"Hey, Arthur," The shorter nation turned to face the wheat blonde.
"What? Did I forget something for your party?" He asked sarcastically.
Alfred shook his head. "No, I just haven't given your present yet."
"What's this? America cares about someone else this year?" England rolled his eyes. "All right, what is it?"
"Well," Alfred shifted uncomfortably.
"Spit it out!"
England watched in surprise as he pulled a note out of his pocket and shoved it in his hands. Slowly he opened the note.
Arthur,
I've been wanting to tell you for a while now but I couldn't find the words to say it… So I'll write it in here.
I'm in love with you. I hope you feel the same way, if you don't I hope this doesn't change anything.
Merry Christmas
Love
Alfred
Arthur's eyes widened at the last sentence. Before he could stop himself he pressed his lips against his.
"I'll take that as a yes."
Just a Christmas oneshot. Have a great Holiday!