A/N: IceBel (onesided) and SpaBel (hints).
Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia.
It embarrassed him how much he couldn't stop himself from staring, time to time, every time. It frustrated him the way his heart began beating just a little faster and how he could feel his face heating up the second he thought she might be looking back. It even annoyed him the way he immediately looked away when the other looked even close to his direction.
He didn't know what was wrong with him, couldn't understand it, he didn't know what he could do about it. What was going on? Why was this happening?
When he asked Denmark once, the man had laughed at him. When he asked Sweden, he'd tried to explain but Iceland really hadn't understood. Norway had frowned and told him it was nothing, to ignore it, and Finland, who had heard what Norway had told him, had looked away and told him he was fine, there was nothing wrong with it.
It wasn't until Iceland watched her laugh at someone else, smile at someone else, that he understood. Because the burning jealousy he felt when Belgium lightly kissed Spain on the cheek or even looked the way of another male was the one feeling he did understand. Perfectly.
