This is love. Selfish, unreasonable, and totally inexplicable.

Sitting under the bridge, waiting for the hail storm to stop, I was getting more than a little antsy. No, I didn't need to pee, I went before we left. Also, I'm not an animal and I am not afraid of lightning, but, you see, in this situation it is best if I am.

You see, my first love is here with me, and if I'm scared, I have the perfect excuse to cling tightly to his arm. And since he's looking out for tornados, he won't notice if I cuddle a tad.

"Poland…I'm kind of...er…squished." Lithuania said. Guess he noticed how close I was trying to get. But hey, I have an excuse for that too!

"But, Lithy…" I said, shivering. "It's so totally cooold~! Why do we, like, have to get stuck out here, with these totally lame wooden bridges?"

"But I'm getting squished!" He complained, rubbing shoulders with me and the bridge. "I could accidentally push you into the river, Poland!"

"Bummer." I relented, and gave Lithy just enough room to breathe.

Ah, yes. This is love. Totally selfish. Really, if it was my choice, Lithy would be half naked and lying under me. I'm not a very nice person, you see. My wants come before other's needs…like breathing. But since Lithy doesn't know how I feel, I need to keep things on the down low, in the closet, until we become better friends and I can give all my secrets to him.

I don't know when it was I started liking Lithy, but a few weeks of hanging out, and I was head-over-heels in love.

Not that I felt my heart beat faster, though I'm sure it did. Not that I couldn't stop thinking about him, though I never quit mentally imagining his features. Not that kind of love, not the kind that goes 'doki-doki' and certainly not at first sight.

No, it was after a while, like I said. Not a long while (a few weeks) but at first I was just like 'hey, this person is, like, totally cool'. So I hung out with him a lot. When I saw him out walking, I'd run over and glomp him, and I sat next to him every chance I got, and I brought him along to parties I was invited to like he was my date. Then, a few people commented on how much of a cute couple we were.

I was totally rocked to the core. The only thought on my mind every other time I saw him before was 'oh my god, guys! It's Lithy! Let's go talk to Lithy! Lithy! Lithy! HEY LITHY WHATS UP!'. Totally over-excited. I was completely in love…and everyone could probably tell. 'Cept for me, dumbass I am.

But, after that person made that comment, my brain and heart were forced to reconcile. For about a week they negotiated compromises, and once an agreement was met, my brain blatantly informed me, 'You love him. You're gay. If you think about it hard enough, you'll realize you were never straight to begin with.'

And that was that. Nothing changed other than my whole thought process. When it came to Lithy, I think I acted the same as before. After all, I was in love then, too. I just didn't know. We Poles are kind of dense, huh?

Well, as I stared intently at Lithy, who was still alert for tornados, I couldn't see what I saw in him. He was pretty average…maybe a tad taller than me, normal physique, maybe a little more than a tad polite, but nothing…out of the ordinary.

But, see, he is Lithy. Nothing else matters. He is my first love, he may not be gay, but, hell, I'm gay enough for the two of us! I won't give up! I'll even resort to acting like France and force him, if need be!

But really, I want to spend forever with Lithy.

I want to wake up in the middle of the night and tell him about my dreams without having to use a phone or getting out of bed.

I want to be there when Lithy is sad, and be able to just hold him, gently, while he cries.

I want to go and buy a needlessly large and unwieldy Valentine 's Day gift with no practical use, and see him laugh once he sees it.

I want to let everyone know that he is mine.

I want to share life with Lithy.

But, for now, the hail is still pelting the bridge above, the river is still running wildly, and Lithuania is still being practical and trying to protect us from possible tornados.

And I start to close my eyes and dream…

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