Read a fic from Jayfaggot and the fluffiness was OVERWHELMING.

I needed an outlet.

THUS THIS WAS BROUGHT INTO CREATION. PUAHAHA. :D

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the fluff and plot of this fic.

NOTE: I am working on my other two chaptered fics, don't worry. C:

NOTE #2: This is an AU where the Asians meet Alfred in his childhood days. He's still Arthur's lil' brah, but for the sake of understanding this fic, let's just say the Asians are close friends. :D OH AND HUNGARY MAKES AN APPEARANCE.

… read and comment plz. :D

When America was just a baby country, England and France decided to fight over who would own him. Of course, England won, as you know. But soon after such a decision, the countries of Southeast Asia decided to visit the young nation, and so began a friendship to test the times.

Big, golden-brown eyes stared at equally big blue ones in curiosity.

"Who are you?" asked the blue-eyed boy.

Yong Soo crouched down, sleeved hands on knees to look eye-to-eye with the new country. "My name is South Korea, da-ze."

The adorable blonde boy with the little curled strand of hair on his head looked at the Korean. He toddled over to him through the grass, holding in his little fist a tiny daisy. Motioning for Yong Soo to sit down, the little boy clambered over onto his lap and sat down. Yong Soo looked surprised.

"I like you. You look nice. You are now my friend," said the boy.

Yong Soo laughed. "Okay then, da-ze. So, what's your name, da-ze?" asked Yong Soo, idly playing with the grass. The warm sun and the cool breeze was making him drowsy. Eyes closed sleepily to half-mast.

"M'name's Alfred."

"Hmm."

A comfortable silence enveloped the two. Suddenly, Yong Soo yawned. "I'm going to take a little nap, okay? Wake me up when hyung-nim gets here, da-ze…" He picked Alfred up and placed him on the soft grass. He lay down on the grass on his side and closed his eyes, one arm under his head and the other splayed out on the grass.

"Who?" asked Alfred, tugging on Yong Soo's hanbok. But Yong Soo was already asleep. Alfred pouted, then sat in the curve of Yong Soo's body. "You're not apposed to sleep! I'm-a was talkin' t' you!"

He poked Yong Soo's stomach. "Hey! Hey! Wake up!" Yong Soo merely twitched and curled even tighter into a ball, unconsciously wrapping his body around Alfred.

"Oomph. I stuck," Alfred began to poke the warm body around him, not noticing as a squealing brunette ran over to them.

"OH MY GOSH THIS IS JUST TOO ADORABLE!" squealed Elizaveta, sitting down Indian-style on the grass.

"Who be you?" asked Alfred suspiciously, grabbing Yong Soo's hanbok protectively.

"I be – I mean I'm Yong Soo's best friend, Elizaveta. You can call me Eli, or big sister!" giggled Elizaveta, poking Alfred's chubby cheeks.

Alfred looked highly affronted. "I'M Yong Soo's best friend!"

"Oh!" said Elizaveta, eyes sparkling. "Oh, of course you are!" OH MY GOSH THIS IS JUST TOO ADORABLE. SQUEE!

Mumbling, Yong Soo yawned and opened his eyes. "Uh… wha…?"

"Yong Soo! Am I your bestest friend ever?" demaded Alfred, as Yong Soo propped himself up on one hand while using the other sleeve to wipe the sleep off his face. ((A/N: Wait, what?))

"Hi, Yong Soo!" squealed a very familiar voice. Yong Soo snapped his head toward Eli.

"Oh f—uh, hi Eli! What are you doing here, da-ze?" said Yong Soo, nervous on the inside knowing that Eliza-sii would probably find something out of this seemingly innocent nap to fangirl over.

"Oh, just to say hi, you know. Is this America?" asked Eliza curiously. Alfred puffed up his chest and answered, "Yesh! I am America! And you better respect me, 'cuz I'm the world's greatest hero ever!"

"Of course you are!" said Eliza. "Everyone knows that."

Alfred smiled hopefully, eyes wide. "Really?"

"Mhmm," Eliza said, smiling.

Turning to Yong Soo, who by this time had gotten up properly. Legs crossed, he lifted Alfred off his lap and onto the grass. Alfred just climbed back. Eliza giggled. "I like your friend, Yong Soo."

"Of course you do. How could you not like her, da-ze?" he said eyes sparkling as Eliza tossed a strand of hair behind her head. "Everyone likes her, da-ze."

"And I love you too, Yong Soo," grinned Eliza.

"Whuz 'love'?" asked Alfred.

"Awww!" cooed Eliza. "You're so cute! 'Love' means that you like someone so much you'd do anything to protect them and make them happy if you're a lover. But since I'm his friend, it means that I like him like he was a brother to me. There are many meanings to love."

"Hmm…" Alfred thought hard. "Then… if I want to protect Yong Soo and make him happy, does that mean I love him?"

Yong Soo turned red as he kept trying to make Alfred get off his lap. "Eh… ah… you might have the wrong meaning th—"

"—of course it does!" said Eliza, cutting off an affronted Yong Soo.

"Okay then. I love you, Yong Soo!" said Alfred happily, nodding as he climbed back into Yong Soo's lap.

Yong Soo groaned and ran his hand down his face. Dammit, Eliza! Don't go giving him the wrong ideas, da-ze!

Eliza cooed. "You guys are so cute!"

"I should renounce all ties with you, da-ze!" sighed Yong Soo.

"I love you Yong Soo," said Alfred.

"I… love… you… too… da-ze…?"

Elizaveta giggled.

A/N: … I have no idea. |||OTL.

Thanks to saltwater songs for telling me what OTL was. XD!

… might turn into a chaptered fic. Meh. :3