England sighed at the mess before him. How could America be so messy? England looked over at the couch, America was still asleep snuggling a half-eaten burger. America and England made a deal.
(Flashback)
"Hey dude, since I saved your ass in a war against the Axis why don't you let me crash at your place tonight? I'm sooo tired and you're pretty cool and all. So why not give me respect this hero needs?" America took a step forward and England took a step back.
"F-fine. But don't make a mess you idiot."
(End of flashback)
And what did that bastard do? He made a mess. But England would feel bad if he just left America hanging so he decided to be nice to him for once. England walked up to the sleeping country.
"You're nice and all, but really?" England whispered. America's head popped up.
"YUP!"
England jumped back in surprise.
"B-BAKA!" England shouted. America cocked his head to the right.
"Dude, why is your face so red?" England stayed silent still staring wide eyed at the american.
England tried to walk away but America yanked his wrist down causing England to fall on top of him. "England, is there something you're not telling me?" America questioned. England didn't say a word. He just kept blushing, and he started gripping America's shirt tighter and tighter but he still wouldn't talk.
America smirked. He pulled England closer and planted a soft kiss on his lips. The two countries then separated and England started shaking.
"Now will you talk?" America asked.
England started sobbing.
"Wh-what's wrong? England, are you okay?"
"DAMMIT, I LOVE YOU TOO MUCH ALFRED!" England said crying through tears as he kissed America back.
"I love you to Arthur. Love you to."