His brown eyes looked wide behind the lenses, like a deer in headlights. A slight blush crept on his cheeks as the blond laughed, pulling the glasses back to place over his own eyes. The Asian gace a small smile at the beaming American, who wrapped his arms around the smaller nation's waist. He leaned his head against the other man's chest and sighed contently as the American rubbed his back.

Soft lips pressed against the top of the dark-haired man's head, followed by a smile.

"I love you." The whisper hung in the air, those three magic words. He meant it, Kiku knew so. And that made him feel even worse for what was to come.