extended his hand out, palm open as if expecting something. "Give me, like, your phone."

Reluctant with what the other was up to, Iceland didn't budge. "Why?"

"Just give it."

He didn't trust his friend for many reasons, but curiosity got the better of him and he handed it over. After Hong Kong hid the cellular devise from the other's view, it was returned with his puffin cell phone charm replaced with a panda.

"What's this?" He asked, dangling it between them.

"Pff, a panda, of course."

Iceland's deadpan expression caused Hong Kong to grin, expelling his nerves. He lifted his own phone with Iceland's former charm hanging next to his panda. "This means we're boyfriends now."

"What?!"

"And boyfriends, like, kiss."

So after a few moments of hesitation, they did.

***** Hong Kong called China "Xian Sheng"/先生 or "Mister" because that is what I have read in Hetalia's vol. 5 It's sensei in Japanese kanji so... Thank you. That is all.