Welcome! If you are reading this, I've published this, my final work for this site. I just don't have the time to write fics or the fanbase to write for. I hope you enjoy this. My OTP will always be AmeViet (and yes, my OC OTP will always be USA x Mexico), but... AmeTai, my first OTP, will always have an important place in my... heart? Gallbladder? Calf? Wherever my love for Hetalia is...

"Taiwan! Guess what!"

"What?"

"Your fortune worked! There are tons of digits in my bankbook (thank you, Gates...!), so I must have 'super-good luck'!" America flashed his teeth with a grin and gave the Taiwanese girl a thumbs up.

"That's good!" Taiwan smiled brightly.

"So! Is there anything else you can tell me?"

"I'm afraid not, unless you give me your Social Security number..."

"Hey, that's not an ID." He pouted.

She giggled softly. "Well... maybe your driver's license?"

"Taiwan..."

"What?"

"Something in my gut is telling me something."

"Oh, really? Do you know what the first something is?"

"God."

"God?"

"You know, the white bearded fellow who told Hungary to hit France with a frying pan and gave Estonia this dream where the nations were all girls?"

"Oh... that God!" Taiwan giggled softly. "What did He tell you?"

"... to hug you."

"Oh, really?" She blushed softly, but kept her smile on. "Do you know why?"

"Nope, but let's just get it over with, eh?"

"Sure!" She hugged him tightly.

He hugged her in return and found himself rubbing her back. "I'm feeling it!"

"Feeling what?" She looked up at him.

"Warmth!"

"Am I warm? I am tropical, after all." She giggled again.

"I guess so..." He looked her in the eyes with a bright smile.

She blushed a little more. "America?"

"... Huh. I think I'm in love."

"Wh-what?" She sunk back. "With me?"

"Yeah."

"Already?"

"Yep..."

She covered her face with her large sleeve and looked down. "Well... then. ... America..."

"Yeah?" He moved her arm out of the way.

"... I love you... too."

He flushed. "Whoa! Really..."

"Mm-hmm..." She held him tightly and rested her head against his chest.

"Well... that makes me happy."

"... I feel happy, too!"

He kissed her on the forehead. "Want me to tell you something in your native tongue?"

"Sure..."

"我愛你。"

"我也愛你。"*

His stomach growled.

"And that's one reason why," Taiwan said with a giggle as she reached up and kissed him on the cheek.

America smiled softly. "There's one of mine..."

I started on this site with short, pointless fluff. Fitting that I ended with it. Love you, peeps!